TAR chapter 14 - the alpha's rogue

-Xabien-

Horatio gasps, struggling for air at the sudden intrusion, gripping my hand tightly. “Rat, sweetie- are you ok?” I ask, worried that I was too harsh on him, that I didn’t prepare him well enough. When he pulls me down for another kiss, tangling his fingers through my golden curls, I feel him sigh into my lips.

“Just…this is very new to me, and I thought it’d be like your fingers, but it’s really not. You’re like- way bigger. So…just give me a moment,” he says with a light chuckle, and I nod, kissing his forehead. “Of course, as long as you need.”

He smiles brightly, and we stare into each other’s eyes for a while, until he taps my arm, bringing me back to the present. “I’m good now,” he says with a smirk, and I feel my face heat up a little as he tenses around me lightly before relaxing again.

Easing out of him, I push back in slowly at first, letting him get used to the feeling until I quicken my pace at our mutual request, and begin pounding into him harder, reaching more deeply within him, and messing Rat up from the inside.

He moans loudly with nearly every thrust, his voice intoxicating me whilst his fingers grip mine, his walls tight around me; even with the preparation I did and his own wetness. The room is filled with my deep growls and grunts, which are quickly overshadowed by Rat’s sexual moans, which seem to resonate off the walls, imprinting themselves deep within my mind.

Not like I’m complaining, if I could listen to Rat moan all day, it’s the next best thing after his laughter.

The only other sound in the room is the most lewd; a wet, slick sound as I pull out of him before thrusting back in, his silky liquids dribbling out of his hole deliciously.

I think I have an ass kink. I swear I never did before, but now. I can’t tell which I enjoy watching more; Rat’s expressions of ecstasy as I plunge deeply into him, or where said plunging is occurring. The sight of his hole sucking me inside, tight around my cock to near bursting point, with his liquids slowly escaping each time I pull out…

I’ve never been so utterly transfixed as I have in this moment as I make love to my mate.

“Xabi!” Rat screams my name as he comes across his chest, his eyes droopy with lust whilst I moan lowly as his channels tighten inexplicably around my cock, seemingly sucking me in deeper whilst I feel white hot pleasure travelling through my body like the lightning Rat’s touches give me.

Leaning forward, I let my fangs transform like they’ve been itching to, watching as Rat does the same. I gently lick at the crook of his neck on the left side whilst he does the same to me. Kissing him gently once as I continue to thrust in and out of him, I slow my pace just as I plunge my fangs deeply into his neck, feeling my wolf howl as Rat does the same.

Biting down harder; probably harder than I should, I revel in the feeling of finally claiming my mate as my own. Releasing him from my fangs, I lean back, trying to pull out, only his channels are so tight, and at some point when he bit me I came and- oh no.

“Um, sweetheart,” I say gently, stroking his cheek gently, giving his mating bite another lick to clean the wound, which is already starting to heal. He laps tiredly at the bite he gave me, a massive grin on his face.

“As much as I love the feeling of you inside me, especially when you filled me up with your cum, that was incredibly sexy, to be honest. Anyway, think you could pull out now? I’m exhausted,” he says tiredly, and I bite my lip.

“I can’t,” I say, blushing slightly. Rat peels one eye open, staring up at me. “What do you mean?” Tracing my fingers over the mark I’ve left him with, I smile apologetically. “Well, it turns out I’m one of the werewolves that can knot.”

Rat stares at me for a moment, before blushing deeply. “Oh- oh…isn’t that like, really rare? It’s a characteristic mainly gone, as it isn’t needed as an evolutionary advantage for more reproduction or whatever,” he muses, and I nod.

“I didn’t realise I could,” I say, kissing his forehead. “How did you not realise? Didn’t you knot that girl you slept with before?” He asks, and I shake my head.

“Nope, although…this has been an entirely different experience. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed sex so much before,” I say, beaming at my mate. Rat smirks back, before a gorgeously wide smile breaks across his features.

“I was good then?” He asks a little hopefully, and I nod emphatically. “Babe, you were amazing. Thank you. I uh, hope you liked it too,” I say, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. Rat blushes, tracing the lines of the mate bite he left on the left of my neck.

“I may not have anything to compare it with, but I don’t think anything would even compare to that anyway,” he says genuinely, and I can’t stop myself from kissing him again.

“I’ll move us so we can get some sleep, I have no idea how long my knots last; do you think you’ll be able to sleep with me still…in you?” I ask, cringing at my wording, but there’s really no other way to say it.

“Hmm, I should be ok. And if you decide you want to fuck me again once your knot has gone down, make sure to wake me up for the fun,” he says with a mischievous smirk which has me blushing once again.

Laying us down with his back to my chest, I drape my right arm over his waist, kissing his neck softly. “Goodnight sweetheart. Thank you for being my mate,” I whisper. Rat hums, twisting back to look at me as he captures my lips with his softly.

“Goodnight, Xabi. Thank you for being my mate,” he says with a poke to my chest, before he grimaces at the angle the movement pushed me into him in, and I carefully turn him back around, not sure if I want my knot to deflate quickly, so that Rat can sleep more soundly, or slowly, so that I can be as close to my mate as possible.

In the end, I never find out how long it takes, because we both fall asleep quickly, the sound of Rat’s steady heartbeat lulling me into a comforting sleep.