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“That’s my good wolf,” Gio murmured, leaning over to give Carter a kiss. He didn’t let it go for long because he was as needy as the alpha.

“Don’t move,” he reminded Carter as he grabbed the lube from the nightstand. He poured some in his hand to warm it before reaching around to rub lube on his back hole. Carter watched Gio get himself ready, pupils blown with need.

“Are you going to sit on me?” Carter asked. “Ride me?”

“Maybe,” Gio purred.

“Let me watch,” Carter begged. “I want to see you work that tight hole open for me.”

Gio turned and bent over to give Carter a nice view. He spread his legs and reached back to rub a single finger over his entrance.

Carter hissed out a breath. “Let me rim you. I don’t need to move to use my mouth on you.”

“No,” Gio said, pressing a finger inside himself. It felt good, but not as good as when Carter did it for him.

“That looks good, baby,” Carter said. There was a ripping sound. Gio looked to the side to see that Carter's hands had partially shifted, and his claws were cutting into the sheets.

“Poor wolf,” Gio teased. “Has to lie there and watch.” He pressed another finger in, making him moan.

“I’m going to take the place of those fingers,” Carter growled. “I’m going to fill you with my cum. Maybe I’ll knot you. I’ll get so big inside you that we’ll be locked together for the rest of the night.”

“Yes,” Gio whispered. Carter’s words made his actions feel all the more intense.

“You’re not open enough yet. One more finger,” Carter urged. “You can get another finger in there for me.”

Gio wasn’t sure how his attempt to tease Carter turned into the wolf taking control of the situation. He shouldn’t be surprised, Carter loved to do things like this. Anything that turned Gio on.

Pressing a third finger in caused a little burn, but nothing bad enough to diminish his pleasure. He moved his fingers in and out a few times, enjoying the motion but staying away from his prostate. He wanted to save that pleasure for later.

“Now spread your fingers out,” Carter ordered. “Show me how you can stretch yourself so you can take me.”

Gio separated his fingers, working his hole open. Behind him, Carter moaned and there was more ripping. “I can’t wait to see that hole used, wrecked, and dripping.”

“Same,” Gio panted. He couldn’t wait any longer either. Withdrawing his fingers, he shuffled around until he was facing Carter. Straddling Carter’s thighs, he grabbed the lube bottle and poured more in his hand.

He wrapped his slippery hand around Carter’s throbbing shaft and stroked a few times. Carter watched Gio’s hand, body tense and shaking.

When Gio maneuvered himself over Carter’s cock, the wolf grabbed his hips.

“Slow and easy,” Carter ordered. When left to himself, Gio tended to go too fast, and it would hurt at first. Carter’s hands forced him to lower himself at a sedate pace.

Even though it was killing them both.

“Carter!” Gio whined, trying to force Carter’s gorgeous dick into his tight hole despite the wolf’s grip on him. Carter easily held him off.

“Slow or none,” Carter gritted out between clenched teeth. “I only want pleasure, no pain.”

Carter lowered him one agonizing millimeter at a time. When Carter finally bottomed out inside Gio, they both moaned loudly.Gio closed his eyes and let his head drop back, savoring the moment.

Carter’s grip loosened. Opening his eyes, Gio met Carter’s gaze and rocked a little. He felt so full with Carter’s shaft buried inside him. They kept eye contact as Gio lifted himself up the length of Carter’s shaft.

“So hot and tight,” Carter husked. “I won’t last long.”

“You don’t have to,” Gio promised and slammed down. He cried out as Carter’s long dick pegged his prostate.

Reaching down, Gio wrapped a hand around his own cock and started pumping in time to the movement of his hips up and down.

“Fuck yeah,” Carter groaned. “Work that pretty cock, baby. Cover my chest with your cum.”