[ The power dynamic between them was stark, he knew it. Ignacio was ancient, experienced, a creature of great power. There was no reason for him to give Wyatt a second glance, let alone hold him in his arms. The kiss tasted forbidden, as if he was giving in to something base and beneath his station, but his instincts told him that this was what he wanted.
And what Ignacio wanted he would have.
Wyatt wasn't the only one with a growing cock, his own pressed beneath the dark material of his shorts. This was not a simple feed, one where he granted his 'victim' pleasure and left them. No. This would be more akin to the intimacy he reserved only for vampires, and he had accepted that fact the moment he called out to the wolf with his mind. There was no turning back now. ]
Now...
[ He whispered, his mouth wet as if the boy had conjured a powerful thirst within him. His tingling lips mouthed down Wyatt's jaw, then halted at his neck where he could inhale his scent deeply. His dark lashes fluttered, tickling his skin, and his possessive growl was beneath his ear. ]
You become mine.
[ His hold on him tightened, their chests so close together that it seemed as though Wyatt's pounding heart had brought Ignacio's to life, the beat of which echoed through him. His lips parted as the needle-sharp press of his fangs threatened one of Wyatt's thick veins before he spoke once more. ]
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And what Ignacio wanted he would have.
Wyatt wasn't the only one with a growing cock, his own pressed beneath the dark material of his shorts. This was not a simple feed, one where he granted his 'victim' pleasure and left them. No. This would be more akin to the intimacy he reserved only for vampires, and he had accepted that fact the moment he called out to the wolf with his mind. There was no turning back now. ]
Now...
[ He whispered, his mouth wet as if the boy had conjured a powerful thirst within him. His tingling lips mouthed down Wyatt's jaw, then halted at his neck where he could inhale his scent deeply. His dark lashes fluttered, tickling his skin, and his possessive growl was beneath his ear. ]
You become mine.
[ His hold on him tightened, their chests so close together that it seemed as though Wyatt's pounding heart had brought Ignacio's to life, the beat of which echoed through him. His lips parted as the needle-sharp press of his fangs threatened one of Wyatt's thick veins before he spoke once more. ]
Give yourself to me.
[ And then, they slowly began to sink in. ]