Jamie launched himself at Luc, kissing him furiously, devouring him with the same ferocity Luc had brought to biting every inch of his skin.
When he broke for air, he batted dark lashes at Luc, demanding almost sweetly, if not for the hand pawing at Luc’s clothed cock, “Let my monster out for a minute.”
It was easy, these days—no longer a battle between Luc and it. Luc had only to step aside for a moment, letting the creature out long enough to grab one of Jamie’s feverish kisses for its own, biting at their mate’s lower lip with sharp fangs and sucking at the sweet blood that followed.
“Love you,” Jamie murmured, his lips shiny with blood and spit, and the beast preened its pleasure.
And then Jamie manhandled Luc around, turning him to face the brick wall. He started attacking Luc’s belt from behind, undoing it with nimble fingers and tugging his jeans down until his cock was out and his ass was bare.
So eager, his mate.
“Do you wish we did this more often?” Luc asked, curious if he’d been missing something his mate needed.
“I love the way you fuck me, monster. Sometimes I just get the itch.” Jamie squeezed Luc’s cheeks as he said it, and Luc couldn’t help his smirk. His mate wasn’t exactly subtle with his obsession over Luc’s ass.
“Muscled perfection,” he’d called it once.
There was the sound of foil tearing, and Luc hissed as cold lube hit his hole. “You came prepared.”
“Of course,” Jamie said gleefully. “I’m a fucking Boy Scout.”
He lubed Luc up with quick, eager fingers, and then something much thicker was at Luc’s entrance, pushing insistently until it gained entrance.
Luc bared his teeth in a feral grin at the sting as Jamie groaned behind him, pressing in to the hilt without pause. He loved that Jamie knew not to be gentle. Luc could more than handle a bit of pain, especially when it was his flower giving it to him.
Jamie’s hands grasped at Luc’s hips as he rocked into him. He’d had considerably more practice since his first time topping, when he’d been so desperate to claim Luc back from the pull ofhis monster. But he still had a delicious artlessness about him, an enthusiastic ferocity that appealed more than skill.
It made Luc hard as fuck, the way Jamie would glance off his prostate almost by accident, then begin pegging it in earnest, led to it again and again by Luc’s approving growls. All the while he was kissing and biting at Luc’s neck, chanting, “Fuck, you feel good. You always feel—unh—so good.”
“That’s because—” Luc broke off into a groan as Jamie gave a particularly sharp thrust. “Because you’re a desperate, slutty thing,” he managed.
Perfect, his monster countered.Perfect, sweet, precious thing.
Also lewd.
They were being too loud for a public fuck, of course, but if anyone tried to start trouble, Luc would compel them away.
Or possibly rip their throat out, depending on how close his mate was to finishing at the time.
Luc’s own cock was leaking and his balls were tight against him by the time Jamie filled him up with a high whine, his thighs shaking with effort. Luc let him bite at his shoulders and neck until he’d emptied himself completely.
Then it was Luc’s turn.
He whirled and knocked Jamie back, pushing him to his knees with a deep growl. Jamie’s eyes were dark and glittering under the dim security light, and he immediately opened wide, eager for it as ever.
Luc fed him his cock, his eyes rolling back at the perfect heat even as he inwardly grimaced at the warm cum sliding down the backs of his thighs.
Except then Jamie’s hands slid around to Luc’s ass, his fingers playing in the mess he’d made as his head bobbed along Luc’s cock, and Luc had a hard time begrudging it.
If his mate wanted to be filthy, let him be filthy.
Jamie worked his throat with much more finesse than he’d worked his hips, letting out muffled but desperate whimpers and moans as Luc fucked his face, as if he hadn’t just come his brains out two minutes before.
“Like I said,” Luc growled, tugging at his thick green hair. “A desperate, slutty thing.”
Jamie looked up at him with tearstained eyes and swallowed deliberately around Luc’s cock head. It was perfect, brutal constriction, and Luc’s balls tightened against him as his cock emptied into Jamie’s throat.
Jamie swallowed eagerly, sucking for every last drop until Luc had to pull him off. He licked his swollen lips. “Fuck, so hot. I love the way you taste, monster.” He squeezed at Luc’s ass with greedy hands. “And feel.”
