Date: 2023-09-03 05:18 am (UTC)
ausgebrannt: (033)
From: [personal profile] ausgebrannt
[There was no room for ration or reason, not when instinct had taken over so fully. For all that Bren had known of mating before this, the false and forced imprinting that Ikithon had tried to convince him was real was nothing compared to this. The desire was overwhelming, the surety that this was his mate, the one he was meant to be with in this life and any that followed.

This was his, and oh he would belong to Essek too, had already surrendered his heart and soul and body to the other man.]


Mine...

[He agreed, a demand, a promise. His, all his, and that spurred him on, drove that already overwhelming need in him all the higher. The words that followed snapped the last few threads of any self control Bren may have had. He slammed himself inside Essek, driving his cock home again and again, an endless assault against the drow's prostate, teeth finding purchase at the back of Essek's neck once more, arms wrapping around him and holding him tight and close, pulling his mate back against each thrust forward.]

My everything. You feel so good, so tight, so perfect... I'm going to fill you up with my seed. Make sure the world knows who you belong to.
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