#promptstarter

Despite his large size, it always seemed like Kiefer was easily manhandled by men smaller than him. Not that this guy could be described as "tiny" by any means, but compared to Kiefer? Most were tiny. Some part of him wondered if his sheer mass made others seem him as a challenge. A thing to be conquered. Especially if they knew the equipment he was working with in his pants.

Kiefer often surprised himself with how often he found himself in this position, getting fucked by a stranger whose name he didn't even know. Such was the life of an omega, he supposed. Getting fucked by alphas whenever one (or both) of them were caught in a heat. Just nature running its course...

Kiefer always felt so embarrassed whenever he fell into an incurable heat. He knew it was perfectly natural for his body to succumb to his lupine nature, just like every other wolf in Athos did, but his lack of an official mate in his older age made him feel like such a whore for it.

He didn't what would've happened had he not been in the vicinity of a capable, virile alpha like Ty —whose name he didn't even know— when his heat overtook him. All he could do now is let his body experience the firm, steady hand of a dominant wolf as it spread his cunt open so perfectly.

"Thanks for this, I've been— ah," Kiefer says, his words interrupted by an unexpected stinging on his back. He made it out of the workshop burning more or less intact, but not without a scratch or two. "Swear I'm finding new cuts and bruises all over my body every other hour..."