Mateo, a fearsome assassin, died. He reincarnated in another world and transformed into a rugged gray-blue wolf, Mateo fate intertwines with Landon, a captivating white wolf possessing an air of regal mystery. As they navigate this mystical landscape, a unique connection blossoms between them, transcending the boundaries of species. Amidst the challenges of survival and secrets waiting to be unveiled, Mateo and Landon relationship deepens, evolving into a bond of trust and unexpected affection. Their enthralling story explores the enigma of love that transcends forms, forging a romance as captivating and enduring as the moonlit night.
About a month had passed, and Mateo had already reached the fifth level as a spirit beast.
Restless, Mateo transformed fireballs into various shapes.
It was a rainy day, unfit for hunting or training. His body felt unusually warm, almost feverish since morning, so he remained in the cave to practice control.
At some point, the sky had darkened, and Mateo looked up to see a full moon.
Memories of another full moon day flooded back.
After completing a mission, he had intended to leave, but something exploded, causing a heavy iron plate to fall, crushing his hand. Medical examination confirmed it was permanently damaged.
Glancing at his now dexterous paws, Mateo felt fortunate he could at least use them, even if it was as a wolf.
"What are you doing?" Landon's voice suddenly appeared behind him.
Mateo was startled, looking down, "Nothing. Just observing. Today is a full moon day."
Landon expression flashed a hint of panic.
Full moon?
A surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen.
Damn it!
How could he forget today was that day?
Not hearing a reply from Landon, Mateo turned around to find Landon's suppressed expression. Worried, he walked over to his side, "Are you okay?"
Mateo assumed Landon was in pain and went to lick his neck.
Landon had done the same for him a few days ago, and it felt incredibly soothing.
Upon contact, a surge of electricity flowed between the two wolves, but Mateo dismissed it as static and continued licking.
Unaware, Mateo failed to notice Landon's body stiffening and the subsequent surprise and desire in his eyes.
Such an electric sensation wasn't significant under normal circumstances, but on certain days, like today, the meaning changed.
For example, during mating season, when wavelengths match, a touch could electrify and trigger intense arousal.
Although he hadn't initially considered Mateo as a partner, Landon knew Mateo's soul was unique and had been curious, planning to train him as a subordinate and pass the time.
But due to forgetting that today was the mating season, his intentions had taken a turn.
However, he could only engage with Mateo in his wolf form now.
But using his wolf form meant recognizing Mateo as a mate, as wolves had only one mate for life.
Was he really falling for Mateo?
Well, it didn't feel bad. Landon lips curled slightly.
Landon licked Mateo's ear and gently nipped it with his teeth.
The sensitive ear prompted a moan from Mateo.
Unintentionally, that moan ignited Landon's desire.
Landon lowered his head, tentatively licking Mateo's sheath.
Not surprisingly, Mateo moaned again, and his sheath grew larger, his erection evident.
Landon felt a sense of satisfaction amidst his struggle and resistance, and he continued licking.
Lost in pleasure, Mateo was unable to retain his rationality to analyze the significance of the situation.
It wasn't until Landon's tongue ventured into his rear, penetrating his inexperienced passage with a longer tongue than a human, causing a jolt of pain, that Mateo snapped out of it.
He turned his head in astonishment, looking at Landon, whose massive male organ was engorged due to desire.
Finally, Mateo understood—Landon was seeking to mate with him!
Although he wasn't averse to same-sex relations, having occasionally engaged with attractive young men while still human, he had never engaged in that particular act... No, the current issue wasn't just about that.
The issue now was that the other party was a wolf! But then again, he was a wolf now too!
As Mateo hesitated, Landon, overcome by his own desire, mounted Mateo.
His enormous shaft penetrated Mateo's tight entrance, eliciting a painful cry.
Landon suppressed his urge to thrust into the tight passage, instead focusing on licking Mateo's ears and neck in an attempt to ease his discomfort.
Once Mateo had acclimated somewhat, Landon began thrusting forcefully, while still attending to Mateo's sensitive areas.
The sensation in his rear had numbed, and the friction from the massive male organ against his inner walls sent shivers through Mateo.
His cries of pain transformed into whimpering moans. When the scorching hot wolf member brushed against a certain spot, an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over Mateo.
The initial pain had subsided, and his arousal returned.
Sensing Mateo's response, Landon quickened his pace, targeting that specific spot.
Amidst the intense thrusting, Mateo climaxed, causing his entrance to clamp down suddenly.
The unexpected tightening expelled Landon from within.
His engorged knot remained trapped in Mateo's entrance, releasing scalding liquid deep inside.
Mateo turned his head slightly, glaring fiercely at Landon.
However, the alluring glint in his eyes inadvertently conveyed a seductive message to Landon.
The recently relieved male organ grew erect again, and Landon's desire reignited.
He thrust into Mateo's entrance once more.
...
When Mateo opened his eyes, he saw Landon placing the tastiest part of a spirit beast's body in front of him.
Landon extended his tongue, licking Mateo's ear, and asked, "Are you alright?"
His body?
Mateo finally woke up and remembered everything from the previous day – the rather discordant activities with Landon throughout the night.
"You... you... I... I..." Mateo stared blankly at Landon.
How adorable, the thought flickered in Landon's mind, but his expression remained cold as he said, "Yesterday was mating season."
"Ah? Oh, oh..." Mateo made incoherent sounds.
So that's what happened.
Of course, there were no females here, so he couldn't expect anything else during mating season.
Well, he did enjoy it too... Mateo tried to console himself over the fact that he had been consumed by lust.
Sigh, since he couldn't win in a fight, he could only console himself.
Observing Mateo's conflicted expression, Landon's amusement grew, though his expression remained devoid of emotion.
He continued, "Aren't you going to eat? If you don't want it, I'll take it away."
"Huh? No, it's not like that." Mateo's attention immediately shifted to the food, and he began eating ravenously.
Watching Mateo, Landon let out a faint chuckle, enjoying Mateo's internal struggle, all while maintaining his poker face.