Book One in the Lycan Chronicles
Evander Rue had his entire life planned out even before he was born. He grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and parents who never had time for him. A family who barely called or cared for him left him to be rais...
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Midnight threw his head back in complete ecstasy, his inky black hair covering the entire pillow like ink spill, legs spread wide as Evan took his steel hard cock all the way to the back of his throat effortlessly, extending his tongue, spiraling and wrapping it around the thick swollen member in the way the werewolf knew his mate liked having his dick sucked. The goth's fingers were buried deep in the blonde's hair, nails scratching his scalp and pulling harshly, forcing Evan to suck him at a brutal pace that they both enjoyed. Whenever he tried to speak, a low moan would escape his mouth, his thrusting to fuck his pet's throat without mercy, yet Evan never asked for any. He took everything Midnight tossed at him in stride, messily sucking his mate's cock, ropes of saliva and cum dripping down Midnight's twitching dick, coating his balls and thighs. Evan's facial hair was stubborn, forcing him to constantly shave, and even then he could never fully get rid of it, and for once, he didn't mind, the little hairs scoring against Midnight's porcelain skin, leaving red marks behind in their wake, evidence of Evan's love.
They had been at it for hours, only ever stopping to hydrate, use the bathroom, and take a snack break (not in the particular order) before they tackled each other, impatience and demanding to be united physically once more. They fucked on every single available surface of the upstairs and downstairs master bedroom, the majority of the furniture was broken mainly due to Evan losing his control of his strength and Midnight being cruelly relentless. Now Evan was getting his revenge, his swollen hole clenching around nothing, missing the feeling of his mate's massive hot cock ramming against his prostate like a jackhammer.
Midnight's voice was hoarse when he shouted, hips lifting off the bed entirely as he came down Evan's throat. The werewolf greedily sucked every drop of his mate's seed, humming in delight at the taste lingering on his tongue. With a smirk, Evan carefully pulled his tongue and mouth away, pressing a loving kiss to the sensitive tip, causing Midnight to shudder and groan, pulling Evan's hair in mild protest.
"Enough, you beast." Midnight grumbled without malice, yanking Evan up to him so he could kiss him. They both hummed softly, twisting and turning until they reached a comfortable position on the bed. Midnight laid on his back, cushioned by the countless pillows with Evan lying on top of him, his head resting on his chest, using his fingers to trace over his mate's scars with gentle fingers, silently promising himself that he would do everything in his power to make sure Midnight didn't obtain anymore.
