“Oh you foolish wolf, I’ve been yours since I first laid eyes on you. Do what you must, but hurry. I’m hanging by a thread.”
Julien inserted the third finger and like the second, it slipped right in. He worked his way around the muscle. Looking at Richard’s rosette carefully, he decided that his Mate was open enough to take him. He reached for the towel his father placed under the pillow and thoroughly wiped his hand. When his hand was free of slick, he lined his cock up to Richard’s hole. His Mate, gods bless him, pulled up his knees, giving Julien easier access.
“Put a pillow under my ass, it will help.”
Julien pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and stuffed it under Richard’s cheeks.
He placed his cock in front of his lover’s hole and slowly pushed inside until the muscle popped. His body filled with such bliss. Ah, gods.
“Julien, fuck me, please.”