ADULT EXCERPT

“Yes, Damian. Gods, whatever you say. Please.” He moaned, and his eyes slid shut. The sensation of fingers penetrating wasn’t an unfamiliar one. He’d had women try it before, and he’d always been able to take it or leave it. With Damian…the way he curled his fingers up to score a small, knotted pleasure spot inside him with each thrust made the experience damn near religious for Allasandro.

“Ready for more?” Damian asked. Ally nodded quickly, spreading his legs farther apart. Two fingers penetrated him then. Ally cried out at the stretching sensation and the slight burn, but when Damian curled his fingers once again, he forgot all about the discomfort of the two sensations.

“Please. Please. Please,” Ally babbled. He was a noisy lover. That was why he usually used a washcloth. Damian was eating it up.

“Please what?” he growled.

“Please fuck me. Please. I need you inside. Need it so bad…wanted it so bad. Please, Damian.”

“Want my cock, naughty boy?” Damian taunted, using his other hand to grab his own cock and slide it against the crease of Ally’s ass to tease him. Ally whimpered.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” Damian demanded sharply, pressing just the tip of his dick inside Ally’s unused passage as he withdrew his fingers.

“Yes, sir. I want your cock.” The softly spoken words made Damian shudder this time. The Ravyn felt a moment’s satisfaction over the fact until his mind blanked completely as Damian pushed inside him.

Damian forged a path into Ally’s body one excruciating inch at a time. He paused periodically, making sure that Allasandro was adjusted properly before continuing on. He needn’t have worried. The Ravyn was meeting him push for push, thrust for thrust. He was writhing like a fish on the end of a hook and was enjoying every second of it.

“Come inside, Damian. I won’t break. Promise.” Allasandro grunted, his hips rotating to take Damian deeper. The words were enough. Damian appeared to be at the end of his patience for the slow pace he’d set. The urge to fuck and fuck hard was written all over the vampire’s strained features. It was sexy as hell. Damian lunged forward, skewering Allasandro with his impressive mass before beginning a driving rhythm that was guaranteed to bring them both to screaming release in no time flat.

Ally reached out with his mind, needing to feel the closeness that came with sex. It wasn’t just a physical act with him. It was a mental one as well. His mind was the strongest of the Ravyns, and gallivanting around other people’s heads was second nature to him. He gasped as their minds merged together. His vision blurred as he saw through his own eyes and his lover’s at the same time. It made his head spin.

“Bloody hell, what are you doing?” Damian gasped, his hips jerking harder as their minds slid into one another. He groaned louder and angled his hips to the exact angle Ally needed.

“Yes!” Ally cried out. His hands snaked up and left scratch marks down Damian’s muscular back. The pleasure flowed back and forth between, building as it flowed. It was a ricochet effect that Allasandro had never experienced with any other lover. Of course he’d never had a vampire lover before. Every individual sensation of pleasure rippled through the other person until they were both overly sensitized by touch. They gasped in unison as the orgasm began. Neither of them knew who’d started to fall first, but they were racing to completion together.

Damian’s hips lost their rhythm, and it became a hard pounding that sought only his own pleasure. Ally was right there with him. He cried out over and over, babbling incoherently and loving the expressions that were crossing Damian’s face as their minds’ joining took him higher. Damian grunted from the exertion and his cock nailed Allasandro’s prostate with every lunge. Ally had a feeling that experiencing the pleasure internally and externally tested the limits of what Damian knew of ultimate pleasure. Gods knew that this had just become the most intense sexual encounter of Ally’s considerably long life.