Chapter Thirteen

Dre had to close his eyes for a moment to regain control. Playing with Sammy had turned him on to the point where he’d almost come, and only Sammy’s untimely orgasm had helped Dre get his urges under control. Seeing his precious lover so vulnerable, so ready for him, stirred feelings in Dre that he’d never thought possible. He wanted to own Sammy, to protect him from all the bad the world had to offer. Sammy belonged in his arms, where he was warm and pampered and safe.

Dre leaned forward to kiss those precious lips while he slowly pulled the plug out, twisting it in the process to stretch Sammy a little more, because no matter how eager his sweet lover sounded, Dre knew his cock would present a serious challenge. Sammy rewarded his troubles with a delicious whimper that Dre inhaled happily.

“As much as I enjoy this, mo grah thu, we have to switch positions.” Dre murmured the words in Sammy’s ear, following them with a lick across the shell. The touch of Sammy’s hands on his sides and back was like the sweetest caress and left trails of fire on his skin and sent his thoughts tumbling in his head. He grabbed Sammy’s hips, lifted him up until their upper bodies were flush against each other while Sammy’s legs dangled freely on either side of Dre. After another passionate kiss, he spun Sammy around, pressed his virgin lover’s ass against his belly and slowly lowered Sammy’s upper body on the mattress. The sweet, round ass rubbed over his groin and the shapely thighs parted to make room for Dre’s massive body. He held Sammy’s waist with one hand while he grabbed the lube with the other. While he squirted a generous amount on Sammy’s red, twitching hole, Dre wondered for a moment if there was something as too much lube, but one look at his huge erection told him it was needed. He took a moment to play with Sammy’s hole, eliciting more of those wonderful moans while opening it even more before he slicked his cock up as well and placed it at Sammy’s entrance.

“Easy now, Sammy. Don’t forget. We have time.” Dre said those words as much for Sammy as for himself. Looking at the tiny hole of his lover and his own huge shaft made him doubt it would ever fit. Slowly, carefully, always on the lookout for the slightest sign of discomfort, Dre pushed into Sammy.

At first, the hole wouldn’t let him in. Sammy tensed under his touch, whimpering softly. Dre bent down to press small kisses on Sammy’s back, to soothe his lover. “It’s fine, mo grah thu. Just breathe in deep. When you breathe out, push out as well. That should do the trick.”

Sammy moaned and started breathing in so deeply that his chest expanded visibly. Dre’s lips twitched in a smile. Sammy did have a tendency to be over-the-top. He silently begged his lover’s forgiveness when the tip of his cock suddenly slipped in. Being over-the-top was definitely helping in this case. Dre bit back a groan when Sammy took him in another half inch. It took all of his self-control to simply provide steady pressure while Sammy worked himself onto his shaft. When he was about halfway into Sammy’s tight, wonderful heat, Dre started moving his hips with miniscule motions, testing if Sammy was ready for him to be more active. The desperate moan he got made him bolder, and soon he was gliding back and forth inside Sammy, venturing deeper with each thrust. Sammy wasn’t very coherent, but Dre had no trouble understanding him.

“Yes…ah, more… Dre…so good…uhn…this…”

“Sammy…tight…hot…” Dre wasn’t that articulate either. He also knew neither of them would last much longer, not when Sammy’s inner muscles were gripping him so tight, practically sucking him in now that his body had gotten used to Dre’s shaft. He reached for Sammy’s right shoulder, pulled him up until his body arched, the touching points Sammy’s ass and Dre’s groin as well as the crook of Sammy’s neck and Dre’s lips. He licked over the hot, sweaty flesh, inhaling the sweet scent of Sammy’s arousal. They were both panting, ready to cross a line they had been avoiding for a week now.

Dre’s fangs elongated and his knot began to swell. “Sammy…close.”

“Yes, Dre.” Sammy arched his body even more, impaled himself deeper on Dre’s cock and pressed against Dre’s fangs. “Bite me.”

The words triggered Dre’s orgasm. His balls drew up, the first spurts of hot semen shot deep into Sammy’s body and he sank his fangs into the skin of Sammy’s neck and broke through until he found blood. Sammy screamed in ecstasy, his inner muscles clamping down on Dre as his own orgasm overtook him.

With the first taste of Sammy’s blood, combined with his orgasm, Dre knew. His demon came to the fore, eagerly lapping up the essence of their mate while he could feel the venom dripping from his fangs, pulsing into Sammy’s veins with each spurt of his cock. Only knowing that he would hurt Sammy kept Dre from letting his fire out. Sammy’s body wasn’t transformed yet. Dre could fill him with his fire the next time they made love, which he was already looking forward to. Through the haze of his own orgasm and the bliss of knowing that Sammy truly was his, Dre heard the scream of his lover change from ecstatic to one full of pain. The transformation had begun. His venom was burning through Sammy’s system, changing his body so they could spend eternity together.

With his swollen knot lodged deeply in his lover’s body, Dre held Sammy, whispering soothing words into his ear while Sammy bore the pain of becoming his mate.