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"You smell so good, osezno."
"Yeah? What do I smell like?"
"Mine," Jeb growled. "You smell like mine."
Erik shuddered again, his body going into overdrive.
"I want to claim you, Erik," Jeb whispered against his skin. "Can I claim
you?"
"Yesss," Erik hissed as he arched his head back, giving Jeb's lips more room
to roam. He wasn't stupid enough to say no if this powerful bear wanted to
claim him.
As Jeb laid him down on the mattress and followed him down, Erik wondered
how he'd been so lucky to find his mate so early in life. Some shifters
waited a lifetime and never found their mates.
When the man leaned down and claimed his
lips in a hungry kiss that demanded a response, Erik thought he'd lose his
damn mind. He felt a needy groan build up in his throat as he pushed into
the kiss. The caress of Jeb's lips on his mouth and the longing in his body
set Erik on fire.
He kissed Erik on the lips, the nose, the chin. Lifting his head, he looked
deep into Erik's eyes. He watched in shock as Jeb's eyes closed, his jaw
clenching. He could even feel the man's hard cock pressing against him
through his pants.
Finally opening his eyes, Jeb looked at him, his gaze smoldering hot. Erik's
whole body shook as he watched Jeb lean back on his legs. His eyes glittered
with arousal as he looked down at Erik.
Jeb chuckled, as he jumped off the bed and unbuttoned his pants, dropping it
to the floor before climbing back onto the bed between Erik's legs. He
stroked his hard cock several times.
Jeb was sweating, his skin flushed as he
stared at Erik with feral eyes. "Turn
over." The man wasn’t joking around.
His eyes were so sensually filled that Erik could almost feel the heat
scorching his skin. Erik was all too eager to comply.
"You're so fucking beautiful."
What?
Erik turned his head more to see Jeb's face, but he was too late. Jeb was
already bending down to swipe his tongue over the crease between Erik's
cheeks. Jeb's hands traced over Erik's
smooth skin. The gentle caress caused a surge of heat to rise within Erik.
The man seemed to want to explore every inch of his body at his leisure.
Erik wasn't going to argue.
"God, you even taste good," Jeb whispered as he swiped his tongue over Erik
again. Several moan filled moments later he finally lifted his head and
looked down at Erik.
Erik could barely hold still when he heard the soft squirt of liquid Jeb was
pouring onto his fingers. His legs began to tremble.
When a wet finger touched his hole, Erik
couldn’t help but rise to his hands and knees, rocking against the finger.
He was losing his mind. Placing one
hand on Erik's back, Jeb slid his lubed finger inside Erik's tight ring of
muscles.
Erik's eyes crossed. The man had nailed his
sweet spot on the first try. Lowering his shoulders to the bed, he
whimpered. Jeb zeroed right in on his sweet spot again, stroking it
several times before adding a second finger.
"Jeb… not gonna last long if you keep that up," he groaned.
"I thought keeping it up was the whole idea." Jeb laughed as he added a
third finger, carefully stretching him.
"Jeb… Jeb… please, Jeb… now," Erik begged. He didn't know how much more of
this he could take before he blew. He was so close now that he wasn't sure
he would last the next few seconds.
"Okay, baby." Jeb pulled his fingers free and replaced them with his cock,
slowly pushing his way in, a long groan coming from his clenched teeth. "Oh
hell, Erik, I knew you would be perfect."
Erik's body tightened, his heart thudded,
and his mind grew frantic with a need so primitive and sensual, it
threatened to make a slave out of him.
"Erik," a shattered whisper as Jeb seated
himself fully inside Erik's body. “Fuck, Erik.”
Erik's cock hardened to steel at the needy
sound. He grabbed the sheets under him in a tight grasp as Jeb began
thrusting into him, each thrust harder and faster until he shook the entire
bed. The only sounds in the room was their heavy breathing, the occasional
groan, and the noise made from their hips slapping together.
Suddenly, Jeb stopped, slapping Erik on the ass. "Roll over, baby. I want to
see you your eyes when I claim you."
Erik quickly rolled over, amazed that Jeb had stayed inside of him while he
turned over. He arched his back, his eyes sliding closed as Jeb lifted his
legs and slid deeper inside. He grabbed a hold of Jeb's arms to keep himself
from scooting up.
"Open your eyes, Erik. I need to see your beautiful blue eyes," Jeb demanded
as he began thrusting into him again.
Erik opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused as he looked up at Jeb. He
wiggled his hips to take the swollen shaft
deeper inside of him.
"Are you mine, Erik?"
"Yes," he answered as his head rolled to the
side of his shoulder, feeling Jeb’s cock sink in and out of his ass,
stretching his skin to the limits. His body tingled with a need to come, but
he fought against his release. He didn't want this to end…ever.
"Touch yourself, baby. I want you to come with me. And you'd better hurry.
I'm almost there."
"No need," Erik groaned. His eyes rolled back into his head, his neck
arching and his hands clenching on Jeb's arms. As he came, spurts of white
cream shot from his cock to land between them.
Erik jerked, shuddered, and gasped for air
as Jeb’s movements became uncoordinated. He cried out when Jeb's fangs sank
into the soft skin between his throat and shoulder. Something inside of him
felt as if it had ripped away and joined Jeb, leaving Erik feeling as if no
other man besides Jeb would ever satisfy him.
"Oh damn!" Jeb roared as he thrust hard into Erik, filling him with his own
release. Erik felt Jeb's cock pulsing inside of him, each massive shot of
seed hitting his sensitive flesh, prolonging his orgasm until the world
around him went dark.
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