Page 47 of Beyond Fate

Finally, he pushed his finger inside the tight heat. Damon whimpered and stuck out his ass. Casimir nipped one of his perfect globes, inserting a second finger before scissoring them.

“Turn around for me, sweetheart.” Casimir had to pull his fingers free, but he reached between Damon’s legs when he turned and pushed them back inside his mate’s entrance.

Damon’s pretty cock was jutting, and there was so much pre-cum that some dripped to the floor. Casimir licked at the slit, drew the salty taste into his mouth, moaning as he suckled the head between his lips. Damon’s body jerked as he fisted Casimir’s hair.

“So good,” his mate said with a hiss. “So incredible.”

As Casimir took the cock deeper, he thrust his fingers deep inside Damon’s ass, adding a third as his mate fucked them like they were Casimir’s dick. He thrust his fingers faster, but when he felt his mate getting closer, he yanked his fingers free and pulled off Damon’s cock.

“No!” Damon gripped his hair tighter.

Casimir grabbed his mate’s wrist and squeezed gently. Finally, Damon let the strands go, breathing heavily as Casimir rose to his feet.

“Why did you stop?” his mate whined.

With a smirk, Casimir spun Damon around and placed his hand between the man’s shoulder blades. “Bend over for me, nékah. Be careful of your stomach against the edge of the counter.”

As soon as Damon leaned over, Casimir used his thigh to spread his mate’s legs apart. “I stopped because I need to sink into your ass,” he groaned. “Because I need to fuck my beautiful wolf.”

Casimir slid his underwear off, and his cock sprang free. He lubed his hand, fisted his cock, and stroked the hard flesh a few times. Damon raised his head and stared at Casimir through the mirror. Damn, Casimir loved him so much, would kill anyone who thought to harm him.

As they gazed at one another, Casimir pressed the tip of his cock against heaven. He pressed a hand over Damon’s left shoulder, held him in place, then drove inside his ass.

Damon cried out. Casimir had never seen a more breathtaking sight than the look of raw passion transforming Damon’s face.

“Let me know if you become uncomfortable on the counter.” Casimir gripped both of Damon’s shoulders and pulled his cock back slightly. “Understood?”

Breathing heavily, Damon closed his eyes then nodded. “Just…just stop standing there and fuck me already.”

Casimir smirked at his mate’s needy plea. “Feel it, nékah. Take just a moment and feel how intense my cock throbs inside your body.”

Damon pushed back slightly on Casimir’s dick. “Feels amazing.” He opened his eyes as his canines extended.

Sliding a hand down his mate’s side, Casimir studied him in the mirror. He was savagely bewitching. His wild beast.

Placing his other hand on Damon’s hips, Casimir asked, “Fast or slow, my love?”

Damon gripped the edge of the long counter and pushed his ass out a little farther like he was getting ready for a wild ride. “Fast.”

Casimir gave a single nod, braced his feet, then pounded into his mate’s ass, driving Damon onto his cock with every forward thrust. Then Casimir’s gaze lowered, watching as his dick drove in and out of his mate’s ass.

“Your body clenches my cock so firmly, gives me so much pleasure.” He glanced up.

“So much pleasure,” Damon said with a pant. “Make me come. I’m so close.”

“Stroke your dick, nékah.” Casimir tilted his head back slightly, his lips parting. “I want to see you bring yourself off. Want to feel your ring of muscle clamp down on my cock.”

Damon reached between his legs and stroked his cock to Casimir’s fast thrusting. His mate gasped a few times, his head thrown back, his mouth dropped open slightly.

“Casimir!” Damon’s body convulsed, his hole gripping Casimir’s cock, making it almost impossible to thrust. The scent of his mate’s cum filled the bathroom, triggering Casimir’s orgasm.

He grunted and buried his cock deep, his release pulsing inside his mate. Casimir curled his arms around Damon and pulled him to his chest, riding the tiny aftershocks. Then he slid his hand down and splayed it over Damon’s stomach.

“Are you as amazed as I am that we created a child together?” He kissed his mate’s neck.

Damon stared at Casimir’s hand through the mirror. “It still doesn’t feel real. I don’t think it will until my gut starts popping out.”

Casimir laughed. He never thought he could feel this happy. “Go for your ride, nékah. Just promise me you’ll be careful.” He kissed his mate’s neck again. “And bring me back some barbeque.”

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