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Precious Fate

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“Say yes, Beloved.” Xander leaned closer, rubbing his cheek along Stavros’s, covering the man in his scent. He’d rub himself all over Stavros if he thought he could get away with it. “Say you will be mine.”

Stavros pursed his lips for a moment before answering, “Okay.”

It took every ounce of Xander’s years of training to keep control and not attack his Beloved. Will power alone was holding him back, and he wanted to claim Stavros, not give him a heart attack. This had to be done right. Xander had waited so fucking long for this that he feared it being over in a heartbeat.

Xander gave Stavros a low throaty growl, climbing up Stavros’s body in a slow and seductive prowl, drinking his Beloved in with his eyes. He snaked his arms around Stavros’s waist, pulling him closer until he could feel his Beloved’s erection pressing into his own.

The friction was maddening.

Holding his weight on his arms, Xander lowered his mouth to Stavros’s, tilting his head to one side as he ran his tongue over Stavros’s lips, nipping the bottom one. Xander lowered his upper torso back down so he could nuzzle Stavros’s neck, the urge to bite making his gums throb along with his cock.

Xander’s hand snaked down between them, dipping beneath the waistband of Stavros’s jeans. He ran his thumb over the moist head of Stavros’s cock, smearing the pre-come around and squeezing lightly.

Xander’s other hand slid into the back of Stavros’s jeans, running his finger down Stavros’s crack, tapping at the puckered hole. He ran his hands over the flare of his mate’s buttocks, squeezing both nicely rounded globes.

Stavros moaned, hitching a leg up onto Xander’s hip, pressing even closer. Xander pulled back to see his Beloved’s flushed cheeks, lust eating up his irises. Stavros’s aroused passion was making Xander’s grow stronger. His cock was burning to take possession of his Beloved.

Xander wrapped an arm around Stavros’s waist, raising him up and ripping his pants off with the other hand. He sat the naked man down on the mattress, staring at his beautiful cock. It was long and thin, the head a deep red color. The thin patch of pubic hair lay softly around his prick.

Xander reached down, running a finger around his mate’s cock and taking in its beauty. He watched Stavros’s cock jump at his touch, pre-cum dripping down the side of the head. He was fascinated at the intimate touch, seeing the contrast between his golden fingers and Stavros’s pale skin.

Xander lay back down over Stavros, fisting his Beloved’s cock in his hand. He kissed Stavros, pouring all his emotions into that one intimate act. A web of arousal spun around him as he squeezed his Stavros’s shaft, his thumb caressing over the leaking head, stroking his thick length.

“I’m coming, Xander!” Stavros’s creamy white seed erupted before he was even done screaming, covering Xander’s hand. Stavros fucked Xander’s hand with quick snaps, pumping until it seemed his balls were emptied.

Xander grabbed both of Stavros’s ankles in one hand, and then pushing them back to Stavros’s chest. Stavros’s tight hole smiled up at him, and Xander’s teeth began to ache.

“We need oil.” He would do nothing that caused his Beloved pain, not even if it meant never feeling the delight of his body. He really needed some oil.

“Oil?” Stavros panted.

“Something to smooth the way.”

“Lube, you need lube.” Stavros gulped. “Pocket of my jeans.”

Confused, but willing to give his Beloved the benefit of the doubt, Xander reached down and grabbed the torn jeans off the floor. He pushed his hands inside one of the pockets until he felt a small square tube. Xander’s confusion grew when he pulled it out. He had never seen a contraption like this before in his life.

“Beloved, what—”

“Later,” Stavros growled as he grabbed the tube and ripped one end off before pouring a liberal amount on Xander’s fingers.

A smile started to spread across Xander’s lips as he rubbed his fingers together. He made sure they were well lubed up then speared two fingers into Stavros’s tight, awaiting hole, watching as his Beloved began rocking back on his fingers. He held Stavros in place again, adding a third digit. Xander watched in awe as his fingers were swallowed repeatedly.

It was the most erotic sight Xander had ever seen.

Xander’s cock throbbed in his hand. He wasn’t going to last. Xander got to his knees, lubing then lining his cock up with Stavros’s tight hole. He pushed past the ring of muscle, groaning at the feel. He put his hands on either side of Stavros’s waist, watching his cock being swallowed as Stavros’s skin stretched around his shaft.

“Xander,” Stavros moaned as Xander thrust hard and deep. His Beloved bucked, wrapped his ankles around Xander’s back, and bowed his back for him to go even deeper. Xander dug his fingers into Stavros’s hips as he plunged up into a tight, sweet sheath. Stavros grabbed Xander’s forearms, making whining noises again, louder this time.

 Oh, fuck, nothing in life felt better than this.

Xander’s fangs punched down through his gums, and he leaned over Stavros, nipping at his jaw line. Stavros rolled his head to one side, exposing his neck, pushing it at Xander’s mouth. Xander struck, locking Stavros in place as his hips rocketed into his tight ass.

Xander growled and pulled harder at his neck, drawing in his Beloved’s essence. He lost himself for a moment, forgetting to take only a small amount. Stavros cried out, shooting his release between them.

His mate was glorious.