Samandriel was close already and they had barely started. Now that his hands weren’t pinned, the angel shakily reached out to touch one of Lucaon’s hands. He knew that his master would be angry, but he needed to hold on to him. “Y-yes, please master, breed me.”
By instinct, Lucaon’s demonic eye flashed a bright red when Samandriel touched his hand and he growled while steadily thrusting into the Omega, a little faster and harder this time. He wasn’t comfortable with people touching him due to certain events in his past, it would be safer for everyone if they didn’t touch him. But he let this one slip, his Omega was in heat after all. “Good boy,” he growled and grabbed his servant’s hips tightly and pounded into him, his knot growing bigger and bigger until it finally popped inside the Omega, locking them together and let out a loud grunt as he pumped his seed deep inside Samandriel.
Samandriel let out a whine and came soon after Lucaon did. He didn’t feel feverish anymore, but he knew this was going last a few days and it was honestly scary with the amount of other Alphas that visited Lucaon, like Dean earlier harassing his friend.














