"Randal, you have to stop." He was too close to coming. It felt too damn good.
Randal lifted off of Luca's cock with a pop, and then grinned down at him. "How do you want to do this?"
"Why don't we start with you on your back?"
When Randal rolled over and stretched his large body out, Luca nearly swallowed his tongue. There was a whole lot of man right there, and Luca intended to make that man his.
Luca leaned down and nuzzled the soft skin of Randal’s neck. He inhaled deeply and breathed the spicy scent in. No one smelled as good as his mate. Luca was burning with a fever of lust so deep, so strong, he felt as though every cell in his body was going to explode with the need.
Taking his sweet time, he slowly kissed a trail down Randal’s smooth neck and past his collarbone until he came to Randal’s nipple. With a stroke of his tongue over the tiny little bud, Luca teased the hardened nub before latching on to it with his lips and sucking it into his mouth. He rolled it between his teeth, and then lapped at the sensitive flesh.
Randal arched off the bed, bucking against Luca as a breathless moan escaped his lips.
And Luca felt like a god.
He had done that. He had driven that sweet moan of ecstasy out of Randal's mouth. Not even the most pleasurable orgasm could bring Luca to the heights of happiness that knowledge took him to.
Luca quickly grabbed the bottle of lube off the nightstand and lubed up his fingers. He liberally coated the lube over each finger, his body hardening further at the thought of what he was about to do.
After placing the bottle back on the nightstand, Luca slipped his hand down to rub his finger over his mate’s hole. The man’s muscles were so tight that Luca was a little worried he would hurt him.
Gradually, sensually, Luca traced his fingers from the tip of Randal’s tailbone down his ass crease to his balls, and then back again. Not only was Luca repeating this action to relax his mate, but it was bringing him immeasurable pleasure as well. The feel of Randal’s body under his fingers sent spikes of fire through Luca’s body, shooting the flames straight to his cock.
The ache was so deep that it was torture.
Once Randal relaxed and Luca knew the man had grown used to his touch, Luca pressed a slick finger against Randal's snug entrance.
Randal’s tight circle of muscles clenched and pulsed as if trying to draw that teasing fingertip in. Luca pressed in a little more each time he thrust his fingers in, pushing in and out until he could add another finger.
Moving his free hand down between their bodies, Luca traced his fingers over Randal’s hard cock as he continued to drive his fingers in and out of the man’s ass. Randal’s deep groan was like a living, breathing aphrodisiac for Luca.
He ached for that sound, wanted, needed to hear it.
His cock was so hard he thought it might shatter at the smallest touch. It was throbbing for release, for the right to claim Randal. Luca wanted to consume Randal. The urge was so overwhelming that it took Luca to the brink of madness and beyond.
When Randal started rocking back on his fingers, milking Luca’s finger like a hard cock was already in his ass, Luca groaned and pushed in another digit. He pumped it slowly in and out of Randal’s ass, showing his mate what he wanted, what he needed, what he most desired.
The heat of the tight channel was enough to make Luca’s cock impossibly harder. The pleasure was to the point that his orgasm rode the edges of the abyss. Luca drew in a ragged breath, reaching for control, clinging to the last shred of sanity he held.
When he knew he had a measure of control, Luca pulled his fingers free and reached for Randal’s leg, pulling it up toward Randal’s chest. The position would give Luca easier access and keep Randal from having to bend too much. He didn’t want for Randal to start feeling uncomfortable so he quickly lubed his cock and then positioned it at Randal’s opening and slowly pushed inside.
Luca ground his teeth at the tight fit of Randal’s body around his cock. Good god, it felt so fucking right, so damn mind blowing. He wasn’t even all of the way seated inside the man and already his skin was humming with his climax. Luca ground his teeth harder, refusing to come so quickly. He wanted to enjoy Randal’s body for as long as possible.
But the tight grip…oh, hell.
Letting out a long moan, Luca buried himself as deep inside Randal as he could go, groaning as his cock was enveloped in tight, silky heat. He felt his heart struggling to keep up with the demands his arousal was placing on it. Once he was all the way in, he paused, holding on to his control by a thread—a thin thread that was quickly unraveling.
Luca starting moving his hard length in and out of Randal’s tight hole, slowly at first, pulling almost completely out and then pushing his thick cock back in. He was overwhelmed by the heated tightness surrounding his hard shaft and the look of pure ecstasy on Randal’s face. Soft moans escaped Randal’s throat. The fingernails that were digging into Luca’s arm told him that he was hitting Randal’s sweet spot with every thrust.
But it wasn’t enough.
Luca needed more.
So much more.
"I need you to roll over, Randal." Moving his hips back, Luca carefully pulled out of Randal.
The sight of Randal on his hands and knees was breathtaking. Luca spared a second to drink in the man’s perfect backside. Randal’s puckered hole was swollen, making Luca’s cock throb to get back inside the tight heat. He lined his aching cock up and pushed inside. Luca groaned when he felt Randal's body welcome him with searing heat and a tight grip.
