By Zephyria 
It was an act that was too barbaric to be called a kiss. Yes. It was definitely an action that couldn’t be called a kiss. It wasn’t just his imagination, but the brutish tongue, which was physically twice as thick as usual, was rummaging through his mouth as it pleased. It was difficult to breathe with just that. Carlisle’s body temperature, felt through his tongue and the skin that touched, was abnormally high. It was a strange heat that seemed to make one’s brain sizzle.
“J-Just a moment… euut, Carlisle…!”
He tried to turn his head somehow to find room to speak, but it seemed that even that was felt to be offensive to the current Carlisle, who seemed to have lost his mind. He heard a displeased growl, and then his shoulder was bitten once. It didn’t leave a wound, whether it was just a warning without applying force, but the sensation of the long, sharp teeth scraping against his skin sent shivers down his spine.
Beastly, thick fur had grown all over Carlisle’s body under his hands. He hadn’t completely transformed into a wolf. Ears and a tail had grown, his body was half-covered in fur, and his teeth and nails had changed quite savagely, but… he had become significantly closer to the appearance of a beast than when he had seen him once before… He desperately wanted to believe that. The situation that would follow was obvious to anyone, but it was better for his mental health to think that way.
The light clothing he was wearing had already been torn to shreds long ago. It was because his entire body had physically swelled up. But even taking all those physical changes into account, the abnormally dilated pupils, which showed no sign of understanding, made Carlisle look like a beast more than anything else.
If he tried to escape from under him even a little to secure his breathing, his wrist would be grabbed roughly. He couldn’t scream that it hurt, afraid that a servant might pass by in the hallway, or that Nicole might be coming to wake him up. He wanted to bite his lip and hold back the sound, but it was difficult to do so because of the gluttonous kisses that poured down. His vision was slowly spinning. He was too short of breath.
“Heu, heueuk, keuk…!”
He didn’t want to evaluate himself like this, but there was no suitable term to replace it. At this moment, the beast that was covering him seemed to care only about… touching the female he considered his own. After his lips were sucked so much that he could feel them swelling up in that short time, it was his body in his nightgown. The hot, thick tongue licked every part of his body without missing a spot, as if picking out the fur of a companion. Of course, it wasn’t really like the camaraderie of picking out fur. Judging from the fact that the movements of the tongue licking the nape of his neck, the space between his legs, and the depths of the inside of his arms, where pheromones appeared more intensely than other places, were particularly persistent.
He would rather take off his clothes. The sensation of the thin fabric soaked with wolf saliva clinging coldly to his bare skin was approaching as another stimulus.
However, Carlisle, who had lost his human intelligence, didn’t know how to take off his clothes, or perhaps it didn’t matter whether he took them off or not, and he didn’t take off his nightgown easily. He tried to wriggle his upper body to take it off himself, but he was warned again. His side was gently bitten. Again, not painfully.
In his first life, a sword made with those teeth had pierced his heart. Even if it wasn’t intentional, if he applied just a little force, it wouldn’t be difficult for the soft flesh and bone fragments to crumble under his savage teeth. But strangely, he wasn’t scared. Even if Carlisle had lost all reason, if it was Carlisle… he had a strange conviction that he would never hurt him.
He was a little doubtful when he saw the monstrous thing below his waist, which, like other parts of his body, was physically more than twice as large, but, well, that was really the case for now.
The beast, lowering its posture, diligently pushed its snout between his legs. He unknowingly narrowed his knees and groaned at the sensation of the hot body temperature, which was boiling with fever, touching the sensitive inner thighs, but Carlisle paid no attention and stretched out his head.
“…Euut!”
The hot, wet tongue began to lick the thin underwear. It was an excessively hot tongue. Enough to instantly soak his back hole.
Perhaps sensing that obscene liquid was pouring out under the piece of cloth, Carlisle supported the back of his thighs with his hands, making him spread his legs wide, and then buried his nose in his underwear, which was becoming soaked with saliva and love nectar, and sniffed. It wasn’t just sucking… he was smelling it so openly, as if he were a dog looking for food. It was shameful, but the inside of his hole tingled. Rose-scented pheromones leaked out little by little. He was also getting hot for no reason at the barbaric movements that only rubbed his nose and tongue without even taking off his clothes.
He attributed it to Carlisle’s body temperature and quietly shrank his two legs, which were firmly held by him. Carlisle didn’t greatly restrict his movements as long as he didn’t try to escape from him. It seemed difficult to breathe with his face trapped between his thighs, but he was happily digging in.
If he glanced down, the monstrous pillar, which had been standing red since he had first kissed him, was still throbbing with an unusual momentum. Geez… If he was this excited, shouldn’t he start thinking about inserting it? But Carlisle didn’t know how to take off his underwear and was still playing with his tongue with his nose buried in his lower body.
In fact, he had done so many things with Carlisle that there was no need to give meaning to the insertion itself, but Carlisle and he had never gone all the way. Could that be why? Was it because he had no experience that he didn’t know how to insert it even when he had lost his reason…? The fact that he wasn’t thinking of shoving something that was like a weapon just by its existence into his hole was definitely something he should be grateful for, but he was strangely disappointed. Anyway, he wasn’t in his right mind either.
“Carlisle, you’re a good boy… huh?”
He hadn’t really become a dog just because he had lost his reason for a moment, but he cupped Carlisle’s cheeks as if he were coaxing a puppy and met his eyes. When he kissed his smooth forehead after barely raising his upper body, which was limp and difficult to move, Carlisle forgot how to resist as if he were possessed and slowly raised his head following his touch.
The growling was nowhere to be found. The whining of the beast sounded as if it were being affectionate.
Now their positions were reversed. He was on top of Carlisle. While rubbing his lips softly against his forehead and bridge of his nose, he busily pulled off his nightgown and underwear with his hands. Carlisle, who had been mindlessly lost in the shower of kisses he was giving, slowly realized his intentions and passionately rubbed and touched his exposed bare skin.
His waist trembled involuntarily. Was it because the palms stroking his chest and squeezing his sides tightly were excessively hot, and the arms with fur growing on them were excessively rough?
“Hiiiit…!”
When he slyly brought his genitals to the monstrously erect pillar, Carlisle soon cleverly grabbed his pelvis and thrust his lower body up. Perhaps because he was half-beast, the amount of pre-seminal fluid flowing was incomparably greater than usual. No scent came from the genitals of a beast that wasn’t an Alpha. It was just the musty smell of semen. That was even more erotic.
Heu, euuk, euueuk, euut… He somehow bit his lip and muffled the sound. Every time Carlisle, who was holding his body tightly, moved his waist strongly as if he were inserting, the hot pillar stimulated his erect genitals. The place where they collided was the front, but every time his skin rubbed, and every time dizzying electrical signals sparked, his back became soaked. No matter what he did with his clothes, the bed sheets would be like this…! He was about to have that thought, but before long, his mind was often completely evaporated.
Could he insert it? Today, at last, that big pillar…
The reason why they still hadn’t crossed the final line, despite having had so many opportunities, was also due to Carlisle’s excessively large genitals. He had never dared to insert it because of the fear that his stomach might be torn. It had been like that even when he was in his normal (as far as it was compared to now) human form, but it didn’t seem possible after he had grown even bigger than that.
“Euueuk, euut, heueung……”
A strange stubbornness arose. Just as Carlisle wanted to devour him, he was also impatient to monopolize the beast in front of him right now. He wanted to have him. He wanted to keep the wonderful beast, who was so innocent that he couldn’t even think of taking off his underwear even when he had lost his reason, but had such a monstrous devotion below his waist, in his grasp forever and never give him to anyone. A shred of ethical consciousness fueled the unscrupulous possessiveness and burned it black.