[Bren could barely remember how to breathe as he was slowly but surely impaled, leaning heavily back into Essek's simulacrum's arms, and it didn't matter anyway. Kissing Essek was far more important than air, and Bren gave himself over to it fully, to the hot, hungered slide of that tongue, as his mouth was claimed as surely and certainly as his hole, as all of him.
It was a heady mix of arousal and pheromones that stripped away the capacity for higher thought from Bren, left him a creature made entirely of instinct and need. He could distantly hear the sounds of growls, and a low rumble of his own started. Let them growl though. Essek was his and no one else's.
He broke from his mate's lips to gasp for breath, to release that breath in a primal, feral scream. He had never been so stretched, so full, so entirely and utterly claimed. Pain and pleasure blurred, and his hard, aching cock still begged for release, still ringed and held on that edge. But he wanted that too. He didn't want to come until he felt his mate spill inside him, to breed him properly.]
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It was a heady mix of arousal and pheromones that stripped away the capacity for higher thought from Bren, left him a creature made entirely of instinct and need. He could distantly hear the sounds of growls, and a low rumble of his own started. Let them growl though. Essek was his and no one else's.
He broke from his mate's lips to gasp for breath, to release that breath in a primal, feral scream. He had never been so stretched, so full, so entirely and utterly claimed. Pain and pleasure blurred, and his hard, aching cock still begged for release, still ringed and held on that edge. But he wanted that too. He didn't want to come until he felt his mate spill inside him, to breed him properly.]