Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
“They wanted me to breed her,” he said, voice trembling. “But I can’t–I don’t. I don’t want that. I can’t–”
“And why can’t you?” Ilya urged, stepping forward even closer so that Ilya was pressed flush against Shane’s body. He could feel the pup shake against him. He pressed a knee in between Shane’s legs—a gamble. He grinned as Shane threw his head back on the wall, moaning. And just as Ilya suspected, Shane was hard, the length pressing back against Ilya’s leg. “Why can’t you fill her up with pups, Shane? Say it, puppy. Tell me why.”
“Fuck,” Shane gasped out, his hips rocking against Ilya. “B-because I want someone to fill me up. I wanna be filled, fuck, Ilya, please.”
Puppy hybrid Shane Hollander meets Wolf hybrid Ilya Rozanov.
