Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 22: killer by proxy .Dallas licked at his mating gland making Ford buck his hips, "You don't know do you? You'll always be kind of dumb and naive i guess." He kissed at the smaller's jawline, "I was born," he kissed his cheek, "And bred," he kissed the corner of Ford’s lip's, "To kill hybrid's like you." The hand on his chest moved, thumb grazing over his nipple as Dallas’s palm made it's way to his waist so he could lean in more. "But you've made it so fucking difficult for me, you know that?"The smaller tried to concentrate on the alpha's words but it was becoming too hard. The touches of his mate always made his mind hazy."Hybrid's like you aren't meant to exist. That's what my great-grandfather said to yours before he murdered him. You wouldn't know anything about that would you? No... i wouldn't imagine your grandfather mentioning it, considering my own father killed him. Let me guess... your parents didn't mention why you only know your m

Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 24: burning, simmering .Dallas knows he’s being difficult, pressed up against Ford’s back as they make their way down the aisle, but he can’t seem to stop himself, hands seeking to touch, body yearning for Ford’s. There’s this itch under his skin, the air conditioned store suddenly too warm.“How, exactly, do you expect me to do the grocery shopping with you clinging to me like a koala bear?” Ford huffs, irritated. He pushes back against Dallas, glares when Dallas doesn’t even budge, and Dallas doesn’t blame him, knows Ford probably thinks he’s just trying to tease him. He’s not, mind hazy, narrowing in on just Ford’s scent and how small and compact he feels flush against Dallas.Dallas noses along the back of Ford’s neck, breath puffing against his skin and Ford shivers despite himself, scowl something ferocious as he spins around in Dallas’s hold. “We’re at a grocery store!”“I know,” Dallas grins lazily, peeling himself away from Ford, just a

.Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 26: things never change .Their bed’s neatly made, Dallas’s doing, but as Dallas pulls out of Ford to drop him onto the mattress, he knows they’ll be throwing their sheets straight into the garbage once he’s done with Ford. Dallas makes easy work of his jeans, stepping out of his Timbs, before he climbs up and on after Ford, kisses Ford’s thigh, sucking a hickey there before pushing his legs apart. Ford’s hole clenches, so pretty and ready for Dallas’s cock. Lining himself back up, Dallas slides right back in, Ford’s entrance easy and wet, watches Ford’s kiss swollen mouth fall open, eyes squeezing shut. He’s so pretty when he gets fucked, so eager.Sweat drips down Dallas’s back, hips rolling forward into Ford, and the pace has to be fast, has to be brutal, nothing else feels satisfying enough. The need burns under his skin, Ford’s tight heat sucking in his cock, ready for him. He wants to defile him, fuck him full of so much cum, his belly sw

Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 28: a progress maybe . Dallas wakes up first, cock painfully hard again, and he groans, adrenaline spurring him to move, exhaustion forgotten as the rut clouds his mind. Ford’s curled up on top of him, still sleeping, maybe even just unconscious and Dallas just wants to go again, wants to pound into him, hump him, take Ford anyway he can get. He's not picky.Rolling Ford off, Dallas pulls out of him, watches cum and slick pool out of him and the sight never ceases to excite him, how Ford was fucked full of Dallas’s seed, how his belly was swollen, how no one could mistake Ford as anything but his. Ford’s body glistens with sweat and cum, and it has Dallas growling, mouth latching onto Ford’s nipple, sucking the bud into his mouth, hands all over him. He ruts down against Ford’s soft belly, licks away cum around Ford’s nipples only to sink his teeth down onto unmarred skin. There isn't much left, and that fills Dallas with pride, satisfaction,

Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 30: appreciation . **NEXT MORNING**Dallas woke up a few minutes ago, wrapping his arms around a petite figure.It's been a minute since they both slept together and so soundly. After the one week long rut that he had. Dallas expects Ford to loathe him for making him miss classes for a whole one week. Dallas can't help but think of ways to make it even better.Ford snuggled closely to Dallas’s chest, face nuzzled in his neck and his warm breath tickling down his neck. His pink lips parted slightly and eyes, closed and puffy, Dallas takes his time to study his beautiful features.Ford breathes deeply making Dallas coo at his baby.He slowly lifts his arm covering Ford’s thin waist and runs his hands through his hair, feeling it's soft strands between his fingertips.He continues his actions as Ford gets even closer, reaching into his warm touch.Dallas moves his hand down and maneuvers Ford slightly, his -well Dallas’s- oversized t-shirt falling