He wouldn’t bleed for long. But while he did? Ah, the heat of it spilling over skin was heady. He shivered as it trickled down his shoulder until it dripped into a pool on the pillow beneath him. They’ll have to replace that… later.

Oh, Sam looked incredible with Matthias’ blood smeared across his lips. It prompted Matthias to surge up and claim his mouth in hungry kiss. He tasted Sam as he delved his tongue into the wolf’s mouth and the tinge of copper from his blood. Another shudder passed through him at the sheet violent eroticism of it.

“Don’t stop,” he demanded. The bed creaked beneath them and every deep thrust felt like it punched the air from Matthias’ lungs. And he wanted nothing less than that. He wanted to be claimed, to know Sam marked him inside and out. Using what little leverage he had, Matthias tried to pull himself up to meet each move.

Ah, but it was so easy to get lost in that sweet friction, in the feel of that delicious cock stretching his hole open and plowing into him. Dark eyes fell closed once more and his head fell back against the now-sticky pillow.

“Don’t stop,” a plea this time. Breathless and needy. “Ah, Su-bin, your dick feels so good…”