Page 26 of The Protective Gryphen

They were opposites.

And he was glad.

“Mr. Patterson, you have one hell of a mouth on you. Thank you for that.”

He grinned.

“Well, now, we have a problem,” Ian admitted, as he rubbed against Gryphen’s still hard dick.

“And that is?”

Ian was blunt.

“I need to be fucked by you,” Ian admitted. “Please,” he whispered, so turned on by the man beneath him. He always wanted to feel this way.

Forever.

Those words sent chills across both of their bodies, and Gryphen definitely wanted that. In fact, he wanted everything with this man.

What began as protection duty had evolved into something deeper and needier.

Now, Gryphen’s dick was back in the upright position, just waiting for Ian to use him.

“Well, Ian, do your worst,” he said. “Use me.”

That sent chills down Ian’s body.

Gryphen was far from done.

“Come on, Baby. Show me how you ride dick,” he said, his body taut with need all over again. The orgasm didn’t lessen the desire.

It intensified it.

“I want you, Ian.”

God.

To hear that…

He wasn’t in pain anymore, and he wasn’t afraid. On top of that, Gryphen wanted him. The man was genuinely attracted to him, and he could see it in his eyes.

There was no faking this.

As Ian positioned the man’s erection at his ass and began sinking down his dick, Gryphen struggled to hold on.

“I love you,” he admitted, saying it when his heart knew he needed to make that claim. “You’re mine,” Gryphen added.

Ian loved how filled he felt, and when he finally got all of Gryphen in his ass, he dropped his head back to enjoy the crisscrossing of goosebumps running all over his body.

He belonged.

He was loved.

This was the best day in his life, and he knew it.

As he began moving, he braced his hands on Gryphen’s big chest, and rode him hard.

There was the cacophony of gasps, moans, and an occasional ‘fuck’, that filled the room.

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