Loud moans spilled from Elijah's mouth, echoing in the room, accompanied by heavy panting.
Even with just two fingers, he felt stuffed. Jolts of pleasure wrecked his lean frame, especially when Alexei added a third.
"Mngh." Elijah moaned his lover's name in a plea and a call for more, "Lyosha."
The redhead was scissoring the tight channel, forcing it open. His fingers consistently pressed down to the most sensitive spot.
Each push forced Elijah to arch his back, his neck tipping upward, baring his entire body at Alexei's mercy.
Even the tattooed rune on his chest seemed to swirl in passion.
"I've been waiting, Elijah, waiting for so damn long."
This was the longest he had gone without spending a night getting drunk in a bar or on someone's bed.
Now, all of those options held zero appeal to him.
"I deserve to be a little selfish, don't I?" he purred, voice dripping with adoration.
