His Liege

The Intended

The boy in Lucian's arms had succumbed to sleep. The king knew he would soon need to wake his mate, but he waited until the last moment. Their entourage had stopped a little ways away from the castle. The she - wolves took the boy, and began preparing him as Lucian shifted into his wolf to once again lie in wait for his mate. He trotted off into the forest, waiting just beyond a line of trees.

Stelian was startled awake by the sound of hooves pounding. He sat against a large oak, and watched as the riding party departed. Memories flooded his senses and he shortly returned his demeanor to calmness, while the internal terror continued. This must be the part where I am claimed, he thought to himself.

There was a sudden rustle in the brush ahead. Stelian's heart lurched, and he held his breath in fear. The wolf from earlier emerged, the moonlight shining on his silky pelt. Stelian sucked in a breath before scrambling to his feet. The animal growled threateningly, and dipped low to the ground, as if preparing to lunge. Stelian did the only rational thing his mind would allow. He ran.

Lucian scoffed at the sheer ridiculousness of his sweet boy. Running from a wolf, prosperous, yet it gave him a lovely view of Stelian's backside and hips as the boy darted away. Oh, how he loved the chase, and this time, his game ended with the ultimate prize.

Stelian ran as fast as he could. His feet pounded the snow as he bounded forward, his body barely missing the trees. His muscles screamed for him to stop and his ankle rolled more than once, but he pressed on. Surely enough, he managed to lose the wolf. Or so he thought. Lucian lurked in the trees, slightly worried with how hard his boy panted. He looked beyond terrified, and while Lucian would normally thrive on the fear of his prey, Stelian's fear unsettled him.

His breathing was labored. Stelian legs burned from the exertion, he must have run at least a few miles. Silver spots danced across his vision, as the sounds of past snarls roared in his ears. He heard the rustle again, and watched in dismay as the wolf came through the brush.
That is, until the wolf turned into a man. King Lucian stood before him, in all his naked glory.

"I do not understand." The boy whispered, wide eyed and panicked. Lucian walked toward his mate, using his power to ensure Stelian's submission. He reached his mate, drawing Stelian against his nude form.

"Hush, love. Let us depart." Lucian whispered softly, kissing Stelian's forehead before scooping him up into his arm.

The king was the wolf. Stelian did not understand how it had happened, and did not want to believe what he had witnessed, but he could come up with no other explanation. The king was the wolf.

Lucian walked calmly through the wood, however, not oblivious to his mate's befuddlement and caution. The boy had subconsciously situated himself closer to the king, despite his conscious fear. The boy's distractive thoughts gave Lucian time to navigate where they were headed.

After a while, they reached a cottage on the side of the mountain. There were guards stationed a little ways off, and torches lit around it. Lucian carried Stelian through the wooden doorway. Inside the cottage, there was fire going, a trunk of clothing and weaponry, and an arrangement of thick pelts and furs for a sleeping place. Lucian walked over to the pelts, and set the boy down on them.

Stelian looked up at the king, who hovered above him. The air between them was thick as Lucian leaned closer until their lips just barely touched. Stelian's blue eyes were completely locked with Lucian's dark ones. He paid little attention to Lucian's hands sliding his trousers off his body, until Lucian cupped his ass. Stelian jerked forward, moving Lucian's hand away. Lucian ignored his deflection, slipping his hand under Stelian's thigh.
"Do you wish for answers now, or shall I claim you first?" Lucian asked, his hand hooking Stelian's leg around his waist.

"A-answers, my lord." He stuttered out, releasing a trembling breath. Lucian hummed, burying his face in Stelian's neck, kissing and nipping at his lover's soft spot. Stelian was unable to stop the moan that left his lips.
"P-please, m-my lord." He said breathlessly.

"Say my name." Lucian replied, biting down softly. He paused only to slip Stelian's shirt off over his head.

"Lu-AH, Lucian." Stelian moaned. Lucian pulled away, admiring the dark bruise he left on his love's neck. "Please tell me, what are you?" The boy begged. Lucian internally sighed, placating himself with the fact that he would be inside his mate as soon as formalities were finished with.

"I am a king to your village, because I am the alpha of the wolves protecting this territory. And you are my mate."

"But if your the king, could you not have any wolf you want? Why would you take a human?" The boy asked.

"Much like humans have arranged marriage, wolves also have an intended. You are my intended, made for me. And I for you."

"How do you know?" Stelian whispered.

"That, my love, is something I can only show you." Lucian replied, pressing his lips fully against his mate's.

Lucian kissed him heavily. His tongue traced Stelian's lips, demanding entrance. One hand slipped down and gripped his shaft, stroking it in time with the strokes of their tongues. Stelian was a mess under him. Sensation clouded the boy's mind as he submitted himself to the king.

Lucian pulled away briefly, running his padded thumb over Stelian's swollen bottom lip.

"I will have you in every way tonight." Lucian vowed before sliding his finger into his love's entrance. Lucian set to vigorously preparing his lover to take in his considerable size.

Stelian's gaze traveled to Lucian as he was throughly worked. His body throbbed with both pain and pleasure. His breathing was shallow as he swooned over the king's rippling muscles and comparatively large manhood. He couldn't think, he could only give himself to the feelings Lucian gave him. Soon enough, Stelian felt the blunt edge of Lucian line up with his entrance.

"I cannot guarantee this will not hurt, but you are to tell me if I hurt you in any way. Do you think you can trust me?" Lucian asked him.

"I-I trust you." Stelian replied. Lucian smiled, placing a chaste kiss against Stelian's soft lips. Then, without further prompting, he hitched Stelian's legs around his waist and snapped his hips forward. Once he was buried to the hilt, a feral growl ripped from Lucian's chest. The vibration of the sound and the feel of Lucian inside him left Stelian breathless. Their lips sealed again in a bruising kiss, managing to ignite even more heat between them. Lucian slowly rocked his hips back and forth, swallowing Stelian's moans, before he pulled away, his dark eyes meeting the gentle blue ones of the boy under him.
The boy whimpered as Lucian picked up speed, his own hips beginning to move in time with Lucian's thrusts. Thin fingers weaved themselves into the fur below as Lucian's member brushed against his spot, sending a rain of sparks through his body.

Lucian smirked at his love's soft gasp, before angling himself to hit the spot with each thrust. Lucian could feel his thick member throbbing in his boy's tight ass, his heavy sack slamming into the base of Stelian's hole. He grabbed Stelian's member, tugging and squeezing the shaft from base to tip.

Stelian keeled, hopelessly lost in the throng of pleasure his mate provided. But before either of them could reach their release, Lucian's rough hand released Stelian's shaft and slowed his thrusts considerably, making sure Stelian could feel every inch of their bodies touch. Stelian's hooded blue eyes looked at him and Lucian knew his boy was completely and utterly his, malleable to his will, and his will alone.

Lucian pulled boy forward, until their foreheads touched and began thrusting into him with such a merciless pace, that Stelian knew his legs would not support him for at least a few days to come, at least not without each step reminding him of Lucian's passionate claiming. Lucian moved his head to the cradle between Stelian's neck and shoulder. His teeth came down from their sheaths, before burying themselves in Stelian's cream skin, forever claiming the boy as his. Stelian lasted only a minute longer, white streams of fluid shooting from him, followed closely behind by Lucian. Stelian lay motionless as Lucian's animalistic side tended to his mate, licking away the semen and leaving deep love bites all over his love's abdomen and chest. Stelian's hand came up, resting in Lucian's soft and sweat soaked hair. Their eyes met again, and no words were needed as they made a silent promise to belong to one another for eternity.