THE BEAST-BOUND CAPTAIN'S CAPTIVE
He growled low in his throat, fingers bruising Ren's hips as he slammed forward, burying himself deep in one brutal thrust.
"Fuck, Renault," Axton snarled, his voice rough with raw need. Ren's cry was sharp, a mix of shock and pleasure that only drove Axton wilder. He didn't pause, didn't give Ren time to adjust, his hips snapping forward with a relentless, punishing rhythm. The room filled with the obscene sound of skin against skin, Ren's broken moans, and Axton's ragged breaths.