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Rei turned the lube, scrutinizing it. It didn’t appear too different from what he had in the fae realm. He had to assume, though, that the human version wasn’t as effective—
“There’s no need to study it,” Yichen growled. Rei lifted his gaze from the tube to find Yichen glaring at him over his shoulder.
“I don’t wish to hurt you,” Rei said as he removed the protective plastic wrapper. “Have you done this?”
“Yes.” Yichen turned his head forward and added more softly. “But it has been a long time. Centuries…”
All the more reason to show a little more care, even if he wanted to ravish every inch of Yichen’s amazing body.
That was okay. This time would be about worshiping. Ravishing would come later.
With a dollop of the gel on his fingers, Rei pressed against Yichen’s hole, coaxing muscles to allow his entry. At the same time, he kissed his way down Yichen’s back, his lips caressing each knob of his spine as he worked higher. By the time he reached his shoulder blades, he was two knuckles deep and Yiyi was demanding more. Sweat dripped from Rei’s jaw and his cock throbbed, needing to be where only a finger had dared to venture.
“Gods, Rei! More, please. I won’t break,” Yichen moaned, his forehead pressed to the floor.
He didn’t question it. Just added a third finger, stretching Yichen’s body as his lover cried out in pleasure. With each stroke, Rei searched for that magical spot. He knew he found it when Yichen’s entire body stiffened, and he let out a string of what sounded like Chinese curses.
“Now, Rei! Please now! You’re going to make me come,” Yichen begged, his hands balling into fists.
“Yes, now!”
There was no way he could argue. His own body had turned on him while he listened to the noises that escaped Yichen as he prepped his body. Watching his fingers slip inside, disappearing into all that velvety tightness, had left him hard and aching.
He paused long enough to spread some lube onto his length before positioning the purple head of his cock at Yichen’s hole. Sucking in a steadying gasp, he pushed in, swallowing a whimper as those muscles gave way to envelop him.
Another groan left Yichen—a mix of sweet pleasure and pain. Rei paused to let them both catch their breaths. And then he slid deep in one long, seemingly endless stroke that didn’t stop until his balls were pressed to Yichen’s ass. Air pushed out of Yichen’s body as if Rei had forced it from his lungs with his cock.
Rei’s arms trembled as he supported himself with his hands planted on either side of Yichen. He rested his forehead on the back of Yichen’s head. “Possess enough of me now?” he taunted. He shifted his hips, pulling out and pushing in again in a shallow stroke that only helped to unravel the bit of control that remained.
“So full. So wonderful,” Yichen slurred, lost to the pleasure. “Needs something more.”
Was he insane?
What more could they need? He was on the cusp of coming now.
“What?” Rei growled as he moved faster, pounding harder and deeper so that the sound of slapping flesh filled the room.
“My fangs buried in your neck.” Rei could hear the smile in his voice.
“Fuck!” Rei roared, his control slipping. He’d wanted to feel Yichen come first, but the demon under him wasn’t playing fair.
“One last drink, Rei,” Yichen pleaded. “Want to drink you down and feel you coming in me at the same time.”
Wicked, evil, perfect man.
He wanted that, too.
Rei pulled out of Yichen and grabbed him roughly by the waist. He flipped the man onto his back. That broad grin and flushed face greeted him, squeezing his heart. Rei plunged inside that welcoming tight hole.
Yichen didn’t waste a second. As soon as Rei was in him, Yichen wrapped his arms and legs around him, pulling his body in close. Those sharp fangs struck on the next thrust, and Rei’s entire world exploded.
The orgasm he’d been fighting broke free, surging up and out while the intense pleasure of Yichen’s bite washed through him. His last clear thought was that this might kill him.
His hips moved on their own, pounding into Yichen’s willing body, stretching out that ecstasy for as long as possible.
When his blood-starved brain kicked on, it was to the sensation of Yichen languidly licking his throat as though he were a cat catching the last drops of milk in the bowl.
Fuck! Yiyi!
