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He looked at his mate over his shoulder, at that chiseled chest and lean waist. His eyes travelled down to the cock that jutted toward Lucas. Lucas moaned when Bennett ran a finger along the crack of his ass gently, not pushing in, but just feeling it. “You are so perfect, baby. So sexy with it offered up to me.”

“I’m yours.”

Bennett’s eyes changed at Lucas’ words, as if saying them out loud for the first time was enough to turn Bennett on.

Lucas pushed into the touch, wanting more. He whimpered when Bennett took his fingers away, but his mate didn’t go very far. Bennett spread his ass cheeks apart and then Lucas had to shut his eyes at the delicious anticipation when he felt Bennett’s breath ghost over his hole. It wasn’t long before he felt wet heat press into him.

Bennett moaned against him and it was as if Lucas could feel the vibrations of it on his cock. He licked at his ass again. Lucas couldn’t help but grind down on that tongue.

“Fuck,” Lucas shouted when Bennett slid a digit into him, swiping over his prostate. At the same time, Bennett licked at his balls, drawing them into his mouth gently. Lucas couldn’t help but cry out again at the pleasure of it. It had been a while since he had had sex and Bennett’s gentleness felt perfect.

Bennett was perfect.

Lucas fucked himself until one became two. Each time Bennett touched that magic spot, a small orgasm worked through Lucas’ body. He couldn’t keep still. He barely felt the arm as it came around his waist, flipping him onto his back, the fingers in his ass leaving him briefly before entering him again.

Bennett looked at him with his dragon eyes. “You’re really tight, baby.”

He blinked up at Bennett, watching him as he leaned over and opened the bedside drawer. Bennett fumbled around with the cap on the lube bottle, finally opening it and squirting some out onto his fingers. He threw the bottle down beside Lucas before sliding into him again.

Lucas had a hard time concentrating on anything but the fullness. He liked the feeling. Always had.

“You’re so responsive.”

He rocked against the fullness and tried not to come. His balls tightened. “Please, Bennett. I’m close.”

“You will not come until I’m inside you,” Bennett growled.

Lucas nodded and clung as Bennett lifted him farther on the bed. He longed to feel Bennett’s weight on him, making him feel safe and loved all at the same time. He needed to take in his scent and warmth. That was why, when Bennett tried to release him, Lucas held on as if his life depended on the physical closeness.

“Aw, Baby. You should have told me you needed me like this.” Bennet settled against him once again, relaxing his body. His cock pressed against Lucas’ opening but neither needed anything more for the moment. They pressed their cheeks together. Stubble abraded Lucas’ skin but he still didn’t care.

“I didn’t know I needed to feel your weight on me until now.”

It wasn’t until Lucas wrapped his legs around Bennett’s waist and his cock slipped in a little bit, that either of them moved.

Lucas whimpered.

“Shh. I’ve got you, mate. I’ll always give you what you need.” And true to his word, Bennett pushed inside.

The fullness was back and with it, pressure. “Am I hurting you?”

Lucas nodded. “A little.”

“Fuck. I’m sorry, baby. Do you want to stop?”

“No!” Lucas held on to him tighter and tried to take more of Bennett’s cock inside. Bennett got the message but went slower. The head of his cock pressed against Lucas’ prostate and made his blood boil with passion. He cried out when he tried to get more of that delicious feeling. “Oh God.”

“Don’t you come until I’m all the way in,” Bennett whispered, his voice going husky and he breathed heavily.

“Yes. Okay. Just. More. Yeah, just like that. That’s perfect, Benny.”

Bennett pulled back out a little and then worked it back in again, giving Lucas exactly what he asked for. Lucas felt Bennett’s mouth turn up into a smile as he kept going. Finally, Bennett was all the way in.

“So full.” Lucas breathed out and then in again, letting it out slowly.

Bennett lifted, meeting his gaze. “Are you okay?”

“I’m good. Really, really good. Move. Please.”