Kai attempts to grumble at the repeated threats to his dick, but it's obvious that he's too lost in how good their mate's mouth feels to really sum up any genuine annoyance. One of his big hands strokes gently through Kurt's hair, a little clumsily, and his voice is a rough growl when he manages to speak. "You feel so damn good, and you're so damn pretty, don't think I'd mind mucb if you did bite me, darlin'."
"Kinky," comments Leo, reaching out to unfasten Kurt's red cloak and drape it over a nearby branch. The human's modest dress is thoroughly shredded to ribbons, but the cape and hood are still salvageable. Leo's a practical sort, already thinking ahead about things like clothes for their much smaller mate, who'd be swallowed up in any of the clothes the wolves have stored away.
Corrigan, lounging in the grass, sated and smug, lording over his amorous pack, rumbles approvingly as Kurt is thoroughly bared. One of his hands smooths down the line of their beautifully arched back, enjoying the unobstructed view of Naseer's cock plunging inside Kurt over and over, those long, deep thrusts that every member of the pack knows so well.
"Just relax, little one," Corrigan murmurs, palm big and warm and rubbing in slow circles over the bruises already left on Kurt's hip, from his hands and Naseer's. "Relax your body, let him deeper inside. I know just how good Naseer's cock feels, how wonderful he can make you feel. Surrender to it, Kurt. Don't be afraid of feeling pleasure."
As he speaks, the alpha reaches our, smoothing a hand down the line of his mate's throat, feeling them relax, feeling the exact moment Kai slides into their throat. "Not too deep, let them get used to it," Corrigan murmurs, squeezing just a bit, just to feel Kurt swallowing convulsively. "Nice and slow, see? See how you can pleasure two of your mates at once, little one? See how much they're enjoying you? Let yourself surrender to being used, to servicing us. This is what you were made for."
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"Kinky," comments Leo, reaching out to unfasten Kurt's red cloak and drape it over a nearby branch. The human's modest dress is thoroughly shredded to ribbons, but the cape and hood are still salvageable. Leo's a practical sort, already thinking ahead about things like clothes for their much smaller mate, who'd be swallowed up in any of the clothes the wolves have stored away.
Corrigan, lounging in the grass, sated and smug, lording over his amorous pack, rumbles approvingly as Kurt is thoroughly bared. One of his hands smooths down the line of their beautifully arched back, enjoying the unobstructed view of Naseer's cock plunging inside Kurt over and over, those long, deep thrusts that every member of the pack knows so well.
"Just relax, little one," Corrigan murmurs, palm big and warm and rubbing in slow circles over the bruises already left on Kurt's hip, from his hands and Naseer's. "Relax your body, let him deeper inside. I know just how good Naseer's cock feels, how wonderful he can make you feel. Surrender to it, Kurt. Don't be afraid of feeling pleasure."
As he speaks, the alpha reaches our, smoothing a hand down the line of his mate's throat, feeling them relax, feeling the exact moment Kai slides into their throat. "Not too deep, let them get used to it," Corrigan murmurs,
squeezing just a bit, just to feel Kurt swallowing convulsively. "Nice and slow, see? See how you can pleasure two of your mates at once, little one? See how much they're enjoying you? Let yourself surrender to being used, to servicing us. This is what you were made for."