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.He arched his back and pressed into Rowen’s next thrust.“More,” Wesley demanded.Instead of obeying, Rowen actually stopped.He rested his full weight on Wesley, forcing him to cease his movements as well.Wesley whined as he attempted to writhe.“Please,” he begged.“That’s better,” Rowen crooned, skimming his hands up to grip Wesley’s cloth-tangled wrists.“Ask nicely and I’ll give you anything.”Rowen began moving in earnest.He pulled his cock free and slammed back into Wesley.Beginning a swift rhythm, he tightened his hold on Wesley’s arms and used his hold as leverage to drive repeatedly into his hole.Wesley howled as he was pounded into the mattress, his prostate being nailed over and over.His channel’s muscles rippled around Rowen’s invading member, his chute singing with pleasure.Feeling his testicles roll in their sack and draw close to his body, Wesley knew his second orgasm of the hour was only seconds away.Desperate to please his lover, he began clenching his chute muscles each time Rowen pulled out.Rowen snarled and nipped Wesley’s right neck tendon.“Yes,” he urged.“Milk my cock, Wes.Show me how much you want my cum in your ass.”It suddenly hit Wesley.The reason Rowen felt so hot, so silky, rubbing his inner muscles, was because there was nothing between them.He opened his mouth to voice his concern—hello, sex one-oh-one, always use protection—but then Rowen whispered into his ear, “When I’m done filling you up, I’m gonna shove that plug back inside you.You’re gonna carry my seed in your body, and you’ll know you below to me.”The crass, possessive words shouldn’t have turned Wesley on so much, but they did.His balls tightened that much more and his cock spurted, jerking and spilling into the pillow beneath him.“Yesss,” Rowen hissed.Wesley felt Rowen’s teeth at his neck.Then, to his shock, Rowen bit him—hard.Pain flared through his shoulder.He opened his mouth to scream.An instant later, the pain morphed into the oddest, tingling pleasure-pain, flooding him with the most amazing sensations.The noise that escaped him was somewhere between a moan and a whine as his balls somehow managed to force even more seed out of him.Dark spots flashed across his vision and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.Then, he floated away on the heady clouds of bliss.Chapter FiveRowen nuzzled the soft skin near his cheek and tightened his hold on the warm body in his arms.Stilling, he tried to remember who and how and when.He inhaled deeply and the scent hit him hard.Sweat, sex, Wesley.Last night came rushing back.Wesley had broken into his home.Finding his mate in his space, Rowen had lost all control of not only his sexual urges, but his wolf.Snapping his eyelids open, Rowen stared at the claiming bite he’d left on Wesley’s shoulder.Equal parts concern and pride filled him.Unable to help himself, Rowen leaned forward and lapped at the mark.Rowen’s morning wood thickened even further, and the desire to again fill Wesley’s channel flooded him.He remembered all the times his mate had flaunted himself, begging with his body.Reaching sideways, Rowen grabbed the lube off his nightstand.He had every intention of fulfilling that desire.After pouring a large dollop onto his fingers, Rowen reached down and briskly coated his dick.He poured more slick onto his fingers.Remembering how he’d taken Wesley with only the lube from his butt plug and his own spit for slick, Rowen wanted to make certain he had plenty of lubrication this time.Feeling along Wesley’s crack, Rowen found his hole and gently massaged the lube into the muscle.He dipped just the tip of one finger, then a second into his mate’s hole over and over, getting him good and coated.He went for more slick.When Rowen returned his finger to Wesley’s hole, he easily slipped one inside his mate’s channel.Wesley groaned and rocked into the contact.Moving his hips, Wesley moaned Rowen’s name breathily.Rowen smiled.He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his mate’s neck.“Right here,” he whispered.“Ready for a good morning?” he asked, sliding a second finger into the younger man.He twisted his fingers, feeling his passage and coating it with lube as he stretched his lover.Wesley moaned and panted.He moved his upper leg forward, spreading himself further.“Yes,” he hissed, his body jerking when Rowen rubbed over his prostate.“Right there.”Humming in pleasure at how his touch affected his mate, Rowen did it again as he slipped a third finger into Wesley’s channel.Wesley grunted as he continued to rock into his touch.He turned his head into the pillow and moaned, the sound muffled by the fabric.Rowen slid his left arm under the pillow, pressing his chest to Wesley’s back.Then, he rolled to his side again, pulling his mate with him.As Rowen moved, he pulled his fingers free, gripped his cock, and lodged the head against Wesley’s stretched hole
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