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“I don’t want you nodding, Laith. I want to hear answers.”
“Yes,” Laith quickly answered.
“There’s no going back once it’s done.” Tillman kissed Laith along his jaw and down his neck, licking at the salty taste and feeling his cock grow harder.
“I-I don’t want to go back. I-I want to belong to you.”
Tillman chuckled. “I like the sound of that. Are you sure you’re ready?”
“Yes.”
Tillman flipped to his back, pulling Laith’s naked form on top of him. The blanket slid aside, and his mate’s exposed, hard cock was jutting out from a nest of dark curls.
Tillman pulled Laith down onto the plush bed, his lips hungrily seeking out every inch of his mate’s soft skin. He nibbled and nipped at his neck, eliciting a low moan from Laith. Tillman’s tongue traced along his mate’s full lips before delving inside for a passionate exploration. Their bodies entwined in a frenzy of desire as they lost themselves in each other’s touch.
Laith’s soft moans drove Tillman wild. The sound of pleasure from the man in his arms only heightened Tillman’s desire. He could feel himself growing harder as they moved together, their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. Tillman mapped out every inch of his mate’s body, igniting a fire within him that burned hotter with each touch. This was pure ecstasy, and Tillman never wanted it to end.
Lube.
He needed lube.
He needed lots of lubrication because Tillman planned on sliding his cock deep into Laith’s ass.
Tillman tried to be subtle about it as he reached for Laith’s nightstand, but he ended up knocking everything over.
Laith pulled back, a grin on his handsome face. “What are you doing?”
The sparkle of laughter in Laith’s pretty hazel eyes was breathtaking. Tillman gave a sheepish grin as he pointed. “Trying to get the lube from the drawer. I assume you have some in there.”
“Oh.” Laith leaned over and pulled the drawer open, rummaging around until he pulled back with the bottle of lube in his hand.
Tillman snagged it, wet his fingers with the clear gel, and then reached behind Laith, playing at the man’s hole.
Laith melted into Tillman’s embrace, their bodies pressed together in a sensual rhythm. Moans and gasps escaped from Laith’s lips as Tillman explored his body with skilled hands. The room was filled with erotic sounds, even though not a single finger had been inserted yet. Never before had anyone responded to Tillman’s touch with such intense desire, and he couldn’t wait to see how far he could take it.
His finger played a little more at the small bud, and then Tillman pressed his middle finger past the resistant muscle until his finger was knuckle deep in Laith’s ass. It was so fucking tight that Tillman could just imagine what his cock would feel like buried deep inside his mate’s body.
Tillman explored the soft bud with his finger, teasing and coaxing it until he couldn’t resist any longer. With a wicked grin, he pushed his index finger through the tight ring of muscle, savoring the gasp that escaped Laith. Tillman couldn’t wait to feel the heat and tightness of his mate’s body engulfing his cock, bringing them both to new heights of pleasure.
Tillman set a rhythm, his movements fluid and calculated as he expertly targeted Laith’s sweet spot. The man’s cries of pleasure only encouraged him to push further, adding another finger. “Fuck my fingers, baby. Ride them like they’re my dick in your ass.”
Laith eagerly rode Tillman’s fingers, thrusting back with abandon as he begged for more. And Tillman was happy to oblige, adding a third finger and relishing Laith’s stretched opening. He could feel his own desire building.
“Can’t hold out any longer,” Tillman said as Laith slowed and then stopped. He pulled his fingers free and reached for the bottle of lube, slicking up his throbbing cock. His mate’s eyes were fixed on him as he slowly lowered himself onto Tillman’s length, the sensation of being enveloped by Laith’s warm, snug ass sending shivers of pleasure down Tillman’s spine. He clenched his jaw, trying to maintain composure as he was consumed by a wave of need.
He momentarily closed his eyes, savoring the feel of the man sitting on his cock. He gripped Laith’s hips as he planted his feet firmly on the bed. When Laith leaned forward, Tillman trapped one of the man’s nipples in his mouth, teasing the peaked bud with his teeth.
He sucked, nipped, bit, and licked as he lost himself in the sweet exploration of Laith’s body.
The waiting was killing him, but Tillman wasn’t going to move until—Laith started riding Tillman’s cock, and Tillman damn near lost his mind. “Ride me, baby,” Tillman ordered Laith, his voice dark, rough.
Laith began to move faster as Tillman thrust upward. Tillman should have been frightened at his need for Laith, a need so deep it was overpowering. But he wasn’t. He welcomed it. For the first time in his life, Tillman didn’t feel like he was with someone just to be with someone.
He wanted to be with Laith. Hell, he was craving it like a fucking drug. He moaned, harsh and wild, into the room as he began to pound into Laith’s ass with deep, driving thrusts that had his mate screaming, begging for release.
Tillman’s breath came in ragged gasps, his skin sensitive to every touch. The sensation of Laith’s body gliding against his own was sending him into a frenzy. Laith’s mouth found Tillman’s neck, warm breaths mingling as they moved in perfect rhythm. Tillman moaned, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.
Then Tillman struck, sinking his sharp canines into Laith’s sensitive flesh. Laith cried out, clinging to Tillman as Tillman felt their bond snap into place.
