The Alpha

Noah had always been small.

At 5'7" and slim, he was used to being towered over. But nothing could have prepared him for Rowan.

Rowan was 6'9" of pure muscle and barely contained power. He was the alpha of the local werewolf pack, and he had been watching Noah for months. Every time Noah went for a run in the woods near his cabin, he could feel those golden eyes on him.

One night during a full moon, Rowan finally approached him.

Noah was on his usual trail when a massive shadow stepped out from between the trees. Rowan in his half-shifted form was even bigger than usual — broader, with claws and glowing eyes.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” Rowan said, voice rough and deep.

Noah’s heart was pounding, but he didn’t run.

“You’re terrifying,” he said honestly.

Rowan stepped closer. Even in this form, he moved with predatory grace.

“And yet you keep coming back to these woods,” he said. “Every night. Hoping I’ll find you.”

Noah didn’t deny it.

Rowan reached out and grabbed him by the waist, lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing. Noah gasped as Rowan carried him deeper into the woods and pressed him against a large tree.

“I’ve been patient,” Rowan growled, voice vibrating through Noah’s chest. “But the full moon makes it harder to control myself.”

He ripped Noah’s clothes off with his claws — not enough to hurt, but enough to show how little control he had left. His cock was already hard — massive, thick, with a knot already starting to swell at the base.

Noah’s eyes widened.

“That’s not going to fit,” he whispered.

Rowan smiled, sharp and hungry.

“It will.”

He spun Noah around and bent him over, one massive hand on the back of his neck holding him in place. He spat on his fingers and pushed two thick digits into Noah’s hole, working him open roughly. Noah moaned and pushed back against them despite the stretch.

When Rowan finally replaced his fingers with his cock, Noah cried out. The stretch was intense — way more than anything he had taken before. Rowan went slow at first, letting Noah feel every inch as he was forced open around that massive cock. But once he was halfway in, his control snapped.

He grabbed Noah’s hips with both hands and slammed the rest of the way in.

Noah screamed.

Rowan didn’t stop. He fucked Noah with deep, brutal thrusts, growling with every stroke. The knot at the base of his cock caught on Noah’s rim with every thrust, stretching him even wider.

“You’re mine,” Rowan snarled. “This little hole was made for alpha cock. Made to be bred.”

Noah could only moan, completely overwhelmed. Every thrust punched the air from his lungs. He had never felt so small, so full, so completely claimed.

Rowan reached around and wrapped one huge hand around Noah’s cock. He stroked him roughly in time with his thrusts.

“Come,” he ordered. “Now.”

Noah came with a broken cry, his cock pulsing in Rowan’s hand as he made a mess of the tree in front of him. His hole clenched hard around Rowan’s cock.

Rowan groaned and shoved his knot all the way in. It locked inside Noah, stretching his rim to its limit. Rowan came with a deep, rumbling growl, flooding Noah’s insides with thick, hot cum. There was so much of it that it leaked out around the knot, running down Noah’s thighs in heavy globs.

They stayed locked together like that for a long time. Rowan held Noah up easily, even as his legs gave out.

When the knot finally went down enough for Rowan to pull out, cum poured out of Noah’s stretched hole in thick streams.

Rowan turned him around and gathered him into his arms. He was surprisingly gentle now that the rut had eased slightly.

“You’re staying with me tonight,” Rowan said quietly. “And every night after this.”

Noah was still shaking, cum leaking down his thighs, mind hazy from being fucked so thoroughly.

He should have been scared.

Instead, he rested his head against Rowan’s massive chest and whispered,

“Okay.”

Rowan held him tighter.

“Good,” he murmured. “Because I’m not letting you go.”

He carried Noah back to his cabin like he weighed nothing.

And Noah let him.