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title: tying the knot

word count: 1,948

content warning: depictions of blood, minor violence, smut

summary: your werewolf boyfriend, jace, was in a rut. he had been avoiding your calls and texts all day, burdened with the urge to mate. you visit his home to find the house trashed, and you eventually decide to help him relieve his carnal urges...

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You laid back with your phone in hand, eyes glued to the notification bar as you waited for your boyfriend's text message. You two had been planning to venture downtown to explore the new carnival that just opened the night before. You sat up in your bed, stretching your taut muscles as you groaned in annoyance. You pulled your hair up into a messy bun and grabbed your car keys. Jace always had his phone on hand, you hoped he was okay...

You began to wonder if maybe he was antsy about going out tonight. It wasn't a full moon, and from what you knew, he had exemplary control over his transformations. It also couldn't have been first date jitters, as the two of you had been dating for almost six months.

"Hey, Peanut." You greeted your poodle as you made your way downstairs. You grabbed his near-empty dog bowl and filled it with more food and water. You heard a buzz come from your phone, and you almost dropped the bowl trying to fish it out of your jacket pocket. You swiped the lock screen open, expecting it to be from Jace. Instead, you were greeted by a message from your mom.

"Fuck," you cursed. You sat the phone down on the counter and called your dog over. "Come here, boy!"

The pads of his little feet thumped against the tile as he made his way over to you, tail wagging at the sight of his filled bowl. You watched him eat his food and brushed his brown curls back with your hand. "I'll be back, baby."

You sighed and stepped outside into the chilly September breeze. You hoped that Jace was okay. He texted you pretty much every day. You figured that he might have just lost his phone.

The drive over to his house was filled with radio chatter. The streets were mainly empty due to almost everyone being downtown for the carnival, so the drive there was a short one. You spot his house at the end of the street and parked in front of his driveway.

You spot his car parked in its regular spot, so you knew he was home. Was he asleep? You grabbed the keys out of the ignition and stepped out, shutting the door behind you. You tightened your jacket as the breeze picked up around you, hurrying your way up the walkway and to the front door. Then, something made you stop in your tracks.

The door was open.

A feeling of uneasiness settled in the pit of your stomach. You stepped up onto the patio and peered inside the door. It was only open ajar, but was still a cause for concern. You pushed the door open as your eyes settled on the disaster inside his house. Sofa pillows were shredded, with foam spilling out of the pillowcases from what only could have been slash marks. There was broken glass on the floor from objects being thrown. A broken potted plant looked like it had been flung against the living room wall.

"Jace?" You called out. You walked closer to the sofa and found more claw marks. Nothing seemed to be stolen or out of place. You started to wonder whether he possibly transformed or not. This could only have been his doing.

"Jace." You called out again. You turned around to see his guarded, menacing presence atop of the staircase. You gasped from surprise. His appearance was rigid, and his eyes were wide. His posture looked stiff and his gaze was unyielding. Dark, piercing eyes were dead set on your person.

"Babe, what happened? Are you okay?"

"You need to leave. Now."

You felt like you were just struck. "What? Jace, what's going on?"

His voice came out strained, like it physically hurt him to get the words out. "Y-You need to go before I lose control."

You could tell that transformation wasn't the problem here. He was visibly human, but he looked insatiable. Animalistic. Primal.

As if sensing your thoughts, he continued.

"I'm not myself right now," he choked out. "I'm going through a rut."

Your eyebrows drew in with confusion. "A rut? What's that?"

"It's where I get the urge to mate! Werewolves get them from time to time, but...you need to go, please."

Your eyes widened with understanding of the situation, and a faint blush coated your cheeks. "Wait, so you're like...in heat?"

"Yes," he replied, exasperated.

Jace whined in pain, which came out more like a howl. You stepped closer, but he balanced it out with a step backward. "Don't."

"Does it hurt?"

He nodded frantically. "Yes. It's like a burning sensation all over...God, it hurts so fucking bad."

"What happens if you don't, um....mate?"

"The longer I go without mating, the more likely I am to transform and hurt someone," Jace stepped backward so that he touched the wall, sliding down until he was sat on the ground beneath him. "Baby, please...just go."

You stepped closer.

Jace's eyes widened. "Don't. You don't understand."

The sight of him in such pain was agonizing. Sweat coated his lips and forehead as he fought to maintain control over his wolf, but it was slipping rapidly.

"Let me help you," you whispered.

"You don't know what you're offering. It's not like making love, it's..." His voice faltered as he tried to gather the words. "It's rough. It's primal."

He stood up, hands clenching hard around the banister of the stairs. His words sunk in, but at the same time, you could not take your gaze off of his anguished expression.

"I want to do this." you insisted.

You took another step closer, his eyes locked on you. His hands tightened more so around the banister. the wood splintering and cracking under the inhuman pressure. Your insides twisted in apprehension, meanwhile you felt a familiar warmth pool between your thighs.

Jace could smell your arousal, a low growl rumbled from his chest. He stepped down the stairs to where you were, hand cupping the side of your face. His touch was gentle, his tenderness managing to ooze through his aggressive exterior.

His chocolate eyes stared daggers into yours, his fingers curled around the base of your neck. "I don't want to hurt you."

He nuzzled his face in the nape of your neck, inhaling your scent. "God..."

Rough, hungry kisses nipped at your neck. "Last chance. Once I start, I'm not going to be able to stop."

Your eyes were half-closed, and you almost forgot where you even were. It was no surprise how easily you allowed yourself to melt into his kisses. His hands dug into your sides as he pulled your body against his. You looked up at him, feeling your heart slam against your ribcage when his golden yellow eyes look back at you.

"Let me do this for you," you whispered softly, and the wolf inside him finally caved.

He slammed you against the wall, all restraint now abandoned. His lips, hungry and demanding, bit at the soft skin of your neck as he ripped off your new top and flare cut jeans. His tongue entered your mouth, volatile and invasive. He bit down hard on your tongue, causing you to yelp. Blood trickled out of the fresh wound as he suckled the red liquid harshly, the taste of it going straight to his erect cock.

His fangs, sharp and angry, poked out of his gums. His claws cupped your chin, raising your face to look directly into his. "My bed. Now."

His lips and teeth stayed connected to your skin as the two of you made your way upstairs. Your neck was covered with bruises, saliva, and indents of his sharp teeth that you knew would be sore as hell in the morning.

He pinned you down on the bed before he abruptly flipped you onto your stomach. Although the wolf had seemingly taken over, you could not help but notice the hint of carefulness in each touch. His own clothes were long gone, and he stuck his fingers inside your wet pussy with absolute no warning, making you gasp.

His eyes flared yellow at your display of excitement, making his cock ache. He lined himself up between your wet folds, not bothering to give you a chance to prepare before he thrusted inside you with one try. You cry out from the painful thrust, pressing your face into the mattress, grinding your teeth so hard together you think they may break. Your fingers dug into the bedsheets until your knuckles blanche. He pounded into you, manic with lust, as he chased his own pleasure.

The sound of his skin slapping against yours and your broken moans pierced through the still air of the room. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back as he managed to go even faster than before. Your tight cunt clenched around his shaft, the mix of pain blended with pleasure coursed through your body.

His strokes were violent and selfish. His hips jerked forward without care as his sole priority was satisfying his urge. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you gasped for air, desperately trying to catch your breath as the wolf had his way with your tight cunt. You whimpered from the pain, which drove him even more feral. He leaned forward and bit down on your shoulder, which made you stifle a scream.

He bit hard enough for fresh, tiny droplets of blood to appear on the mark his teeth left. He quickly soothed the stinging bite with the soft warmth of his tongue. Your mind was foggy with fatigue and pleasure. All of the times you two had been intimate, you'd never seen this side of him before. He was almost unrecognizable, but your body only craved the unrelenting abuse more and more.

Your pussy got wetter around his cock, the familiar cramping in your tummy caused you to whine. Your orgasm hit you all at once. "J-Jace..."

The wolf roared as he felt you cum around his cock. He reached around and squeezed your throat, fucking you hard and fast through your orgasm. "Such a good fucking mate..."

He continued to fuck you hard through your climax, burying his cock deep inside of you from base to tip as his knot began to form. You felt him expand inside you, stretching you out painfully. You squirmed underneath him, the pain taking you by surprise. You started to panic. "Jace?! What's happening...??"

Jace's breathing was shallow and came out in quick, short bursts. Beginning to come down from his amorous high, he comforted you. "Shhh...it's normal. It's the knot. Just breathe, baby."

He leaned down and promptly kissed the back of your neck. "Fuck, you're so beautiful."

His cock pulsated inside of you, his seed spurting deep into your womb as the knot bound you both together.

"Good thing I'm on birth control," you spoke breathlessly, drowsiness enveloping you like a blanket.

He chuckled at your words and gingerly moved the two of you so that you were both lying on your side. He snaked his arm around your tummy as he nuzzled the back of your head. You could still feel his throbbing cock fill you up, his knot ensuring that none of it spilled out.

He pulled a blanket over your frame. "Get some sleep, baby. It's going to take awhile before the knot goes down."

Your eyelids were heavy with exhaustion, and you finally allowed them to close. Jace's arms circled around you possessively, the melodic beat of his heart lulling you into a needed slumber.