He wasn't going to beg. Cloud hadn't broken down that far yet. It hurt, and it was certainly one of the most (if not the most) humiliating and degrading act he was being forced into. But he wasn't going to beg for him.

Beg, no, but the dog was bucking into him hard and fast enough to prompt pained shouts from the blond as he was violated. The defiant look he had in his eyes as his head was yanked up vanished in an instant when the creature pushed in deep, lips parted wide in a shocked half-gasp half-choke like an open invitation for the length pressed against his jaw.