The way all five of the wolves can just grab them and lift them into the air like they weigh nothing should be terrifying to the little human. Instead, Kurt is thrilled to be manhandled, clinging to Kai as he yanks them into his lap, bouncing them on his cock over and over, like a child's ragdoll. It has them sobbing with pleasure even before Leo joins back in, filling them back up, reaching so deep, so deep, into places they didn't even know they had.
Kurt had never in their life thought pleasure like this possible. The wolf brothers plow into them, both at the same time, so fast, so deep, so hard, and what should be killing them just has them screaming in ecstasy. There's nothing they can do but hold on for dear life and let Kai and Leo ravage their body, arms shaking with the effort to hold themself upright. Eventually, they just give up trying, collapsing against Kai's chest with a wet little noise while the wolves continue fucking their brains out, never once stopping.
"Yes, p-please, please, please!" they cry, mindless and unseeing, unable to form other words, other thoughts. Their little mate is entirely consumed with desire, with the need to be mated, taken, claimed by the pack—all at once, if they must. It is the greatest pleasure they've ever known, the greatest joy, and they never want to be without this again for as long as they live.
Naseer watches the show, amused where he's sitting, curled up against Corrigan's side. "They really are trying to wreck them," he purrs to his Alpha, knowing the younger wolves wouldn't dare actually break their mate. With how much of their spend Kurt has already taken, how many claiming bites they've gained, their body already changing from it all, it would take true malice to actually hurt them at this point. They were born for this, for the pack, after all. His fingers idly play with Benji's hair, feeling the youngest wolf vibrating in place, so eager to finally have his turn with Kurt even as he has his Alpha's cock down his throat. "Think they'll leave anything for poor Benji to play with?"
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Kurt had never in their life thought pleasure like this possible. The wolf brothers plow into them, both at the same time, so fast, so deep, so hard, and what should be killing them just has them screaming in ecstasy. There's nothing they can do but hold on for dear life and let Kai and Leo ravage their body, arms shaking with the effort to hold themself upright. Eventually, they just give up trying, collapsing against Kai's chest with a wet little noise while the wolves continue fucking their brains out, never once stopping.
"Yes, p-please, please, please!" they cry, mindless and unseeing, unable to form other words, other thoughts. Their little mate is entirely consumed with desire, with the need to be mated, taken, claimed by the pack—all at once, if they must. It is the greatest pleasure they've ever known, the greatest joy, and they never want to be without this again for as long as they live.
Naseer watches the show, amused where he's sitting, curled up against Corrigan's side. "They really are trying to wreck them," he purrs to his Alpha, knowing the younger wolves wouldn't dare actually break their mate. With how much of their spend Kurt has already taken, how many claiming bites they've gained, their body already changing from it all, it would take true malice to actually hurt them at this point. They were born for this, for the pack, after all. His fingers idly play with Benji's hair, feeling the youngest wolf vibrating in place, so eager to finally have his turn with Kurt even as he has his Alpha's cock down his throat. "Think they'll leave anything for poor Benji to play with?"