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He didn’t ever want to do anything to dim that shining light.

But Jamie was already keening with pleasure at the invasion. “Fuck yes. More. Fuck me. Please.”

Luc slid back before thrusting in again, all the way to the hilt. He tried to keep a slow, steady pace, to be good for his human, but Jamie’s heels dug into his ass, pushing him in.

“Faster, monster. Harder.”

Fuck. Luc had thought he could control himself, that he could be careful. A good, protective mate. But he was wrong. Each whimper Jamie made snapped another thread of Luc’s careful restraint, until he was thrusting furiously, snarling with each push of his hips.

He was lost in that tight heat. Drowning in the glorious sounds Jamie was making. Overwhelmed with the rightness of it all.

“You like this?” he growled, pushing Jamie’s legs back until they practically brushed his head. “Being claimed by a monster?”

“Fuck!” Jamie yelled. “Yes. I like it. I like it so fucking much.”

Luc wrapped one hand around Jamie’s neck, collaring him with his grip. “You belong to me. Body and soul. You and this perfect fucking hole. All mine.”

“Yes,” Jamie gasped.

Luc couldn’t help it. The monster rose to the surface. “Ours forever, perfect mate.”

Jamie’s eyes widened at his rougher, deeper tone. Could he tell which part of Luc was speaking to him? But Jamie panted his agreement anyway. “Yes. Yours.”

Luc released his hold on Jamie’s neck and flipped him, pulling that gorgeous ass up and rutting into him. He was losing his rhythm, his impending release building in the base of his spine. Jamie was just too fucking perfect, the tight grip of his ass around Luc’s cock.

Luc wrapped a hand around Jamie’s leaking erection. He wanted his mate coming with him.

He pulled Jamie’s hips back with his other hand, burying himself to the hilt and coming with a deep, hoarse cry, his thighs jerking as he emptied himself into his mate, Jamie’s release flooding his fist at the same time.

He let himself collapse on top of Jamie, pressing them both down into the bed.

“Fuck,” Jamie grunted, his entire body trembling underneath Luc’s. “Fuck.”

He sounded spent and exhausted and well used.

After gathering his strength, Luc flipped Jamie again and took a moment to lick the cum off Jamie’s spent cock, ignoring Jamie’s feeble protests at the overstimulation.

Jamie gave up quickly, sprawling back and laughing weakly. “Dirty old man.”

Luc lifted Jamie’s legs, once again folding his mate like a pretzel. He was becoming addicted to how splendidly bendy his lithe human was. “I like tasting every bit of you.”

Jamie sucked in a breath as Luc licked his hole again. “What are you doing?” he breathed.

“I was too rough with you…”

Jamie gave a weak moan. “Why does that feel so good right now?”

“My saliva and its healing properties.”

Jamie laughed again, a sleepy, rough sound. “I’m a lucky man.”

Luc’s chest tightened at that. Jamie thought he was lucky, to have Luc as his own.

We’re never letting him go, his monster purred.Never ever.

Jamie’s eyes were closed and his breathing even by the time Luc finished cleaning him, drawing himself up to lie beside him. Luc watched those slow, deep breaths, the rhythm of Jamie’s rising chest.

How fragile he was. How mortal.

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