Alphas Feral Little Mate
my mate remarks to the other alpha with a chuckle, as they affectionately stroke my fur.
Frustrated by their mockery, I express my discontent by sinking my teeth into my friend's leg, causing him to abruptly turn his attention towards me. “Hey, no biting!” he scolds, delivering a swat to my rear end once more.
I find myself curling up even tighter in his lap, whimpering softly. The sound of my whimpers causes the puppies to join in, their tiny cries filling the air as they search for a nipple. In response, I relax my body and wrap myself around them as best I can, still nestled on his lap.
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