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Downtown at the Beacon Hills Police Department, Jordan Parrish, the unsuspecting deputy, sits at his desk, hard at work, when the moon suddenly basks his desk in an eerie crimson glow.

His mind unexpectedly becomes clouded with dark desires and the need for release as his cock throbs violently. The hellhound’s voice in his head becomes louder, clearer, taking over his mind, body and soul, urging the deputy to find the source of the intoxicating energy and his new masters.

Jordan suddenly stands up, his movements robotic as he follows the irresistible siren call. His colleagues watch in confusion as he abruptly leaves his desk, his eyes glazed over with a newfound determination.

Outside the police department, Jordan's steps quicken, his heart pounding in his chest. He feels an inexplicable pull leading him towards the direction of the Hale loft. It's as if an invisible force is guiding him, controlling his every move.

*** minutes earlier ***

Under the enchanting glow of the crimson moon, Liam and Theo prepare for a ritual they’ve long awaited. The Hale loft is bathed in eerie shadows as they make their final preparations. Tonight, the stars align and the full blood moon illuminates the heavens, granting them the perfect opportunity to fulfill their deepest, darkest desires.

Their goal is to tame a hellhound, none other than the irresistible Jordan Parrish, and make him their loyal companion and indulge in their twisted fantasies. Armed with a stolen book of shadows from the Hale vault, they are determined to achieve their goal.

Kneeling at opposite ends of the triskele symbol etched into the floor of the living room, Theo, a descendant of the renowned Hale werewolf clan, and Liam, a descendant of a true alpha, feel the immense power of the once-in-a-century blood moon coursing through their veins. Liam's unique combination of warlock and werewolf abilities, combined with their mated bond, amplifies the energy surrounding them.

As the clock strikes midnight on Friday the 13th, their intentions align with the forces of the universe, paving the way for their ultimate desire to become reality. With the book of shadows opened to the page titled "Taming a Hellhound," they begin their ritual, fully immersed in the potent energy surrounding them as the crimson moon watches over them.

Reciting the incantation word for word, Liam and Theo bow their heads and light the circle of candles surrounding them. The flickering flames dance as Liam rises to his knees, shedding his silk robe to reveal his naked body and hardened member.

Theo wordlessly follows suit, shedding his robe and revealing his own hard length. In most manipulation spells, blood or saliva are common practice, but for the specific purpose they are chasing, semen is the most potent and obvious choice.

Theo spits into his palm and curls his hand around his cock, feeling the magic pulse through his veins as he pumps his length. The images of Jordan flood his mind, encouraging him.

"Fuck, babe, I love how eager you are," Liam groans, matching his lover's rhythm and feeling it through their bond.

"Don't deny it, babe. I can feel how badly you want that hellhound cock deep inside you too," Theo grunts.

"Jordan," Liam and Theo moan in unison, their desires echoing like a prayer, mingling with the energy of the blood moon and amplifying the power of the spell.

The air crackles with anticipation as the familiar rush of heat coils and builds within them, balls tightening and tingling. Liam pants, thumbing over his slit and Theo feels the pleasure simultaneously, eyes fluttering as they explode, their combined essences a powerful offering to the forces they seek to manipulate. With their eyes locked on each other, they release their energy into the centre of the triskele symbol, their intentions clear and unwavering.

The room seems to tremble with the weight of their desires, and a deep, guttural growl reverberates in the air. Suddenly, a gust of wind sweeps through the loft, extinguishing the candles and envelopes Liam and Theo in darkness.

“Well, that was all a little anticlimactic,” Theo huffs, annoyed when nothing seems to happen.

“Patience Theodore, give the spell time to plant its seed and work its magic,” Liam says amused and unperturbed. “It won’t take long, I promise. But for now,” he says, low and seductive with a sly smirk as his hand curls around Theo’s cock.

Theo moans, melting into Liam’s embrace and into the kiss, the sound vibrating through their connection. Liam's hands move to Theo's ass, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh. He can feel the heat radiating from Theo's body, their cocks aching in anticipation.

As their kisses grow more demanding and heated, the candles flicker alive, the flames relit with a deep ochre hue. Slowly, the shadows begin to shift, revealing the silhouette of a hulking figure standing before them.

Theo's heart races as he realises that their spell has indeed worked. Before them stands Jordan Parrish, spellbound and hypnotised and a little perplexed.

“Why am I here?” Parrish asks as a heady concoction of confusion, obedience and desire swirl within him. His eyes lock onto Liam and Theo, sauntering towards, eyes molten with hunger.

"What do you remember?” Liam inquires, his fingers adroitly tracing a path down Jordan's chest, deftly undoing the buttons of his tan uniform.

Jordan's thoughts waver as he attempts to recollect. "Well, I was at my desk and suddenly, an overwhelming desire consumed me, and I knew I had to be here," Jordan responds, his attention divided between Liam's hand caressing his chest and Theo removing his belt, then unfastening his pants. “What are you doing?”

"We summoned you," Liam reveals.

"What? For what purpose?" Jordan inquires, brain foggy, perplexed and aroused as Theo undresses him, his pants falling to his feet. "What are you boys up to?”

“Isn’t it obvious,” Theo purrs, fingers dipping into Jordan’s underwear and releasing his hellhound cock.

"We crave you," Liam declares, fondling the impressive member of the hellhound with Theo. Jordan moans, their touch is magical, cooling on his overhead skin. “We want you,” Liam tells him, thumbing over Jordan’s slit. “To be ours, to join our ranks, to worship you like a god.”

“I - I,” Jordan gasps, body shuddering.

“Sssh, it’s okay. We’re gonna make you feel so good,” Theo assures him, hands roaming over the hellhound’s body as they guide him over to the couch. “You’ll never be lonely with us.”

“I - I, I don’t… know. I d-don’t understand. What’s happening to me?” Jordan stammers, breath hitching at the sight of Liam and Theo on their knees before him.

"If you wish to experience release ever again, you will acquiesce to us,” Liam rumbles in warning and Jordan’s eyes roll back, fluttering as their hot, wet mouths descend down his shaft.

Liam and Theo work in tandem, pinning Jordan’s hips to the couch in the process as their skilled tongues work his shaft, tempting and teasing, encasing him with their wet heat, trading his cock back and forth between their greedy mouths like their starving for his hellhound cock and his seed.

It has Jordan groaning loudly, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull as he tries to buck his hips, to chase their intoxicating wet heat but they hold firm, claws pricking at the edge of his hips, bringing him dangerously closer to the edge but never seeming to reach the pinnacle, his mind distorted and entangled in the knots of their unholy connection.

As Jordan's pleasure builds, the room seems to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The crimson moon outside casts an ethereal glow through the windows, heightening the intensity of the moment as Liam and Theo continue to expertly manipulate Jordan's cock, their mouths working in perfect harmony, their tongues dancing along his length.

Each stroke, each flick of their tongues sends waves of ecstasy crashing over Jordan's body. He feels as if he's being consumed by their desire, their need for him. His mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, but the overwhelming desire for release consumes his every thought.

Theo's mouth envelops Jordan's tip, teasing him mercilessly, while Liam's lips trail down to his balls, sucking them into his mouth with a voracious hunger. Their combined efforts push Jordan closer to the edge, his body trembling with anticipation but never quite getting any. If anything, each denied orgasm, has his balls expanding with his seed and his cock throbbing.

“Fuck! Please, let me cum,” Jordan begs, delirious, mind torn up in knots.

“Just say the words Jordy,” Liam murmurs, trailing scorching kisses up the hellhound’s muscular body to his lips where he hovers. “Join our pack and you’ll never be alone,” he urges, eyes shining bright and blue.

Jordan feels like he’s in a trance, that he can’t move as Theo’s mouth pops off his cock with a wet slurp and the wolf rises, positioning himself over the hellhounds dick.

As Theo sinks down onto Jordan's aching cock, the feeling of tight velvety heat enveloping him sends a surge of pleasure coursing through his veins, each thrust bringing them closer to the edge.

Theo throws his head back, moaning in ecstasy. “Fuck! Jordy, you feel so fucking good and your cock is burning hot.”

“Perks of being a hellhound,” Jordan manages to rasp out as Theo rides him, the chimera’s fat ass slapping against his thighs.

Liam hovers near his face, breath warm and enchanting, his fingers tracing patterns on Jordan's chest, his touch igniting sparks of electricity. He leans in, capturing Jordan's lips in a searing kiss, their tongues dancing in a passionate frenzy.

Lost in the whirlwind of sensations, Jordan's mind is a haze of pleasure and desire. The hypnotic grip of the ritual and the irresistible pull of Liam and Theo leave him powerless to resist their advances. He becomes their plaything, their canvas upon which they unleash their darkest desires as the room is filled with the sounds of moans and gasps, a symphony of pleasure.

Jordan's body tenses, his release building within him, but Liam and Theo deny him once again, prolonging his torment. All he can do is sit there, spellbound as Theo and Liam ride him like a giant dildo, each taking turns and switching between their voracious holes.

Jordan loses all track of time, his mind overheated and delirious. His balls and cock ache, the hellhound torn up over submitting.

“You’re so pent up Jordy,” Theo murmurs, rutting his hips and making Jordan shudder.

“Just think, if you submit to us, you can flood our holes with your cum as often and as many times as you like,” Liam tempts. “You can even knot us.”

Theo animatedly agrees, aggressively fucking himself on Jordan’s cock, hard and fast.

“Whataya say Deputy?” Liam asks.

Before Jordan can answer, the door flies open and Halwyn enters, irises aflame, and burning with desire, rubbing the bulge in his pants.

“Looks like we’ve attracted another hellhound,” Theo purrs, unrelenting as he continues to bounce on Parrish’s big dick.

“He’s not the only one,” Liam says, directing Theo’s gaze behind Halwyn to the open door where a line of hellhounds eagerly wait, rubbing their bulges and Liam’s hole throbs.

“Fuck, our incantation worked a little too well, eh,” Theo moans.

“I’m not complaining. Just think of that hellhound dick we’re gonna have at our disposal,” Liam says, position himself above Halwyn who has stripped naked and joined Parrish on the couch, and sinks down to the hilt, the burning stretch overwhelmingly but oh so good. “You up for the challenge?”

Theo’s eye flicker molten. “Hell yeah!”

“Whataya say Parrish,” Liam gleams, bouncing in unison with Theo, side by side. “You gonna be our number one hellhound?”

“Come on, what are holding out for,” Theo purrs, grinding his hips, his slick walls clenching around Jordan’s cock, making the hellhound groan. “We can do this all night. We’re just getting started.”

“Or Halwyn here is gonna take that spot,” Liam adds, euphoric groans tumbling from the other hellhounds mouth as the beta impales himself on Halwyn’s hellhound dick repeatedly.

Jordan groans, delirious and tied up in knots about duty, surrenders to the overwhelming and intoxicating need and cums, resigned to being Liam and Theo’s right-hand man for all eternity.