before his cock exploded, the sight more erotic than ever imaginable. He hissed, and grunted, groaned, and then finally shouted as he unloaded into his mate’s ass. His hips locked up as he strained his muscles, the best orgasm of his life yanking his balls through his body.
“Me next, me next,” Murphy passionately begged.
Ludo blinked a few times to clear his head as he grabbed Murphy’s fully erect cock and pumped in frenzy. He slammed forward, shivering at the small aftershocks zinging through his body as his mate bucked then cried out, an eruption of seed warming his fist.
“I want to claim you, Murphy.” Ludo growled, the sensations still ping-ponging through his body. He had been so lost in the sight of his mate that the opportunity had passed to claim him while fucking him. Yes, he wanted to talk to him first, but the primal need to claim what was his, let everyone know this man was off limits, was consuming his rational thoughts.
He pushed his half-hard cock up into his mate, eliciting a whimper from Murphy.
“It’s that mate thing, isn’t it?” Murphy groaned and pushed his ass down onto Ludo’s dick.
“Yes, one mate, one lifetime. Will you accept me?”
“You’ve already stolen my heart, just don’t throw it away and let some homeless person find it.”
Ludo stilled and tilted his head. What the fuck? Ludo shook his head, his cock coming fully to life at his mate’s psychotic answer. “Is that a yes?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you accept me as your mate, Murphy?”
“Yes, Ludo, yes,” Murphy cried out.
Ludo struck, his hips snapping into his mate, his canines embedding into soft flesh as he took what was needed for the claiming.
“Oh shit, I feel it.” Murphy gasped as his hips bucked and his ass slammed down on Ludo’s cock.
Ludo could, too. He felt the ribbons of his soul lift away from his body, dance around Murphy’s, entwine together, then settle back down inside of him, their hearts synchronized and Murphy settling within him. Murphy was his, bound to him for the rest of his life.
* * * *
Murphy lay curled up in Ludo’s arms, his back to Ludo’s chest. What in the fuck had he just done?
Mates?
Murphy rolled over and stared at the sleeping man. How could someone so devastatingly handsome want him ? The thick black eyebrows over Ludo’s eyes arched beautifully. The soft hair around the guy’s mouth was drool-worthy. He had never had sex with a man that had a goatee before. It made Murphy’s skin tingle every time it brushed his skin.
Murphy ran the strands of Ludo’s silken hair between his fingers, watching as they slipped through. For a crazy man, Ludo was heartbreakingly gorgeous.
Murphy studied the sleeping body. God, to have so many muscles, he could slam dunk Maribel without breaking a sweat.
He ran his finger over the large vein that crossed over Ludo’s thick bicep. His skin was almost brown it was so tanned. Murphy leaned forward, kissing the man’s full bottom lip, the lips that brought him so much pleasure.
Ludo moaned and pulled Murphy closer to his body. Was this sexy-ass man really his? Murphy never had anyone to call his own before. Growing up in foster care didn’t allow that attachment, and then adulthood was just as lonely. Fear of anyone finding out his secret kept him from making any friends.
When he moved here, he started to grow fond of Drew and Oliver, even Cecil and the other men that had wandered into his store, but he never reached out to make a connection with them. Who would have known that they were knowledgeable about the bizarre world he lived in?
Murphy slipped from Ludo’s arms, his stomach announcing its starvation. He hadn’t eaten since lunch.
He slid his pants on and stuffed his feet in his sneakers. With a smile, he grabbed Ludo’s shirt instead of his. The smell of the man lingered in the fabric, making Murphy feel closer to him for some strange reason.
He closed the door quietly behind him and explored that
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