Kurt whines as they're deposited into the furs, breathless and sweaty and sticky with come and herbal ointments. As delicious as their climax had been, as good as it had felt to come by Alpha's hands, they're left feeling... empty. Oddly, profoundly empty. It's a strange sensation to immediately follow pleasure like that, but that's the only way they can describe it. Are they really just that greedy? So insatiable for cock that, even seconds after coming, they want to go again?
Perhaps. But it's more than that too. They had done just as Alpha asked, and yet they hadn't earned his knot. Was it not good enough? Did they not do it right? Did their pleasure not please him? They don't sense any malice in his words, his touch, but the approval they so desperately wanted from him doesn't come either. It's frustrating, yes, their body still wants to take his knot so badly, but they also feel their stomach drop just as it had when they woke up, their heart clenching.
Not good enough. They have to work harder. Do better. Prove to Corrigan that they're worthy of keeping around, of being their mate.
The sudden rush of wolves to their side both soothes and overwhelms them, distracting them from what was sure to be a plummeting anxious thought spiral. Kai and Benji both rush over to lave their skin with kisses, swiping their bloody tongues over their face and quivering thighs, making Kurt cringe and whine. "P-Please," they murmur softly, absently petting at Benji's neck, his fur damp with blood and morning dew.
"Give them space," Naseer says sternly, having shimmered out of his wolf form as soon as he smelled the confusing cocktail of pleasure and dismay. "You're crowding them. Let them breathe." Shooing the younger wolves away, the beta kneels in front of his little mate, gingerly brushing their hair out of their glassy eyes. They look beautiful like this, but something feels... wrong. He glances up at his Alpha, questioning. Did something happen while they were away?
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Perhaps. But it's more than that too. They had done just as Alpha asked, and yet they hadn't earned his knot. Was it not good enough? Did they not do it right? Did their pleasure not please him? They don't sense any malice in his words, his touch, but the approval they so desperately wanted from him doesn't come either. It's frustrating, yes, their body still wants to take his knot so badly, but they also feel their stomach drop just as it had when they woke up, their heart clenching.
Not good enough. They have to work harder. Do better. Prove to Corrigan that they're worthy of keeping around, of being their mate.
The sudden rush of wolves to their side both soothes and overwhelms them, distracting them from what was sure to be a plummeting anxious thought spiral. Kai and Benji both rush over to lave their skin with kisses, swiping their bloody tongues over their face and quivering thighs, making Kurt cringe and whine. "P-Please," they murmur softly, absently petting at Benji's neck, his fur damp with blood and morning dew.
"Give them space," Naseer says sternly, having shimmered out of his wolf form as soon as he smelled the confusing cocktail of pleasure and dismay. "You're crowding them. Let them breathe." Shooing the younger wolves away, the beta kneels in front of his little mate, gingerly brushing their hair out of their glassy eyes. They look beautiful like this, but something feels... wrong. He glances up at his Alpha, questioning. Did something happen while they were away?