NAK Drabbles [Ghost Adventures] ✔

17. Feral (+18) [Werewolf AU]

PROMPT: Werewolf AU
SUMMARY: Zak and Nick are Feral!Alpha werewolf mates. During a battle with a rogue pack, Alpha leader Nick is suddenly pulled away from the fight and finds himself chasing down the scent of another-- an Alpha leader.
RATING: Explicit as fuck
WARNING: Dark themes, this is borderline non-con! Primal Play kink.

Blood hung in the air thick and heavy. Nick's nails were caked with it and his chest was splattered from those he had killed and maimed. His face was drenched with it on one side, but it was his own blood and instead of another's. It stung the deep scratch that marred his skin, stretching from above his eyebrow and over his eye and down to his cheek. The wolf that had given him it didn't live very long after.

He was an Alpha of his own pack, protecting his territory. Then, another pack, filled with rogues, stepped over. The battle commenced shortly after and Nick had ripped wolves limbs from their bodies in a need to establish his dominance.

While Nick's own blood lust ran through his veins, as his eyes searched for more of the other pack to devour and kill, something else was igniting in his navel. He snarled, his fangs glistening with saliva in the full moon above him. Heat devoured his thoughts of killing and, now, all he could think about was fucking. Just putting his cock in a warm hole and pistoning his hips.

Top lip curled back, he growled. His brown eyes began to glow red and he turned his head to the side.

A sweet scent rolled over his nose and inhaled sharply. His nostrils flared at the delicious smell. Nick growled again and he sprinted off.

The blood slowly dispersed as Nick ran away from the battle and toward the sweet scent that he just wanted to devour and maul and fuck the hell out of. Nick snarled as he jumped over fallen trees and rocks.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared from behind a tree and Nick slammed into the person. The sweet scent flooded his senses and the tall figure snarled as he fell to the ground hard. Nick growled, hands gripping the flesh, sharp fingernails drawing blood, and hard muscles recoiling beneath Nick's touch, in attempt to keep the large male figure beneath him. But, at the smell of the sweet scent, Nick's growl turned into a lust filled timber, and he leaned down, pushing his weight onto the figure. He buried his nose in the thick black hair and down the strong neck. The body beneath him twisted and turned, but Nick held a tight grip on him.

The figure growled, fangs flared, as he tossed his head back and forth.

"Mine," Nick snarled and snapped his jaws down hard on the thick tendons of the larger male's neck.

The figure went still underneath Nick, hands unclenched the dirt beneath the pair, and exhaled loudly. Dirt flared up around the figure's head at the sudden hard puff of air of the exhale.

Nick unlatched his teeth from the other male werewolf's neck, licking away the blood with a gentle swipe of his tongue.

Then, swiftly, Nick grasped the other werewolf's hips and flipped him over, pinning the figure again to the forest floor. Hips fit in between strong legs. The figure moved sluggishly, growling lightly. Hands grasped wrists and placed them above the figure's head. For the first time, Nick looked down at his mate and his brown eyes flashed red in a territorial movement when he saw his mate's eyes.

They were such a deep sapphire, but the moment they stared at Nick, they flashed red.

An Alpha, Nick thought.

The Alpha with the deep sapphire eyes had thick black hair and a chiseled chin. But, damn those lips... they were perfect!

Nick could hardly resist the urge to lean down and kiss them.