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realize that? “No. But, please, please move if I can’t.”
    Adrian pulled back, nearly pulling all the way from Corrin’s trembling body only to slam back inside in an almost-violent thrust. Corrin screamed, his body gratefully accepting the pain along with the pleasure. “Yes!” he hissed, arching back to meet the hard driving thrusts Adrian was making. Adrian was making low guttural noises that ratcheted up the mood to a fever pitch.
    Oh goddess, yes. This is what I need, what I’ve always needed. The intensity of the moment, the raw emotion fluctuating between them, was perfect. I’ve never experienced pleasure until now . Everything had been a decent fit, but this was just right. He was frightened of what it meant. Could he go back to a world where he didn’t experience this intensity again?
    His mind blanked as Adrian changed the angle of his thrusts and rubbed some deep spot inside him that caused his thoughts to derail. “Do it again,” he begged, gripping Adrian’s sheets and digging his nails into the cotton. He wanted to scream. He needed to really. “More, more, please more.” He never wanted it to end, ever. He sobbed his lover’s name, grateful for everything he was inflicting on him so deliciously. “Adrian.”
     
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    Adrian was caught up in the endless loop of pleasure that was shared between Corrin and himself. He was pounding his virgin flesh in a way that he knew he shouldn’t be doing. He’d never been this rough with a virgin before. Normally if he was, the virgin in question would be protesting the rough treatment, but Corrin…Corrin was pushing back to meet his hard thrusts like an experienced pleasure slave from the Unseelie court. He was matching Adrian in so many ways Adrian was falling just a little bit in love with him for it. The boy was perfect for lack of a better word.
    “Love your tight ass,” he heard himself praise. “Love to fuck you. Love it.”
    “Love when you fuck me,” Corrin rumbled, surprising him. “You feel so good inside me.” He moaned, nearly undoing Adrian’s control. “Harder!” Corrin was a demanding little thing.
    The words seemed to snap the last bit of restraint that Adrian was clinging to. His leash fell away, allowing his inhuman strength and speed to make Corrin scream again. Too rough . Slow down. You’ll scare him . His conscience couldn’t hold up against the sheer physicality of their joining. All he knew was need.
    Adrian was getting close, could feel the taut coiling of his body as it readied itself to empty into the tight depths of Corrin’s body.
    “Don’t come until I tell you to,” Adrian commanded, ramming the words into Corrin’s willing flesh.
    “But I want—” Corrin protested.
    Adrian’s palm came down on Corrin’s left ass cheek, hard. Corrin went rigid, his mouth going slack. Adrian cursed himself silently. Corrin wasn’t some cute sub boy who was being defiant to get some rough loving. Adrian slowed his pace, gauging Corrin’s reaction.
    “For goddess’s sake, don’t stop!” Corrin moaned, throwing a look of pure animal lust over his shoulder. “Can you hit me again?” he asked, his voice low and needy. Pure sexual energy infused Adrian at the Seelie’s words. God he is perfect. So perfect for me.
    Adrian’s palm came down on Corrin’s bare backside with another hard smack. The flesh turned a maddening shade of pink as he continued to fuck him in time with his spanking. Corrin moaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
    “Please, let me come,” Corrin begged, his hips jerking wantonly.
    “You can come when I get to ten,” Adrian groaned in reply. “One, two, three…”
    “I’m not going to make it!” Corrin whimpered.
    “You will make it…for me,” Adrian told him. Corrin nodded, locking his jaw. Good boy . “Four, five…eight…ten. Come for me,” Adrian shouted, his mind splintering as Corrin’s ass clamped down so tight on his body that he saw stars.
    Corrin’s