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pant. I
    was gentle but insistent, relying on past experience as well as the memory
    of the many times that my mate had brought me to release in this exact
    same way.
    When I again allowed his heavily dripping cock to slip from my lips,
    I looked down at him, checking his gaze for signs of anything but heat.
    His eyes were heavy-lidded, he looked drugged, and I noticed his hands
    fisted at his sides in the blankets.
    “Are you okay?”
    His wet parted lips, the slow rise and fall of his chest, and his
    beautiful ass with my fingers buried inside of him to the knuckle—the
    man was giving me heart palpitations.
    “Shall I ride you?” I asked, giving him his out. All he had to do was
    take it.

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    “I….” He swallowed hard and just looked at me, and I understood
    that my question, suggestion, was not what he wanted or needed.
    “Logan,” I said, running my finger over his gland, watching him go
    rigid under my hands, one now sliding from balls to head of his cock, the
    other inside of him.
    “Please, Jin.”
    I drew back, added more lube before I stroked a third finger into
    him. When I bent once more to the cock that was straining for me, he
    stopped me before I deep-throated him, only my tongue catching the drops
    of precome.
    “Am I yours?” he asked me.
    “Yes, only mine.”
    He eased forward then, off my fingers, and I could tell that sliding
    free was a hard decision to make, because they had felt good. Rolling over
    onto his stomach, he then lifted his ass for me, spreading his knees at the
    same time, offering the virgin pink puckered hole.
    “I want to see your face,” I told him.
    “I wanna be marked and fucked and taken,” he rasped back. “Make
    me yours.”
    I didn’t wait for him to change his mind. I leaned forward, not caring
    about the lube, and licked over his entrance with my hot, wet tongue.
    He trembled hard, and the moan was loud.
    “No one but me,” I told him.
    “Only you.”
    The second time, I spread his cheeks and pushed inside of him, past
    the tight rings of muscle, deep, scouring him, pushing in, licking, sucking,
    nibbling, tasting him, feeling the effect that my ravenous assault was
    having, the relaxing of his inner walls.
    When I was sure he was close to climax, I coated my own throbbing
    cock and straightened up, leaning back, my thumbs spreading the cheeks
    of his beautiful taut ass before I pressed against him.
    “Oh God, Jin, I don’t wanna come without you inside me… please.”
    His hole was lubed and stretched and ready for me, I had made sure.
    “Push out,” I directed and then slowly but without pause pressed into
    him.

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    He was still so tight, and his muscles resisted me, clamped around
    me like a fist, fighting the imminent breach, but when I took hold of his
    cock and stroked him, all at once they relaxed, and I was suddenly buried
    to the balls in his ass. He felt amazing. All that slick velvet heat wrapped
    around me was almost too much; it took everything in me not to come.
    The tremor that ran through him stopped me from moving even
    though I wanted to pull out just enough to slam back inside and thrust until
    I came.
    “Logan, you feel so good,” I told him before I let my fangs fall,
    upper and lower, curled over that beautiful, broad muscular back, and sank
    my teeth into the soft skin where his shoulder met his neck.
    It could never be the mark he had given me, for that was the
    dominion of only a semel, their birthright to brand their true-mate, and my
    bite would not even leave a scar, but still… he needed to know I wanted
    to. All the simmering, thrumming desire that had built in me, he had to
    know that it was all because of him and that he belonged only to me.
    “Oh fuck!” he roared, bucking under me, driving my cock in deeper,
    my balls plastered to his ass.
    I had to move; I would die if I didn’t. And I would die if I hurt my
    mate.
    “Oh God, Jin, please.”
    Lifting my mouth, I sucked at the wound I had made, which brought
    on the sweetest whine I had ever heard, before I grabbed hold of his hips
    and eased out of his clasping channel.
    “No, don’t––”
    I plunged back inside of him, thrusting hard and deep, and his head
    fell back as he begged me to do it again.
    The pounding I delivered was merciless, and from the grunts and
    whimpers and moans, I knew that this, me claiming him, was exactly what
    he needed.
    “Mine,” I growled before I demanded he jerk himself off.
    He