Mated to the Wolf (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 5

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I was sweating and stiff when I woke up, well- not the penis kind, the my-wrists-are-still-zip-tied-together kind of stiff. I shifted lightly, feeling Brutus' warm breath on the back of my neck. He wrapped his beefy arms around me tighter, nuzzling into my neck whimpering lightly.

"Brutus?" I gently called out. His answering grunt was the only indication that he heard me.

"Can you snap these?" I whispered lightly blowing air onto his eyelids to get him to wake up. He opened his emerald green eyes, lightly lusted with gold tinges, and rasied a curious eyebrow, which shocked me. I don't know why it did exactly but I guess I just thought that since he was a werewolf, he was, well, an animal. So when he did human like things, like raise his eyebrow in curiousity, it made reality hit me that this was NOT just an animal. This was a human being unjustly prisoned and trapped in a cage.

"Stavan?" Brutus growled out in question, his voice still raspy from sleep, which was INCREDIBLEY sexy. I raised my arms in front of his face and his eyes hardened, grabbing my wrists he pulled them apart with little to no effort, making me grunt in pain. Brutus then began to lick the bruises on my wrist, hoping to heal the nasty purple and yellow bruises. When he was satisfied with my wrists, he let me go to snuggle against me again. I gently touched the flesh around my eye, checking to see how tender it is, but shocked when I felt no pain. How had I healed so fast?

I was startled out of my thoughts when all the rest of the lights in the cell turned on, making me sit up and squeak an embarrsingly girly squeal when I realized that Brutus was naked.

There goes my virgin eyes.

I rolled off the bed and landed on my back with my eyes closed. Peering up, I see Brutus' wild red hair and bright eyes, surrounded by freckles peeking over the mattress in anticipation.  Since I couldn't tell if it was light out due to lack of windows, I couldn't tell if someone turned the lights on, or they came on automatically.

Pushing myself off the floor, while searching out into the dark lab area, I realized I had to pee really bad. Like, bladder bursting bad. Turning around towards the area of the destroyed toilet, and seeing it well, destroyed, I honestly had no idea where to do my business.

"Uh-Brutus?" I turned toward him with a blush, already seeing his eyes shoot to mine. "Were you just staring at my butt?1" I asked incredulously, full face turning red. His response was a cheeky smile, showing off his sharp, large incisors. That's peculiar, are they always there? Shaking my head lightly of my thoughts, I watched him drag his form into a standing position.

"Toualéta?(Bathroom)" He questioned me in his native tongue, tilting his head to the side like a dog. I sighed, frustration making my cheeks turn red as I didn't understand what he was saying.

"Brutus I don't understand your ancient language, but I really need to use a bathroom." I answered  shyly, rubbing the back of my neck anxiously. He suddenly clapped his hands loudly, making me jump a foot in the air, pointing at me.

"Yes! Batroom!" Brutus answered excitedly, making him look extremely boyish. I nodded and laughed lightly, and he grabbed my hand, igniting sparks that made him draw his hand back sharply.

He looked at me in awe, while my eyes were wide in shock, what was that? He stepped up close to me making my breath hitch like in some corny love movie, as he dragged his freckled fingers down my cheek, him groaning lightly and me gasping at the sparks it ignited between the two of us.