WHEN HIS WOLVES SING.
With a guttural growl that echoed into his soul, Leo gave in, throbbing deep inside him as he filled Quillon with his seed.
It took them both several seconds to gather enough wits to move. Leonardo pulled out of his neck first, then out of his ass. Quillon slumped against the wall, panting and shaking. He heard Leo drop to the mattress and fell back.
*****
["How many mates do we have?"] Quillon asked his tired wolf.
"The full moon is tomorrow, all will be cleared by then." Was all the answer Drift gave and Quillon could feel his wolf falling asleep.
["Hey, don't sleep, we need to get home."]
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