Instinctively, Sawyer moves on those fingers and his body is craving more than that. It’s wanting his mate, his knot. Still, even just these fingers it’s more pleasure than he’s ever had. He moans as the other’s teeth drag over his skin. It doesn’t hurt, it just tingles, it stirs the heat inside of him even more.

“N… no. Never like this,” Sawyer pants out, trying to hold back another whimpered moan as he rides back on the other’s fingers.