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“Yes please.”

“Such a polite boy,” Dante praised. He pressed three long, thick fingers inside Carver. He paused as Carver grunted and tightened.

“Don’t stop,” Carver demanded.

“Relax for me,” Dante ordered. “You need to take my fingers to take my cock.”

“I can.” Carver rocked forward before pushing back. “I can take you.”

“I know you can.” Dante slowly withdrew his digits then pushed them in again. He worked with a strained patience as both he and his boy were anxious to get Carver open.

“I’m good.” Carver rocked forcefully. “Look at me, Daddy! I can take them. Take you! Plllease.”

Dante gave his fingers a few more thrusts, making sure that Carver took him smoothly.

“Cock. Cock,” Carver chanted.

“Yes, boy.” Dante covered his dick with lube and massaged it in as Carver watched with glowing green eyes.

“Mine, Daddy! Mine.”

“All yours, baby.” Dante let go of his cock and wiped his hand on the covers below him but Carver was already moving.

Carver straddled Dante’s waist, trying to position himself.

“Calm down.” Dante caught Carver’s waist and squeezed. “I’ll help you.”

“I need!” Carver told him. “It’s burning inside me. I want you so bad.”

Dante understood. The bond was throbbing like a live wire, wanting them to come together. He held the base of his cock while gently urging Carver down.

The tip of his shaft brushed across the slickness of Carver’s hole and caught.

“Sink down, baby boy. Claim your Daddy.”

“Yes,” Carver hissed as he lowered himself.

Dante’s cock filled Carver until Dante was buried to the hilt. With his back arched, Carver released a low moan.

“Ride me, baby, and I’ll feed you.”

Placing his palms on Dante’s chest, Carver lifted up before slamming back down. He started with gentle movements. Dante gripped Carver’s hip bones tight, watching the boy in control of both of their pleasures.

As Carver picked up the pace, Dante carded his fingers through the boy’s hair and dragged his mouth down to his own. The kiss was full of passion flowing between them and driving Dante to the edge of sanity.

Dante thrust his hips fast and hard as he devoured Carver’s kiss.

The tension built until his climax was close. Dante ripped his mouth away to cut above his nipple once again. “Drink,” he commanded.

Carver whined and lowered his mouth.

Dante’s blood flowed from his body and into his boy before Dante gave a powerful thrust.

Carver sucked and rocked as Dante held the boy tight, ramming his cock deep over and over. Dante chased his orgasm until it seemed to be ripped from his soul.

Shouting loud, he unloaded into his boy’s hole, finally claiming him in the way that would mark Carver as his for eternity.

Carver lifted his mouth, blood dripping from his lips, and cried out before covering Dante’s stomach and chest with his own release.