“You,” I raised my voice, “need to get naked.” I ripped off his tracksuit pants and hoodie, leaving him in his briefs.
My mate smirked and swaggered toward a gym mat. “Is this what you want?” He eased a hand inside his underwear and shoving a finger or fingers inside him. His breathing became slow and deep, while mine sped up as he finger-fucked his hole.
I pictured my length plunging into that slippery entrance.
“Or is this what you prefer?”
Rawling turned side on and jammed his other hand into his briefs and pumped his cock. His tiny, breathy moans and whimpers taunted me, and I needed those briefs in tatters and my cock buried deep inside him.
“You’re not the only one with shifter strength, babe.”
His briefs didn’t stand a chance, and I dumped the remains behind me.
“You can get on your hands and knees, or I can make you.” Our eyes were locked on one another, and his eyes were dark, charged with lust.
“Make me,” he whispered.
Pushing him face forward, he fell with a shifter’s grace onto all fours and raised that beautiful ass, glistening with slick.
“Fuck me, like you did that first time.”
I kneeled behind him and spread his cheeks, before thrusting my throbbing cock into his channel.
“Yes, like that. Now pound into me.”
My mate glanced over his shoulder, and we locked eyes. There was desire in his gaze, but overwhelming that was love.
I gripped the soft flesh on his hips and pulled out, leaving the tip buried inside him. My shaft glimmered in the harsh fluorescent lighting as I plowed back in. My mate bucked his hips, sending heat surging over my skin.
Rawling gripped the gym mat and angled his hips. Gods, my body spasmed as he wiggled and taunted me. I tapped his butt.
“More, please.”
If he was human, I’d have been reluctant, but I spanked him hard.
He yelped and wriggled his ass. “I like it.”
But I was done with the slapping, and I rammed my cock into him, filling and stretching him. Leaning over him, I licked down his spine, enjoying the goosebumps that raced after me.
“Your tongue is magic.” He shivered.
Oh, he was stroking my ego, and I adored him for it. “So’s my cock.” I slammed into him before pausing and pressing my chest on his back. Our sweat mingled, along with my saliva.
“Mmmm.”
I dug my fingers into his flesh, knowing I wasn’t hurting him because… shifter strength. I wanted to consume him, to shove my dick into his depths and claim every inch of him.
“Faster and harder, please.”
Glancing between my legs, I gazed at my length, ramrod hard and coated in my mate’s slick. Before penetrating him again, I said, “Grab your cock.”
“Oh, you want me to pump my enormous arousal while you fill me, making me scream?” He pushed back so my cock slid into him as he jerked off.
But I wanted to hold him too. My hand crept over his hip, and I placed it around his and pumped while I filled him over and over.
“You’re so tight, I love being inside of you.”
“Me too.” Rawling squeezed around me, and I paused my fucking, leaving my cock inside him while I took deep breaths to ward off my orgasm.
