The moment Rhett’s fangs broke skin, sinking deep into his flesh, Eli thought it would be only pain. But what he felt was different from the sharp and searing sensation coming from the animal fangs digging into his shoulder. Yeah, it did sting, but beneath it something richer bloomed, going beyond nerve ending reactions. Eli had never been much of a poet, but if he were to describe the gamut of sensations going through him, a combination of fire and sweetness poured in his veins at once, rushing straight to his brain.
Had he ever noticed Rhett before? Definitely. He was one handsome fucker, but besides that, it was that slipped confession that made Eli believe everything was alright. Maybe it was a bit juvenile – or maybe it was a little crush – but it was still better than nothing under the circumstances.
Rhett Donovan had liked him before this freakish situation started.
The enormous knot inside his ass was pulsing now. Eli knew, with post-coital clarity, that the imprinting or whatever this thing was, worked both ways. Rhett was tied to him now, with his cock and insatiable lust. Maybe not only that.
His brain, soaked in endorphins, was most likely struggling to make sense of an impossible situation. Whether it was coping or not, it didn’t matter. Rhett belonged to him now.
Rhett held him down with both hands, moving very little until he brought himself to a halt. Eli could tell that the knot was growing even bigger now. He whimpered, not wanting to make Rhett feel guilty for it, but because he was getting hit with another climax. Damn, his dick was working overtime; it was no longer funny.
“Fuck me more.”
Was that voice really his? A dizzy heat spread through him, and his head tilted back, while his lips parted to let out a string of vulgar demands. His body was trying to comprehend this new sensation of fullness. He felt full – in his ass, in his lower belly, in his entire being – in a way he never had before. With that knowing came a hunger for getting fucked within an inch of insanity, a longing that curled inside his belly and left him shivering with need.
When Rhett finally tried to draw back, Eli’s body followed instinctively, already missing the closeness between them. The mark throbbed inside his neck and shoulder; it wasn’t pain, which surprised him to no end. What Eli could say about it was this: the bite was his mark, and he cherished it, like a secret that was only his. An undeniable truth humming through him - he was no longer alone. He belonged to Rhett.
But the knot inside him was the real deal. It showed no signs of going down, which meant they were locked together. Like dogs.
The thought was beyond funny, but Eli found it hard to laugh because his lower belly was a mess, and his puny dick kept on squirting.
“How do you feel, Eli?” Rhett’s voice was low and coarse.
Eli looked over his shoulder. It was strange to see Rhett in a tender light after the guy had fucked him into submission for hours. But it looked like the bite had a positive effect on the lycan prince.
“My mark on you,” Rhett whispered, while he began to lick Eli’s shoulder, easing the throbbing, “is what ties us forever. What hunts me hunts you now. Do you understand?”
“Don’t go all mushy on me now,” Eli said sternly, caught by a deep sense of embarrassment triggered by Rhett’s unusual gentleness. “My dick keeps spurting, and your knot in my ass drives me nuts. How long do you think I can last cumming and cumming like this?”
Rhett sighed. “It’s not that easy. We’re in a lock, and we must wait it out.”
“Seriously?” Eli moaned when Rhett just shifted his position a bit. “And how can you be so calm with a vampire out there hungry for your blood? No, scratch that. How can you be so calm with your cock so deep inside me?”
Rhett’s low moan made his hair stand on end, but in the best way possible.
“I’m struggling,” Rhett replied, his voice soft and pleading. “If I let my lust take over, I’ll keep you in this room for three days and three nights until we both become too dehydrated to move at all.”
“That sounds dangerous.” Eli felt his fingers and toes curling as another wave of pleasure coursed through him. The size of Rhett’s knot was directly proportional with the sensations he was experiencing. “Is that thing going to stop growing, eventually? I’m at the point of bursting, and I have no idea what sort of jizz my dick is still capable of shooting.”
“This is a lycan prince’s knot. You can’t exactly command it as you see fit,” Rhett said.
“Great,” Eli breathed out. “So, are we just going to wait?”
He grunted as Rhett pinched his ass hard. But his very own lycan prince slid out of his ass in one fell swoop.
Eli stared at Rhett’s huge knot in disbelief. “Fuck me sideways.” He quickly put a hand to his backside. “Is my ass ever going to go back to normal? Don’t just pull out like that!”
Rhett laughed, which only annoyed him. “I had to. I really meant it about being unable to get out of you for days and nights. It would be a stupid way to go, don’t you think?”
Eli pursed his lips and fingered his ass slowly. It was puffy, leaking and still not completely closed, although it looked like it was getting there.
“Stop doing that,” Rhett warned him.
“Do what?” Eli asked, focused on getting as much cum out of his ass as he could, given the circumstances.
He yelped when Rhett pushed him on his back, his feet up in the air. Again. The knot slid through the closing asshole, forcing it open. Fuck, the sensation teetered between pain and pleasure, making his mind go blank.
It looked, however, like Rhett was a monument of self-restraint, because he never pushed his entire knot inside Eli. That had to be because they risked getting locked together again, which would be bad, with a vampire on their tail, bent to draw blood.
Still, that came with its fair share of problems, because now the knot was holding Eli’s ass wide open. Surely, after this, he’d leak all over.
Rhett’s cum. A frisson shook his body. Why did he love this so much? His throat was getting dry. Damn, he needed more of Rhett’s cum. He needed it in his ass, his mouth, his belly, in his hair, on his skin, everywhere.
“I’m hungry,” he whimpered. “Give me your cum, Rhett.”
Under any normal circumstances, he’d never say such an embarrassing thing. Yet now he was begging to be fed another load because his tongue tingled with need. Just like his ass, but that damn jerk was getting plenty.
“I’ll cum in your mouth then,” Rhett said through grunts and moans.
More brutal than before, he pulled out. Eli’s ass hurt, but more likely from losing that delicious knot than being practically broken after all that crazy fucking. It was enough to have Rhett’s dark cock in front of his eyes that he threw himself at it, gobbling down like it was nothing. It was in his throat now, and the bulge at the base was in his mouth, filling his cheeks.
This had to count as kinky sex. Eli had had no notion of any sort of sex before being fucked by Rhett, but it was only common sense.
Delicious jizz flooded his throat while above him, Rhett cursed and begged the high heavens for having Eli as his personal cum dumpster.
Was this hunger ever going to lessen? It seemed impossible, right at the moment. Still, Eli felt his mind clearing the more of Rhett’s cum he was gulping down. With one hand over his stomach, he used the other to rub his dick hard. Lo and behold, he could still cum, even after all that craziness.
“Do you like eating my cum, bitch?” Rhett asked in a voice so tender that his dirty words almost made no sense.
Eli pulled back slowly, still licking everywhere and chasing every drop. “I love it,” he said. “Do all lycan princes have such tasty jizz?”
Rhett’s hand was in his hair, pulling his head back. Eli met the burning glare wide-eyed. “You are mine,” Rhett growled. “You won’t be tasting or sucking or humping any other’s cock and knot, do you understand?”
“Come on, don’t take it so seriously,” Eli mumbled. Rhett’s sudden bouts of violence didn’t scare him; but they filled him with a need to be taken like a bitch, and they didn’t have time for that. “I’m yours.”
“Good,” Rhett said shortly. “Now wipe your mouth and plug your ass with something. We are not going to sit here and wait to be hunted.”
“What are we going to do?” Eli asked, brushing the back of his hand over his mouth. He licked it after that, since he still wanted to eat everything.
Rhett gave him a long look filled with meaning. “We are going to become the hunters. Are you with me?”
“Obviously. I need to dress. You should, too.”
Rhett shook his head. “I don’t need clothes. The closer I get to Veyr, the more the beast inside me will fret to take control.”
“Okay,” Eli agreed. “Maybe I should go naked, too. What do you think?”
“No,” Rhett growled. “No one should see you naked besides me.”
Eli nodded, lost in thought for a moment. “That’s a fair point. So, what’s the plan?”
“We must approach the vampire’s lair cautiously. He doesn’t know I imprinted my bitch and the extent of my power. I am counting on the element of surprise. Before we go, Eli, I want you to promise me something. Whatever you see happening, whatever you think, if Veyr bests me and I become his victim, promise me you’ll run. Run as fast as you can, as far as your legs can take you.”
“Like I’d leave you and take a hike,” Eli snorted.
Rhett caught his arm and squeezed hard, so hard that Eli started to squirm. “Promise me. My mark is inside you. As long as you’re alive, he won’t win. Do you understand?”
Eli gulped hard. He had no choice but to agree. So he nodded slowly.
“Good. We’re going now. Keep close to me. There are plenty of beasts outside that have yet to have fucked their full. Even if you carry my mark, they might still be mad with lust. We must reach Veyr’s lair without incident if possible.”
“Do you know where that is? The vampire’s lair, I mean?” Gosh, it still sounded so weird to talk about vampires and whatnot like they were real. Which they were, apparently.
“Yes. It is the place he’s housed in, granted by the faculty,” Rhett replied.
Eli pondered this information for a moment. “Do you think our president knows about it?”
Rhett shook his head shortly. “I don’t believe so. But Blackthorn contains arcane information that cannot be find anywhere else. I came here to study it.”
“Like that book,” Eli said. “By the way, with everything that happened, I don’t even know where I left it.” He threw a disoriented look around the room.
“It is right here,” Rhett said. “We’ll take it with us.” He handed it to Eli, who was already dressed, busy as he’d been to find a change of clothes while talking to Rhett.
He took the heavy tome from Rhett’s hand and put it inside a shoulder bag. If nothing worked, maybe hitting Veyr over the head with it might just do the trick.
“I guess I’m ready,” he said.
Rhett surprised him by pulling him close and giving him a searing kiss. “I’m glad you’re by my side,” he said in a low whisper that made Eli’s shoulder throb again.
And his dick hard. Seriously, that thing needed to take a break.
***
They were out in the field separating the main building from the coquette mansions housing the professors who preferred to live on campus. Eli couldn’t stop a shiver of fear as the expanse of green stretched before them. He didn’t like it, being out here in the open. The full moon made everything appear stark and abnormally clear, yet Eli still worried that beasts had to be hiding everywhere in the long shadows stretching left and right.
“Do we make a run for it?” he asked in a soft voice.
Rhett scrutinized their surroundings with a frown etched on his face. “They are lying in wait.”
“Who?” Eli asked from a corner of his mouth.
“The others,” Rhett said in a somber voice. “It is a thirst in every wolf to aim for the crown when chaos erupts.”
“In plain English, please,” Eli said, his heart stuck in his throat already.
“They will attack me. Climb on my back. We’ll make it to the other side.”
“Is this certainty or just positive reinforcement?” Eli whispered.
Rhett smiled at him as their eyes met. “A little bit of both.”
Eli didn’t comment on it anymore. Rhett’s back was now covered in dark fur, so it was easy for Eli to climb on his back and hold on tightly. Still, he was barely ready when Rhett stole across the field.
It took a lot of effort not to cry out as the night air brushed his face like a strong wind. His palms were sweaty and his hands were starting to slip which filled him with a new sort of dread. He was about to shout at Rhett to slow down, when something hit them from the side like a freight train.
Eli had never been in a car accident or any accident for that matter, but he thought it had to feel like this. The force of the impact shook them both and made Eli fly through the air like a rag doll. He rolled on the ground, holding his bag close to his chest. Weirdly how, under the circumstances, his biggest fear was to not lose that book.
He grunted as he finally stopped. A face appeared above him as he was trying to get up, and sounds of a nearby fight reached his ears.
“How’re you doing, bitch? Miss me?”
Eli began dragging his ass backwards, away from the source of this new dread. Cole Stratton – it had to be him despite the fur and mad eyes – howled, throwing his head back, then fell on all fours, his muzzle low, while he prepared to pounce.
tbc
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