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“You’re so beautiful,” Xander chokes out, sweeping his arms up and down my chest, tickling my skin and pinching my nipples lightly. “Fuck, I need to be inside you.”

I don’t get a moment to respond as Xander lifts two fingers to my bottom lip. My tongue automatically chases after them as he sinks his digits into my mouth. Even his fingers are boiling hot compared to my body. I lap at each finger, coating them with saliva and tasting salt on his skin. I groan at the taste of my mate.

“Keep sucking, sweetheart. Get them nice and slick for me,” Xander purrs.

I suck harder, taking his fingers to the back of my throat until I gag. But I don’t stop. I lather them with my spit, sucking on his digits like my last meal, until he pulls away from my lips and drops his hand to my hole.

His fingers tremble as he rubs circles across my rim. I can feel the heat radiating from him in waves, and I know how desperate he is to fuck me. The thought spurs me on.

“Are you going to fuck me, sir? Finger my hole and then ruin it? Make me gape?” I smirk.

Xander growls through his chest and sinks a digit into my hole. The intrusion has me gasping as I clench down tightly against his finger. My hole greedily sucks him in as he pumps in and out, fucking me and stretching me.

“Next time I'm gagging you,” Xander hums, and I giggle.

Slipping a second finger inside ‌me, Xander strokes my inner walls, massaging the area around my prostate without touching it. The action drives me wild. He scissors my entrance, pulling me apart and stretching me with long, smooth thrusts. The air kisses my hole and I whine desperately.

“I need your c-cock.” I tremble. My legs shake as they lie over Xander’s shoulders, the bar behind his neck rattling.

Unzipping his trousers and pulling his thick cock free, I grow silent. If I had a breath I’d be holding it.

Xander pumps his length. It’s already hard with a red, angry crown, precum sliding down his shaft and following the bulging veins that decorate his skin.

My mouth pools with saliva, and I swallow. The need to have him inside me, whether it’s my mouth or my ass, is driving me insane. “Fill me up with your cock, Xan. Breed my hole.”

“The fucking mouth on you, sweetheart. Fuck.” Xander shivers, and his cock jumps in his fist. With clean-shaven skin, his balls hang heavy below his length—they look just as swollen as mine. Full of cum, just for me.

Lining himself up with my hole, he brushes the spongy head across my entrance, making it flutter. I can already feel the heat of his cock as he edges into my loosened hole. It’s a tight fit compared to his fingers but I love the way he stretches me, forcing my body to accommodate his size.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, sweetheart,” Xander growls as he pushes deeper into me, fucking me lightly with just his tip but slowly gaining more depth.

My stomach tightens as he presses onwards, knowing just how much I love it when he takes what he wants. Finally, inch after inch, Xander’s hips meet my ass and we pause. It feels like his entire arm is inside me as he grinds into my entrance, the tip of his cock brushing past my prostate as he pulls out and watches the way his cock gleams in the dim light.

I look up from where our bodies meet, only to be met by the reflection of his helmet. I can’t see the way he’s biting his lip or how he’s snarling, but I know him all too well. I know how he gasps when I clench down on his cock.

Pumping into me with fervor, Xander grasps my hips and angles my pelvis to the perfect height. His cock rubs so deliciously against my prostate with every pump, it has my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my mouth hanging open in a silent scream.

Jolt after jolt of electricity zaps up my spine as Xander fucks into me. Using my hole the way he likes, all while I’m bound to take whatever he gives me. It has my dick jumping and another bead of precum sliding down my dick and onto my stomach.

Our skin slaps together like thunder, and Xander doesn’t let up, his hips rolling with each thrust and his abs contracting. I want to touch him. I want to run my fingers over those muscles and squeeze those pecs. I want to bite him!

“Xan, I’m getting close,” I whimper.

Responding with an animalistic snarl, Xander doesn’t slow. Instead, he speeds up, strengthening each blow until the tree behind us cracks and groans. Splinters of wood shower to the forest floor as Xander keeps fucking me. My hole burns but it lights up every cell within me.

My jaw aches as my fangs descend, and I run my tongue across their sharp points. They match Xander’s, and I love it. My mouth fills with an overpowering twinge, and I snap my lips at Xander.

He steps closer. His chest rubs against mine, and his body heat envelopes me. The movement is pure instinct as I lash out, mouth wide open and teeth bared. I sink my sharp teeth into Xander’s meaty shoulder, my mouth filling with his blood, and it sends me over the edge.

I drown in him. The salty, metallic taste of his essence fills my stomach, and I scream against his flesh, sucking down more and more.

My dick kicks and my balls grow painfully tight as my climax crests. It’s almost too much. The euphoria of his blood and the rapture of my orgasm have my mind growing numb and empty.

I feel my cum hitting my stomach as I pull away from Xander, my bite mark blossoming on his skin. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Come inside me. I need your cum, please!” I cry out, knowing I sound utterly delirious.

Xander rips his helmet off, throwing it to the floor, and I’m met with the most beautiful man. His black hair is skewed at odd angles and a droplet of sweat covers his temples, but his eyes meet mine, and I gasp.

Huge, dilated pupils overpower the light chrome of his eyes. His fangs cut into his lips, and blood trickles down his chin. I lean forward, fighting against the way he fucks hard into me. I lick at his chin, savoring every drop of crimson.