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“Fuck, your cunt feels so good…” Ambrose groaned as he slid every thick inch of his meaty cock into the other’s delicious hole, feeling it clench around him. “Bet it’s been ages since you’ve been properly fucked, huh? Since you’ve had a real Alpha fuck you so good you couldn’t speak?” His hips hammered into the other, his heavy balls slapping the wolf’s ass with every motion and he reached down to let two fingers pinch the wolf’s nipple. “This is what you needed, isn’t it? To be fucked by a wolf half your size?” Any charm he had used to get the Omega in his bed was now gone, the only thing that remained was his confidence as he continued to hammer his prodigious girth into the other.

The way Ambrose degraded Kiefer like this, mocking his submissive nature as he pounded and plundered the omega's warm, wet cunt filled his cheeks with a shade of pink in a manner that only a dominant alpha could do. He needed to be used like this, especially by a man whom he dwarfed in size and mass. What Ambrose lacked in scale, he more than made up for in dick.

"Sir, I..." he hesitated and played with his fingers, ever the shy boy. "I wanted to say that I appreciate your hard work. Not many can be a miner or do it well. I know it's not much of a praise but I'm not that good with those but I hope you know I mean it. I appreciate you and your work."

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"Look at the way you cleaned your plate, lad. Seems to me you're trying to flatter the cook- aye? The cook is indeed flattered-" he said, eyes twinkling in Godric's direction with much praise.

Arden and Laurent had no idea about Elio’s arrangement with Blaise. He knew there was no way they’d ever approve of the big bad wolf essentially owning their son. But despite enjoying being called pup, Elio wasn’t one anymore. He could make his own decisions. And of course, being the masochist that he was, Elio always went for men like Blaise. The alpha had slipped a note under his pillow, demanding that Elio meet him behind the barn at sunset. So, he cancelled his plans and did just that. Elio was sprawled out naked in the grass and staring up at the sky when Blaise approached, in which time he sat up on his elbows, looking over at his trousers and breeches that were in a pile next to the barn. Blaise had requested that Elio be naked by the time he arrived. “So, shall I expect a reward? You know, for being a good pup and following instructions so carefully.” Elio smiled up at Blaise, his cheeks blushing.

Send “Maybe?” if your muse has thought of kissing mine

"Greedy, huh? We might have more in common than we thought."

👚- What do they wear when they go to bed (pajamas, regular clothes, half naked)?

"I sleep in a shirt and shorts. Zion used to sneak in way back then and sleep with either me or Liam and I got used to dressing appropriately for him. Before that, I used to sleep in underwear but I used to sleep alone. Now I don't."

"Can't a wolf appreciate one's beauty, or is that now a crime?" the Sabre alpha cooed playfully, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips and causing his dimples to etch there.