But…
This was just release.
Nothing more.
Lips were not necessary for rutting. Tenderness was not part of fucking.
So, he gritted his teeth and thinned his lips, breaking his eyes from the liger’s face. Instead, he looked down to where they were joined.
With a single-minded determination, he clenched his buttocks and thrust, methodically stroking that swollen, throbbing pleasure spot inside, purposely driving the Beast mad with burgeoning, inescapable pleasure.
Mad enough to take both of their minds away from that almost-kiss.
“Come,” he commanded, his voice ground to dust by the almost unbearable ecstasy.
“Now.”
And as he watched, the other male’s body began to shake and shudder in the beginnings of a painfully intense climax. His stretched hole constricted repeatedly around Zai’s cock, squeezing him so hard it was the most agonizing pleasure.
“You too,” the Beast growled, a low roar tearing out of his chest as if he was mortally wounded and dying.
He latched onto Zai’s throat and bit into his vein.
Come.
Zai thrust his hips once, twice, three times more. Hard and deep, jolting them both, before letting his own climax take him.
His body felt like it was bursting apart at the seams. Thick, hot cream jetted into Sin’s convulsing channel in continuous pulses until it overflowed, leaking down the other man’s thighs, coating both their groins.
When the last shivers subsided from their bodies, Zai carefully withdrew, dragging his cock slowly through Sin’s tight, spasming channel, making both of them groan helplessly.
Immediately, he felt…bereft.
He watched with lips peeled back in a satisfied snarl as Sin’s hole clenched around emptiness, as if desperately trying to hold his cream inside, even while it inevitably oozed out.
He wanted to plunge back inside the Beast’s body. To be consumed in that heavenly inferno.
As if he belonged there. As if he was made to fill the other male.
Unable to stop himself, he pushed one of Sin’s legs back so that his hole was more exposed. He inserted his two longest fingers into the other male’s rapidly closing entrance, making Sin’s breath stutter from the painful yet utterly addictive intrusion, making his hole flutter helplessly around Zai’s thick fingers, sucking on them convulsively.
Zai knew how he felt. He’d felt the same himself.
As much as he fought against the other male’s possession and dominance of him, his body was ultimately enslaved by the overwhelming pleasure of being filled.
Being owned.
He crooked his fingers and found the swollen gland inside of Sin. Almost soothingly, like a lover taking care of his mate, he rubbed against that pleasure spot from the inside, while his thumb stroked the strip of sensitive flesh between the male’s balls and anus from the outside.
Sin shuddered reflexively, his body tensing again in the throes of another climax, his tawny skin heating in a head-to-toe flush. Low growls escaped his throat as he arched his back and clenched his abdominals, his ruddy cock continuously leaking both precum and seed.
And Zai reveled in the tight inferno of the male’s body, the silkiness of his insides combined with the slippery cream he’d left behind.
He played with Sin for endless minutes like this, simply massaging and rubbing, watching himself thrust his fingers inside the male’s tight hole, pushing his cream back inside when it tried to leak out.
When Sin couldn’t stand it any more, having come too hard and for too long, he put his hand on Zai’s to still his movements. He arched up so that he could meet Zai’s passion-mad eyes with his own brilliant fire.
No more,the liger communicated in his growly voice.