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The sharp points of Maki's canine teeth now sink painfully into his lower lip in spite of the waning moon, its weak light hidden behind decades of smog and nicotine stains. Fuma is his pack alpha. The thought of taking anything from him is terrifying. It's thrilling.
Maki is nauseous with desire.
The barest hint of a smile tugs at one corner of Fuma's mouth. "That's my boy," he murmurs. He lowers his center of gravity and raises both hands, elbows tucked inward. "Come on then."
Maki's rut hits in the middle of the night. Alpha to alpha, Fuma helps him work it out.
