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to Lorn’s and reveling in the taste of his blood brother. If their alyah tasted like life, Nast’s blood brother tasted like fire and heat, the energy that powered the universe. With a quick move Lorn managed to flip Nast over onto the stone, his back rubbing against the rough surface but his tough skin kept him from getting scratched.
The scent of male sweat filled his nose, and as he struggled to push Lorn off, he shoved the scrap of silk into his pocket, wanting to protect her scent to keep him company during the long days that Lorn would be gone. Nast would have to return to the battlefield, and for the first time he feared for himself, for his safety rather than the lives of his men. He and Lorn were so close to the moment they’d been born for, the woman they’d been made to love beyond all reason. The Lord of Life wouldn’t be cruel enough to kill him now, but if it was his time to move onto his next life he would go knowing Lorn would be happy. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind Lorn would bond the little Earth woman who haunted his dreams.
Leaning up he savagely bit Lorn’s neck, hard enough to draw blood.
With a roar, Lorn threw him off and Nast twisted midair, landing on his feet and snarling. The taste of Lorn’s blood filled him and his body gave an answering surge of arousal. With his cock aching he deliberately licked his lips and a rough surge of lust came through their bond. It reminded him of the first time he’d tasted Lorn’s blood during the ceremony that bound them together as blood brothers. Even then the wild taste had driven him insane and they’d barely made it back to their barracks before falling on each other in a fury of need. Time hadn’t tempered their desire, only deepened it.
Lorn made a beckoning motion. “Is that the best you can do?”
Growling, letting the beast that lived deep in his soul slip its leash, he leapt at Lorn and the other man grabbed him about the waist before slamming him to the soft earth. His breath escaped him in a harsh grunt and he arched as Lorn pinned him then ground their cocks together; Nast’s bollocks drew up tight as their lust twined together, two fires feeding each other until it was a burn threatening to consume them both. He met Lorn in a kiss full of teeth and tongue, rolling as they grappled together.
With the snarl of fabric parting, he tore at Lorn’s pants, eager to get to his bloodmate’s hard body. Lorn tried to buck him off, but he clung tight, managing to slide one finger between the tight crease of his blood brother’s buttocks. For a moment Lorn arched against him, a small shiver working through his body, before he began to struggle again. Though they switched up who gave and who received, the need to fill Lorn with his seed consumed Nast. He wanted to know the embrace of Lorn’s body, needed to lose himself in their love.
“No,” Lorn ground out and he groaned when Nast managed to free one of his hands to rip the front of Lorn’s pants open, exposing his cock.
“Yes.” He rubbed his hard abdominals against Lorn’s dick and gave the other man a savage snarl as Lorn’s precum wet his skin.
To his surprise Lorn managed to twist out of his hold and straddled Nast’s shoulders, reaching back with one hand to rip open his pants while shoving his cock in Nast’s face. Lorn rubbed the wet tip against Nast’s lips and he tried to buck the other man off. Grabbing Nast’s ridged shaft, Lorn gave it a good squeeze.
“Suck me or I’ll tear your dick off.”
“No, you will not,” Nast panted as he continued to struggle. “You like it too...”
Before he could finish the sentence Lorn shoved his dick into Nast’s open mouth and he eagerly swallowed the other man’s hard length, sucking at the thick mushroom head before running his tongue over the pleasure ridges lining the shaft. Those quarter inch ridges remained dormant until a Kadothian male was near his orgasm, then they would vibrate as they filled with his
The scent of male sweat filled his nose, and as he struggled to push Lorn off, he shoved the scrap of silk into his pocket, wanting to protect her scent to keep him company during the long days that Lorn would be gone. Nast would have to return to the battlefield, and for the first time he feared for himself, for his safety rather than the lives of his men. He and Lorn were so close to the moment they’d been born for, the woman they’d been made to love beyond all reason. The Lord of Life wouldn’t be cruel enough to kill him now, but if it was his time to move onto his next life he would go knowing Lorn would be happy. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind Lorn would bond the little Earth woman who haunted his dreams.
Leaning up he savagely bit Lorn’s neck, hard enough to draw blood.
With a roar, Lorn threw him off and Nast twisted midair, landing on his feet and snarling. The taste of Lorn’s blood filled him and his body gave an answering surge of arousal. With his cock aching he deliberately licked his lips and a rough surge of lust came through their bond. It reminded him of the first time he’d tasted Lorn’s blood during the ceremony that bound them together as blood brothers. Even then the wild taste had driven him insane and they’d barely made it back to their barracks before falling on each other in a fury of need. Time hadn’t tempered their desire, only deepened it.
Lorn made a beckoning motion. “Is that the best you can do?”
Growling, letting the beast that lived deep in his soul slip its leash, he leapt at Lorn and the other man grabbed him about the waist before slamming him to the soft earth. His breath escaped him in a harsh grunt and he arched as Lorn pinned him then ground their cocks together; Nast’s bollocks drew up tight as their lust twined together, two fires feeding each other until it was a burn threatening to consume them both. He met Lorn in a kiss full of teeth and tongue, rolling as they grappled together.
With the snarl of fabric parting, he tore at Lorn’s pants, eager to get to his bloodmate’s hard body. Lorn tried to buck him off, but he clung tight, managing to slide one finger between the tight crease of his blood brother’s buttocks. For a moment Lorn arched against him, a small shiver working through his body, before he began to struggle again. Though they switched up who gave and who received, the need to fill Lorn with his seed consumed Nast. He wanted to know the embrace of Lorn’s body, needed to lose himself in their love.
“No,” Lorn ground out and he groaned when Nast managed to free one of his hands to rip the front of Lorn’s pants open, exposing his cock.
“Yes.” He rubbed his hard abdominals against Lorn’s dick and gave the other man a savage snarl as Lorn’s precum wet his skin.
To his surprise Lorn managed to twist out of his hold and straddled Nast’s shoulders, reaching back with one hand to rip open his pants while shoving his cock in Nast’s face. Lorn rubbed the wet tip against Nast’s lips and he tried to buck the other man off. Grabbing Nast’s ridged shaft, Lorn gave it a good squeeze.
“Suck me or I’ll tear your dick off.”
“No, you will not,” Nast panted as he continued to struggle. “You like it too...”
Before he could finish the sentence Lorn shoved his dick into Nast’s open mouth and he eagerly swallowed the other man’s hard length, sucking at the thick mushroom head before running his tongue over the pleasure ridges lining the shaft. Those quarter inch ridges remained dormant until a Kadothian male was near his orgasm, then they would vibrate as they filled with his
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