Chapter 8

Ian’s thrusts started slow, and Thomas moaned again. Gods, but it felt so good! He bent his head once more to Justin’s cock, and as Ian took him slowly he sought to pleasure the other wolf. He curled his hand again around the base of the thick shaft, to stroke and caress where his tongue couldn’t easily reach, and took the tip in his mouth, sucking and licking at it hungrily.

He felt the wolf’s cock starting to swell under his touch, and for a moment tensed, thinking Justin was about to come. Then he realized. This was a knot, which dogs had to keep their mates pinned close to them, as, it seemed, did werewolves. He shivered. There was something very appealing, in a strange and possibly twisted way, about how animalistic the wolves were.