Eivind operated with a complex mix of gentleness and raw, dominating power that Blue hadn't seen before. He had seen both separately, but never once had Eivind been able to weave the two sides of himself together in a way that could be used to bring the young human such intense sexual pleasure. The wolf was gentle when his teeth were at Blue's throat, biting and holding and tasting, but never sinking in too deep. Never breaking Blue's flesh. The young man whimpered as the wolf worked on his neck; he liked it, he liked the way it felt like Eivind was leaving his imprint on him, marking up his throat so others would know Blue was taken. Other wolves would be able to smell Eivind all over him, of course, but Blue would accept any sign that kept others away. If only humans weren't so stupid, then Vincent would have known too not to fuck with Blue. He was claimed, and he was fully understanding what that meant as Eivind's determined hips pounded into him.<br/><br/>While Eivind's teeth were sweet to him, the rest of Eivind wasn't. He was pulling, grabbing,<i>fucking</i>, hard and purposeful, growling like ravenous beast over Blue's body. Blue was panting and moaning, his nails digging hard into Eivind's clothed shoulders, wishing he could tear the nice piece of fabric from Eivind's body and clutch onto his bare skin. Each time Eivind began pumping too hard, Blue's tall body would get jammed up against he door, and Eivind would snarl and tug Blue back. Blue wrapped his long legs around Eivind's waist to try and keep them as close as possible, but it felt like Eivind was having trouble getting good traction, and the wolf was getting angry and frustrated. Blue didn't mind so much aside from the few times his head lightly smacked against door, and at one point he had removed one of his hands from Eivind's shoulders to prop up against the door behind him, pushing against it as Eivind thrust to keep him from moving too much, but it didn't seem to be enough to satisfy his voracious mate.<br/><br/>The human gasped and mewled as Eivind slipped out of him and began moving his body. He put up zero objections, allow his mate to reposition him as he saw fit. He was propped up against the back of the seats, looking out onto the truck bed. He spread his thighs as wide as he comfortably could, partially to give Eivind easy access to his entrance and also so his head wouldn't be pressing up against the ceiling of Eivind's truck. The wolf stripped off the last of Blue's clothing, and now the young man was completely nude, splayed out like the perfect little doll for his mate's pleasure. Blue didn't mind in the slightest. He didn't mind because it was Eivind, his mate, his love, his alpha wolf, and submitting to him and<i>only </i>him gave him a sense of closeness to the older male.<br/><br/>Eivind's fingers dug into Blue's narrow, bony hips as he slipped his dick back inside Blue's ass, seeming to find a new wave of lust and eagerness as he instantly began fucking Blue with powerful thrusts. "Yes, fuck yes!" he screamed, his voice loud and ragged, his body covered in glistening droplets of sweat as he pressed his ass back into Eivind's crotch, eager to take in every single inch of Eivind's solid cock. He loved the way it felt when Eivind slammed into him, how the wolf's heavy balls slapped against his skin each time Eivind pushed forward into his body. When Eivind's hand grazed along Blue's throat, the human moaned in delight, following the path created for him as the wolf lead his face back to him so they could taste one another's familiar lips. As they kissed, Blue brought up a hand to grip Eivind's wrist, pulling it down and settling the wolf's palm at the base of his throat, right on top of the collar bone. "Hold me here," he demanded, not encouraging Eivind to choke him just yet, but simply touch. The choking would need to happen later, when Eivind wasn't so angry, but keeping Blue close, feeling his pulse beneath his fingertips, Blue hoped the wolf would like that.<br/><br/>The wolf wasn't allowing Blue to forget precisely who was fucking him, and Blue adored it, loving the incessant reminders that he belonged to<i>this</i>wolf and no one else. Blue had been fucked by many, too many wolves, including a hulking alpha who liked to hurt, torture, and make his play things cry. But none of that had been enjoyable or good in any sense of the word. It had been animalistic, barbaric rutting, nothing more. This, what was happening between Blue and Eivind in the spacious truck, was mating, even more so than the first time they had had sex. Eivind had needed to learn how to be careful, gentle and sweet. His wolf needed to understand that Blue was vulnerable, and Eivind had proved he could be delicate when the need was there. The older male had adjusted to his human, and now the human was learning how to be tough for his wolf.<i>This </i>is what it was supposed to feel like to be mated to an alpha, Blue was sure. It didn't matter to him that Eivind didn't have his own pack; Eivind was better than all the rest. Lofgren was nothing but a disgusting monster. Sieger was just an asshole. Eivind was a real wolf.<br/><br/>Blue wanted to yell out his mate's name, but all he could muster were more hearty pants and moans as his lover pressed him hard into the backseat. His body had been getting stronger, healthier, and he could take Eivind's pounding. As much of it as the wolf wanted to give him. His own tumid cock was throbbing, almost painfully, but Blue didn't want to touch himself. He only wanted to focus on the feeling of his mate inside of him, to relish the way his darling craved him, obsessed over him.<br/><br/>"Mark me," Blue managed to grunt out, his words punctuated by harsh, excited breathing.