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Callan added a third finger, moving them inside him until Lonnie was open and ready. “Still have the lube?”

Lonnie brought his arm back around and immediately lubed Callan’s entire hand, making him chuckle. He got his cock nice and slippery, then gripped Lonnie’s wonderful plump ass with both hands as he angled Lonnie’s hips just right and finally pushed inside him. The absolute pleasure of entering the man meant to be his mate had his eyes rolling back. He pressed Lonnie harder into the wall and began to slowly thrust inside him, a bit at a time. Lonnie buried his face in Callan’s neck, opening his mouth to bite down, the sharp sting making Callan gasp and move his hips faster.

Eager sounds from Lonnie spurred him on, the man’s channel clenching around his cock, his thighs clutched hard to Callan’s sides. Callan undulated his hips, shuddering at the unbelievable pleasure of being inside Lonnie. So snug. So hot. He started to move faster, Lonnie pushing down with each upward thrust.

A ragged moan poured out of Lonnie. He gasped and tilted his head back. Callan couldn’t resist that stretch of smooth throat, that Adam’s apple. He opened his mouth over Lonnie’s neck and sucked, making Lonnie cry out again before he was reduced to small whimpers that slowly grew louder.

Sweat slicked them together, and Callan tightened his grip on Lonnie’s ass, his entire body pressing Lonnie into the wall over and over.

“So. Good.” He grunted the words, licking Lonnie’s salty skin.

“Callan!” Lonnie’s whole body shuddered and jerked and just as Callan was trying to wedge a hand between them to grab Lonnie’s dick, he yelled again and warm ropes of cum splattered Callan’s stomach and chest as his passage clamped around Callan’s cock hard.

Callan fucking lost it, thrusting harder and harder, chasing his orgasm with focused intent. And when it finally hit, he nearly lost his grip on Lonnie’s ass with his too-slick hand. Out-of-this-world pleasure flowed through his entire body as he spilled into the condom, his fingers probably painful on Lonnie’s ass cheek. He couldn’t help it. Everything had gone to his head. The way Lonnie felt, the way their sex smelled, the slick sweat on their bodies. It was all so raw. So real. He smashed his mouth onto Lonnie’s and sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, biting it gently. His cock slipped out, and he turned and walked to the bed to lay Lonnie down. He stared at him as he removed the condom, tied it off, and dropped it into the small waste basket by the bed.

He couldn’t stop looking.

Lonnie, fucked out, was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Skin flushed and red from friction, his hair a complete mess around his head, lips still open and panting softly. Cum that had smeared between them coated his chest and belly, and Callan growled and bent to lick it up.

“Oh, fuck,” Lonnie breathed, grabbing his horns, which sent another shiver through Callan.

He slowly cleaned Lonnie then moved up his body to kiss him and share the taste. Lonnie’s tongue slid over his, a small, low moan vibrating against Callan’s lips.

Callan pushed himself up on his hands, gaze glued to that pretty, flushed face. Neither of them said a word as Lonnie stared up at him with wide, shocked eyes. His heart just…melted. He maneuvered them both until they were lying withtheir heads on the pillows, careful to keep his horns from hitting the headboard. Then he changed his mind, grunting as he pulled Lonnie all the way on top of him, wrapping his arms tight around him.

Lonnie let out a sweet sigh and rested his cheek on Callan’s chest. They snuggled like that for long moments as they came down together.

“Callan?” Lonnie finally whispered.

“Yeah?”

“That was better than I could have imagined. Is it me or do we just fit?”

“Like puzzle pieces.” He ran his hands up Lonnie’s back to tangle his fingers in all that soft hair.

“I’ve never been taken up against a wall like that. You blew my mind.” He lifted his head. “What page did you say that was again?”

“I forget,” he answered honestly. Everything was a sort of hazy, sated warmth. All he could focus on was the feel of Lonnie over him and their mixed scents.

“Well, we’re going to have to look through more of that book then. Together.” He grinned. “Your strength is fucking hot. I’m going to have to move some shelves so we have more free walls.” He kissed Callan’s collarbone. “Any other favorite pages?”

Chuckling, Callan spread his thighs, so Lonnie fit more snugly between them. “I havea lotof favorite pages.”

Chapter Seventeen

Lonnie

Lonnie was in heaven. He had to be. In the past four days, he and Callan hadn’t been able to keep their hands off each other, and it was the best fucking sex he’d had in his life. And no matter where they did it, Callan always picked him up and carted him to either the couch or the bed for a cuddle. The demon was a major cuddler, which Lonnie absolutely loved.

He’d never felt so cherished in his life.

This morning, as he brewed coffee for them, he looked out of his kitchen window and sighed. It was a beautiful day. And somehow he’d lucked out on this new…boyfriend? Was Callan his boyfriend? Because they certainly felt like they were building something deeper than just hooking up. The demon kissed him like he was infinitely precious, and the way he touched his body had made all his lingering insecurities over it just vanish. He felt attractive with Callan. More than he ever had with anyone else.

He poured a cup of coffee into his favorite big mug that saidI teach and I know things, then leaned against the counter for his first sip.

Callan came into the kitchen with another wrapped present along with his usual excited gift-giving expression.

“Okay, what am I doing to deserve all these presents?”

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