“Ah!” It was no mere sting of teeth. No, it was genuine pain as Sam’s teeth tore into him. Sure, that will heal entirely by the time they wake in the morning )or maybe afternoon), but the memory will remain. The memory of his wolf marking him, of his teeth sinking through the skin and his blood flowing… maybe even staining the sheets.

And in the same instant, that amazing cock pierced him. “Yes, yes, yes!” came the sibilant cry as Sam sank into him. Matthias drew his legs up, hooking his ankles around Sam’s waist so he could press in that much deeper. He wrapped his entire body around the wolf, clenching down on his dick while he pulled him close.

This was everything he wanted. Sam’s body against his, lips, teeth, and tongue on his overheated skin, and, oh, that hot, hard cock lodged inside him. He wanted Sam to let go, to simply let the wolf out and claim him in every way possible. A strange feeling, but one he embraced.

He never wanted to belong to anyone before…