Page 28 of The Protective Gryphen

“Shit, Baby, your ass,” he muttered, feeling his balls tighten up and begin to protest. “I’m going to cum in you,” he whispered. “I need you to cum for me, or I have to keep going.”

Ian felt himself being jerked back, his body pressed to Gryphen as his one big hand was over his chest, and the other one was pumping his dick furiously.

He was trapped.

“God! Gryphen! Take me!”

Oh, and he did.

His hips drove into him, fucking him senseless, as he pumped his dick like a Marine on a mission.

“Gryphen! I’m going to cum!” he warned, loving how he had no control, and the man was using his body.

And giving him pleasure.

“Come on, Baby,” he whispered. “Cum for me. Show me how you like it. This is only the beginning. I’m going to fuck you every day like this.”

At his words, and that deep sultry voice, Ian broke.

His whole body betrayed him as he was being jerked off with Gryphen’s big hand, and impaled by his thick, rock-hard dick.

He started to cum, shooting his load all over a pillow as Gryphen fucked him even harder.

He took him in sweaty abandon, christening that castle like it deserved.

Hell.

Yeah.

Oohrah.

The wild Marine came, again, his body exploding deep in Ian’s ass. He came so hard, and loved every second as he felt that heat fill Ian.

Yeah, he never wanted it to end.

Now, this was an addiction he could get accustomed to every day.

Yeah, he loved him.

Completely.

Gryphen couldn’t stay upright, and he moaned as they fell backward onto the bed, his dick still buried in him. His erection throbbed as his heart was still racing.

Yeah, that had been a fast romp that he’d never forget. It was that damn good.

Later, he’d romance him, but for now, they needed the best wake up of them all.

Screw the cooling coffee.

He wanted ass to get the day going.

“That’s what I like,” Gryphen admitted. “That’s who I am,” he added, in case there was any room for questioning what kind of man he was.

Ian was with him on that. He was perfectly good with waking up like this for the rest of his life.

“Oh, Gryph.”

At his name, he rolled to his side and kept his dick in place. He liked being ball’s deep in Ian’s ass. Then, he was honest.

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