The bedroom's door burst open. Killian carried Jason into the room, still holding him like a sack of potatoes. Jason's ass burned. He had no frickin' clue why Killian suddenly wolfed out and started spanking him. Before Jason's mind ran off with him, his mate threw him on the bed. Jason hopped a few times before he settled on the bed, staring wide-eyed as Killian started undressing.

Jason couldn't stop drooling as Killian slowly removed his dress shirt, button-for-button. His tail flicked back and forth with excitement, which gradually increased when Killian began unclipping his belt. Jason's only desire was to rip Killian's pants off. Killian was killing him slowly.

"That's what you get for setting Killian off," Cyron growled out. He, too, waited impatiently for their mate to finish undressing.

Jason swallowed when Killian removed his pants. His massive puppy-maker bounced free from its restraints.

"What did I do?" Jason murmured.

Cyron scoffed and said, "You called the other alpha sexy."

"Really? Killian lost his shit when I made an honest remark?"

"Wouldn't you get jealous if Killian did the same as you?"

Jason nodded absentmindedly when Killian finished undressing and started crawling toward him with hooded eyes laced with carnal hunger. As soon as Killian climbed on top of him, their conversation quickly ceased to dust. Jason wanted to apologize for his earlier statement, but Killian cut him off by capturing his lips, so the apology was quickly forgotten.

A light nip on the side of his hip brought Jason out of his lust-filled stupor. The second nip earned a yelp from Jason. He lifted his head and glared down at Killian while he was unbuttoning Jason's jeans.

"Really? Hickies?" Jason asked, puffing his hair out of his eyes.

Killian growled out and then nipped him near his belly button. "Yeah. I have to remind you who you belong to, since you like to tease me."

"I didn't do it on purpose. It was an observation when I made the comment."

Killian yanked Jason's jeans off his body. Killian then pounced on him, pinning Jason's hands over his head. In retaliation, Jason wrapped the tip of his tail around Killian's monstrosity and began gently stroking it. Killian upped the ante and began kissing and nibbling Jason on his neck, leaving several hickies behind.

A firmer tug from Jason caused Killian to moan, "Fuck! You're killing me, Jason. All I want to do is claim you as mine. To make love to you and show to show the world that you're my mate."

Killian's words washed over Jason. A stray tear escaped, running down his cheek. So Killian really wanted him? Deep down, there was always a hint of fear that reminded Jason that his mate wouldn't want to mark him as his. But all of his fears faded away with Killian's confession.

Jason cupped Killian's face as he whispered out the words he wanted to tell Killian the moment they met. "Mark me... make me yours"

[[.................Smut alert! Skip, if you have a weak heart, or are too innocent..................]]

Killian's eyes glowed golden for a second before he plunged down and devoured Jason's mouth. Jason moaned while bucking his hips. In his quest for friction, he rubbed his hard-on against his mate's. Killian began descending, kissing and sucking his way toward Jason's puckered nipples.

Jason's member twitched when Killian's warm tongue danced around his nipple. A moan escaped his mouth when Killian nipped his nipple, sending jolts of pleasure down Jason's abdomen. Killian continued torturing Jason with his tongue, reducing Jason to a blubbering mass of jelly. The lust-filled hellhound nearly impaled the headboard with his horns when Killian wrapped his lips around his throbbing prick.

Jason ran his fingers through Killian's black, luscious locks while Killian's head bobbed up-and-down. Too soon, to Jason's liking, his climax started climbing up his balls until he couldn't hold it back anymore. However, before Jason could jump off the cliff, Killian released his dick with an audible pop.

Grumbling at the loss of Killian's lips round his shaft, Jason lifted his head and pouted. Killian chuckled while moving over toward the nightstand. "Don't worry, Jason. Just getting the lube."

A slight blush spread across Jason's face. Even though he had dreamed of mating with Killian for the last month, no amount of wet dreams could have prepared him for the actual event. The pop of the cap made Jason swallow nervously. Before his mind could spiral into a frenzy, Killian returned to sucking him off. But this time, Killian added a lubed-up finger to the mix. Slowly, Killian's finger broke through Jason's rosebud. He expected it to hurt, but the pain wasn't that harsh, a bit weird though.

"Don't look so surprised," Cyron chuckled. "We're a hellhound. We have a higher pain threshold, which means we barely feel any pain."

Jason wanted to reply, but his mind couldn't string enough words together to form coherent sentences. Killian had found his prostate and was abusing it as if he was playing with a gaming console controller. Not that Jason was complaining one bit, but if Killian didn't stop soon, he'd pop his cork.

As if Killian read Jason's mind, he stopped giving Jason head and then pulled all three of his fingers out of Jason's pucker. Killian leaned down and kissed him passionately. "Are you ready, my love?"

Jason stared into Killian's green eyes while Killian lined his member up with Jason's ass.

"Yeah, I'm ready," Jason whispered. "Make me yours."

Killian didn't waste a second before he dove into Jason's sweet ass. Jason groaned as his mate filled him to the brim. Killian placed gentle kisses on the side of his neck while they waited for Jason to adjust to Killian's intrusion. With a flick of his tail, Jason slapped Killian on the backside. Killian growled out and then retaliated by snapping his hips back and forth. Jason hissed but actually enjoyed the rough pounding Killian dealt to his ass.

In a wild, mind-blowing dance of carnal pleasure, both of them soon reached their climax. Killian's movements became sloppy and ragged, while Jason's moans became shrieks of pleasure. Jason's arms and legs quickly snaked around Killian's neck and waist. He began licking the place where he was preparing to mark Killian while his mate did the same with him.

As the crescendo of their lovemaking approached, Killian picked up the pace. The sound of his balls slapping Jason's ass filled the room. Jason's hoarse voice turned squeaky. The overwhelming friction caused by his prick rubbing against Killian's chiseled abs quickly broke his resolve. With a gluttonous growl, Cyron pushed forward and bit down on Killian's shoulder as Jason plummeted down the rabbit hole. Hot cum spilled over his chest as Killian's last couple of thrusts drove him to completion. Soon, another growl shook the windows. Killian gave a last powerful thrust before he bit down on Jason's shoulder.

Jason gasped as the initial pain lashed across his neck, but that changed to an overwhelming wave of pleasure that made him cum again. He wrapped his tail around Killian's waist and pushed them closer together while they rode out their climaxes. With a last thrust, Killian slowly pulled out his ass-clever and collapsed beside Jason.

[[.........................Smut scene over....You can open your eyes now...................................]]

After their steamy, hanky-panky session, Killian pulled Jason into his embrace and kissed him on his mating mark. Jason groaned and then rasped out, "Quit it, will you?" He smacked Killian on the shoulder. "Give me a break before you devour my ass again."

Killian chuckled and then replied, "Ahh! Are you already spent, my dear?"

"Yeah. Yeah... Laugh it off. You're not the one who had to take a pole up the arse."

Killian laughed and then pecked him on the lips. "Don't worry. I have another idea." Before Jason could raise his hand in the air to ask what Killian meant, said mate climbed out of the bed and snatched Jason up into his arms.

Jason hissed as his ass throbbed. "Careful! You dick!" He flicked his tail and slapped Killian on the ass.

Killian growled and nipped Jason on the ear while he carried Jason toward the bathroom. "Don't tempt me, Jason. Spank me again and I'll bend you over the chair and fuck you into a wheelchair."

Jason's eyes widened. He swallowed nervously, not wanting to test his mate's threat.

"Oh, come on!" Cyron chirped in as Killian gently placed Jason on his feet. "Do it again and see if he does it. I'm game."

Jason shook his head. "Not happening... I'm barely standing as we speak." He wasn't lying. Jason could barely keep his knees from buckling out from under him. He had to hold on to the vanity cabinet for support.

Cyron grumbled, "Jeez, you're no fun."

Jason scoffed. Even though he had the stamina to carry on for several rounds of sex, his butt was definitely not. He pinched one of his ass-cheeks but felt nothing, nada. Killian pulled Jason out of his stupor by pulling him into the steaming shower. As scalding hot water touched his tired back and sore ass, Jason shuddered. A deep sigh escaped from Jason's lips as his aching muscles relaxed.

Killian chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, my love. I didn't mean to get too rough with you." Killian embraced Jason and kissed his mating mark.

"Don't worry, you weren't, but your dick needs a warning sign. Dangerous! Handle with care," Jason replied. Killian burst out laughing.

Killian reached over and grabbed a bottle of shampoo. "I'll be careful next time. But for now, let me take care of you."

And so he did. After they showered together, Killian carried Jason back to their bed, which was newly made. Jason's cheeks burst into flames. He felt sorry for the servants who had to change their soiled bedding. After Killian laid him back on the bed, Killian threw the duvet over them and snuggled with Jason.

Killian pulled him deeper into his embrace and whispered, "Good night, mate. Sweet dreams."

"You too, mate," Jason replied, lifting Killian's hand and kissing it before drifting off to sleep.