When he was under attack, Aiden's first instinct was to bite down on his assaulter. And so he sank his fangs into Ryan's neck while at the same time squeezing hard on the flesh rod that impaled him so mercilessly.
Ryan hissed from a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Careful there, my love," he whispered, his voice shaking from crumbling self-restraint. It felt so good inside Aiden. So good that he was about to lose his mind and break the younger man in his arms.
"If you stimulate me too much, I might just break you."
"Maybe I do want you to break me," Aiden retorted once he finished throwing tantrums.
"Oh, is that so?"
Ryan spread Aiden's legs wider and pushed deeper.
"Ah...!"
Aiden tossed out a cry and then let himself fall backward on the pillow. The place where their bodies were united was burning so hot. The heat spread to every cell of Aiden's body and brought tears to his eyes.
Ryan caressed Aiden's cheek and wiped the fallen tears away.