Taeryn was getting hard again. Of course he was. And Rihan seemed hellbent on making sure he wouldn't be able to walk.
"You know, it's hard for me to believe you, even though I know you aren't lying." Rihan's lashes fluttered as his fingers trailed down Taeryn's chest, his thumb pressing against a hard nipple.
Taeryn hissed, throwing his head back and biting down on his lower lip. He was so sensitive all over. "W-why?"
Rihan smiled, leaning into the crook of his neck, breathing against his scent gland. "You just have to keep proving it to me, bunny."
Taeryn swallowed hard. "Are you going to mark me?"
"Not yet," Rihan whispered, licking over the scent gland, sending goosebumps racing over every inch of Taeryn's skin. A moan slipped out of him as he wrapped his arms around Rihan's body.
Rihan withdrew his face from Taeryn's neck and leaned in, their lips just inches apart.
"Why? You can mark me. Get me pregnant," Taeryn muttered, his lips almost brushing Rihan's.
