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Philip entered the chalet assigned to him and his mate shut the door and brought Troy down. His hungry lips were hard and hot on Troy’s even before his mate could find his footing, kissing him deeply and with raw passion. With a hand cradling the back of Troy’s head, Philip shoved him against the wall and plundered his sweet mouth, overwhelming Troy’s senses in a ruthless assault. Philip knew he had to rein in some control and stop what he was doing…hoped that he would be able to stop.
But it was so hard…
Troy totally melted against Philip, kissing him back as hard as he was receiving. He was lost in sensations so sharp and raw it felt as if the world was swirling around them. He felt his mate’s hardness against him and wondered exactly when Philip had freed himself. That hard, enormous, jutting evidence of Philip’s desire for him never ceased to floor and excite him. Troy tore his mouth away from Philip’s and sunk to his knees before his handsome and totally captivating mate.
“Troy…” Philip groaned as if he was in pain when he felt a sweet warmth around the head of his cock. “Oh fuck, baby…” If the alpha thought he could exercise control enough to stop what he was doing, what his mate did next, threw that thought out of the window.
Troy sucked on the head of his mate’s throbbing hardness like a starving baby at its mother’s nipple. With one hand, he stroked the shaft as he licked, slurped, and sucked on the head and with the other, he reached up under Philip’s t-shirt and worked a hardened nipple with his fingers. And the entire time, his lust-filled eyes remained locked on Philip’s, asking…pleading…seducing… Philip was to wonder, afterward, how he’d managed to stay on his feet. The combination of sensations he felt from his mate blew his mind.
Those luscious lips on him sucking hard, the stroking hand, the fingers on his nipple, and those beautiful blue eyes looking into his very soul… The alpha knew he was fucked. There was no going back, he thought with determination as he allowed his head to fall back in blissful abandon. He was definitely going to take his mate. Philip couldn’t suppress his grunts and cries of ecstasy. With his head thrown back and his fingers tangled in Troy’s hair, the alpha was a picture of male ecstasy.
“Enough…” Philip suddenly growled as he reached down to lift Troy off the floor and throw him onto the bed. “Are you ready for this?” He rasped as he stripped out of his clothes.
“I was born ready.” Troy breathed as his appreciative gaze followed Philip’s every move, his mouth watering at the sight of that exquisite male beauty.
“Well, technically you were born naked and screaming but I believe you.” Philip rasped as he got on the bed and unwrapped his sexy mate. The look in his eyes showed how much he adored his mate’s body. “I could look at you twenty-four-seven and not get tired.”
“I know…” Troy whispered, reaching up to brush his fingers through Philip’s hair. “You always look at me like I’m some masterpiece. You make me feel like art…you make me feel beautiful.” He breathed.
“You are beautiful,” Philip murmured as he lowered his head to Troy’s chest and captured a hard nipple with his mouth.
“Oooh…” Troy gasped, arching his back and cradled the back of Philip’s head to keep him on that flesh. “Feels so good.” His moans soon turned into erotic cries as Philip worked those nipples. He was leaking like a faulty tap.
“Baby, I really wanted to do this right,” Philip murmured when Troy began to frenziedly rut against him. “But I want you so bad right now I can’t worship this body as I would have wished.” He husked as he reached out to open the drawer attached to the bedside table and grabbed the tube of lube in there.
“You did a lot of worshiping last night, Philip.” Troy panted, lifting his arse to enable Philip push the pillow he’d grabbed, under it. “In fact, you outdid yourself. Now all I want is to feel you inside me so…” He shrugged. “Give it to me.” He gave Philip the sexist grin which turned into a moan when Philip stretched out on top of him. The feel of Philip’s naked body against his was absolutely amazing.
“Oh, I’m going to give it to you alright,” Philip said huskily as with one hand, he pinned Troy’s hands above his head. He latched onto a nipple as he rubbed his slick thumb against Troy’s puckered hole. “Relax,” Philip muttered when he felt Troy tense up.
“I’m trying.” Troy whimpered, fearing the unknown despite the fact that he needed his mate with his entire being. “I’m a little nervous. Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.” Philip pressed a kiss on Troy’s lips. “It’s only natural for you to feel nervous. Let’s try this…” Was all the warning Troy got before he felt his mate’s tongue on his mark. He moaned as an intense shudder rocked his body.
“Oh god…” Troy’s eyes fluttered shut in ecstasy as Philip’s mouth slowly drove him mindless.
Philip licked and sucked on that mark that never ceased to drive his mate crazy. Troy moaned loudly, his legs opening wider to give his mate better access to his hole. And as the alpha naughtily worked the mark, he breached his mate’s virgin hole. Troy didn’t tense up on him this time.
“Ahhh, Philip…” Troy cried out as two totally different sensations invaded his senses. Whilst the feeling of being penetrated was foreign and uncomfortable, the pleasure of having Philip’s mouth on his mark brought him intense pleasure, distracting him.
Troy gasped when Philip added a second finger, pushing past the tight ring of muscle, urging him on their mind-link to relax and push back on his invading fingers even as he worked his mark. Then there were three, working his hole…opening him up. After a while, Troy began to slowly rock against the fingers, the expression on his face showing how much he was enjoying what Philip was doing.
“Fuck, you look so sexy like this,” Philip murmured huskily. “I could come just from looking at you.”
“I want it, Philip.” Troy moaned.
“You want what?” Philip released Troy’s hands.
“Your cock.” Troy muttered even as heat suffused his cheeks at his bold words. “Make me yours.”