Lofgren felt him as he panicked, excited by it more than anything. He felt the moment Blue realized there was no hope of escape. His voice sounded defeated as he begged, and he settled some, trying to reason with the larger male. Lofgren snorted, finding amusement in this.<br/><br/>“It hardly matters to me if you're willing or not,” Lofgren told him. He'd have to leverage some other way, because this was exactly how the wolf wanted him. He could feel his heart hammering away, frightened like a rabbit he'd just grabbed hold of. The panic was palpable, and Lofgren did nothing to try and sooth his catch. His hands were rough and demanding, keeping Blue in a position that would satisfy him. His erection was pressed along the cleft of his ass, and he rocked his hips into the body beneath him, but that was hardly satisfying enough.<br/><br/>“You lost your privileges to the cabin,” Lofgren told him, shoving his shoulders down with one hand and hiking his hips up. With his free hand, he aligned his cock. It was dark, aching by now, and it matched his size. There would be no mercy for Blue. No lubrication, just raw, forceful penetration. Lofgren let out a low growl, and then followed Blue down, pressing teeth against his good shoulder, open mouthed. He arched over him, thrusting shallowly, each time forcing the intrusion a little deeper. If the friction bothered Lofgren, he didn't show it. Rather the moment he managed to sink in hilt deep, he picked up the pace giving no consideration to the body beneath him besides keeping it where he wanted it.<br/><br/>The noises Lofgren made could not be described as human, but primal noises as he lost himself to the pleasure, using Blue as little more than a living doll to sate his urges. It didn't seem like Lofgren would pause a moment until he reached his end, pumping away, muscles engaged and flexed across his back, and down his legs. If Blue tried to inch forward, he pulled him back to him. It wasn't much different between him and the other wolves when he mated, just that they understood the urge, and generally reciprocated it. Human's didn't often understand his position, and that an alpha always got his way. Blue would learn, with time.<br/><br/>“You don't have to come back with me,” Lofgren told him, panting. “I can find you like this, wherever you are. Remember that. You're mine until I get tired of you.” By running, he obviously thought he had a chance of escape. Lofgren hoped to dash any remaining hopes he felt in that regard.