Page 32 of Chaos Claimed

There it was. That needy whimper Santiago wanted to hear, a soft escape of breath, a plea, his fingers pressing hard into Santiago’s bicep. The primal urge intensified with each soft exhale from Percy, each desperate whimper as Santiago kissed him deeply, his tongue mimicking the way he yearned to claim Percy entirely.

With deliberate, languid movements, Santiago delved into the depths of Percy’s mouth, exploring, and silently pleading for acceptance, to allow himself to be claimed, needing to know if Percy wanted this as much as Santiago did.

“Santiago,” Percy panted, pupils blown wide with desire. “Please...”

“Tell me what you need, cariño.” Santiago nipped at the sensitive skin below Percy’s ear. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you,” Percy breathed. “All of you. I need to feel you inside me.”

Fuck if he could deny this man anything.

Percy let out a playful growl, crawling over Santiago, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Santiago wasn’t sure what the hell was happening, but his cock was hard as steel.

“This is what I want.” Without warning, Percy slammed his lips over Santiago’s. The kiss was intense, crushing, but Santiago didn’t stop his mate.

Percy was making his own claim, and Santiago was so turned on he could barely stand it. He just lay back and let Percy take charge. After his elegido got his own shirt off, fumbling with Santiago’s pants. His moves were wild and daring, practically challenging Santiago to stop him.

He didn’t do a damn thing but watch.

Percy slipped from the bed, yanked Santiago’s jeans down his legs, and then looked at him with a wicked glint in his eyes before swallowing his cock down to the root. Santiago shouted as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His hips bucked, driving his cock further down his mate’s hot mouth.

God, the man was sucking him so hard that Santiago was mindless. He spread his legs farther apart as he began to fuck Percy’s mouth.

But his mate wasn’t having that. He pressed Santiago’s hips down, keeping them in place as he ran his tongue around the head, drawing the pre-cum out like honey, and then dove right back down onto Santiago’s cock.

“Fuck, cariño.” Santiago gritted his teeth, staving off his orgasm. He wasn’t about to let this moment end so soon, but if Percy kept up at his current pace, he was a goner.

His damn legs were wobbling as Percy rode Santiago’s cock with his lips, sliding them up and down his shaft, faster and faster. His head was bobbing, the suction tight, and Santiago felt like his damn brain was melting into the side of his head.

“Percy…please…god!” Santiago threw his head back and clenched his teeth, gripping the sheets tightly. He wasn’t going to be able to hold off. Not when Percy was sucking his cock so fiercely.

Waves of intense pleasure surged through him. That guy was definitely trying to drive him insane. Santiago’s heart was beating so fast he feared it would thump right out of his chest.

Then Percy slipped a deliberate finger deep into Santiago’s ass.

His vision spun into oblivion, eyes rolling back in a haze of unrestrained pleasure.

“Fuck!” Santiago shouted, feeling like he was having an out-of-body experience. His hips thrust uncontrollably, his cum surging in a heated torrent. A kaleidoscope of stars burst behind his eyelids, his breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps.

When Percy pulled back, Santiago barely managed to pry his heavy eyelids open, only to find his mate completely naked. How in the—it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was—Percy lunged. He straddled Santiago, devouring his lips.

“You’re mine,” Percy groaned.

“I’m yours,” Santiago said as his chest contracted rapidly. “All yours.”

Percy nipped Santiago on his chin and then attached his lips to one of his nipples. His body was still riding the high of his climax, which made his nipples ultrasensitive. Santiago hissed, running his hands through Percy’s hair, pulling at the strands.

Santiago didn’t rush. He let Percy guide the rhythm, slow and searching, his hands planted on Santiago’s chest. Every kiss Percy dropped on his skin felt like a promise.

He dragged his fingers down Percy’s back, tracing the curve of his spine. “Take your time, cariño,” he murmured. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Percy leaned forward, breath stuttering against Santiago’s neck as he shifted his weight. A low grunt slipped out as Santiago’s cock pressed between the soft cheeks of Percy’s ass. He didn’t move, not yet. Just breathed through it. Let Percy feel every part of him.

A spurt of slick heat dashed against his mate’s entrance. Percy gasped, eyes fluttering. His head dipped as another pulse followed, then another, each one timed with Santiago’s breath, like his body knew what his mate needed before he could ask.

Santiago groaned low in his throat, his tip slick and wet, gliding over that stubborn little ring. Only when Percy rocked back with a soft, needy sound did Santiago lift his hips, guiding himself into place.

With a gentle press, he began to ease inside. The resistance gave slowly, feeling Percy clench, then relax around him, his mate impaling himself on Santiago’s cock inch by pleasurable inch.

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