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When his lover was ready, he’d let him know. Until then, Cian would lavish all the attention and affection on him that he could, and
just be thankful that he’d been given the gift of someone as amazing
as Zavion.
“I want to bite you.” It was said through gulps of air, but Zavion sounded so confused that Cian couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Aye, but I’m thinkin’ it’s best if we wait a bit on that. If ya rush into it, I’m afraid you’ll kick yourself for it later.” He pushed the damp locks back from Zavion’s forehead and smiled. “Are ya okay, then, darlin’?”
“Oh, yeah.” A mischievous light flashed in his eyes, and he wiggled his hips in a way that caused Cian to groan as his cock awoke with renewed interest inside his lover’s body. “Can we do that again?”
“Right now?”
“No, in another three months.” Zavion rolled his eyes and snorted. “I’m up for it if you are.” He arched his back, rubbing his still-hard dick over Cian’s abs to show just how “up” for it he was.
“The gods almighty, you’re gonna be the death of me.”
“Is that a yes?”
Even if his cock wasn’t already throbbing once more, there was no way on heaven or earth that Cian was going to pass up the opportunity. “You’re not a fox. You’re a tricksy little minx, is what ya are.” A confident smile slid into place, and he began a slow, sensual rhythm, gliding in and out of Zavion’s lithe body. “Hold on tight.”
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“You’re going to have to do better than that,” Zavion taunted him as he reached over his head and gripped the top shelf on the headboard.
If his little fox wanted more, Cian could deliver. Slipping out of his mate’s opening, he grabbed Zavion around the waist and flipped him easily, pushing him face-first into the mattress. Then he held his cock at the base and slid the tip along his lover’s crease, making sure to nudge his glistening entrance without entering.
Over and over, he continued to tease. Insinuating his other hand
between their bodies, he palmed Zavion’s tight sac and squeezed with just enough pressure to elicit a muffled moan. When he felt he’d tormented them both long enough, he surged inside again until his entire length was surrounded by Zavion’s silky heat.
Holding firmly to his mate’s thighs, he pounded into him with
bone-jarring force. The harder he thrust, the louder Zavion’s cries of pleasure grew until he was certain half the coven would be able to hear him. Perspiration rolled down Cian’s neck and over his chest, his heart kicked hard against his sternum, and the muscles in his thighs burned with exertion.
Feeling his climax building, nudging him close to the edge, he gradually slowed his pace and pulled free of the strangling hold on his cock. Manhandling his lover as though he weighed nothing, he jerked Zavion up from the bed and spun him around so that he straddled Cian’s thighs.
Planting his feet on the mattress, Zavion lowered in one swift drop, impaling himself once again on Cian’s rigid shaft. Their mouths crashed together in a sloppy kiss as his mate bounced in his lap, riding his aching cock like a rodeo champ.
His smooth, creamy skin glinted in the low light of the bedside lamp like diamonds in the moonlight. Honey-blond locks floated around his face and brushed against Cian’s cheeks in feathery soft touches that sent tingles racing along his spine. Every light touch,
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every soft whimper, and every sweet taste bombarded him with sensations until he was once again scrambling for control.
He was fighting a losing battle, though. Zavion commanded his full attention, captivating him in a way he hadn’t thought possible and leaving very few brain cells left over for intellectual thoughts.
Curling both arms around his lover’s waist, Cian guided his
movements, lifting him high and jerking him down on his stiff cock. Small hands grabbed his jaw while slender fingers pressed into the hollow indention just below his ears. Their tongues tangled and swirled, mimicking the movements of their bodies, and the sounds reverberating around the room grew more primal with each punishing thrust.
Zavion’s cock rode the groove between Cian’s corrugated abs as his body undulated in sinful waves. Snaking one hand up the shifter’s spine, Cian gripped the soft hairs at the nape of his neck, jerking his head back on his shoulders so he could stare into his eyes.
“Will ya come for me then, Zavion Dobbs? Will ya tell the world who makes you fly?”
Zavion’s eyelids fluttered closed, his mouth fell open, and Cian’s name burst from his lips on a shout of ecstasy as he filled the space between them with a torrent of sticky cream. Those snug inner walls tightened to near pain, and Cian roared as his release was ripped from him.
Even as he was coming down from the euphoric high, he heard
pounding against the wall near the headboard. “Filthy hypocrite!”
Oscar shouted from the other room.
“Dirty whore!” Zavion yelled back, though his response was a bit
breathless.
Oscar’s chuckles were muffled but still identifiable. “It’s great,
isn’t it?”
Looking into Cian’s eyes, Zavion smiled softly as he dipped his
head to brush their lips together in a tender kiss. “Yes. Yes, it is.”
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Chapter Four
The heated, muscled body curled around the length of his back shifted with a grunt, rousing Zavion from his slumber. The clean, subtle scent of lavender soap from their shared shower tickled his nose, invoking a soft sigh from his smiling lips.
Snuggling down into Cian’s arms, Zavion rehashed all the ways his life had changed in such a short period of time. Of all those changes, Cian was definitely the best. His mental skip down memory lane eventually led him to the previous night’s activities and the reason he had a gorgeous man currently
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