Galen [Beyond the Veil 4] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)
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“Oh gods, too much…more…please…” Finc begged, not knowing what he was begging for but unable to stop the outpour of words from his mouth.
Finc’s cock hardened to the point of being painful as Galen kept stroking it, and he could feel something happened to him there. However, whenever he was close to the edge, Galen would retreat, back off, and he would yell obscenities at his mate. His mate’s only response to Finc’s cursing was a dark chuckle before he got back to what he was doing.
It was not long before he had reduced Finc to a crying, sobbing mess, panting and demanding relief, release, anything.
“When I’m ready, mate,” Galen responded and then, abandoning the extra sensitive nipples, began working his way farther down Finc’s body.
Galen laved and licked and kissed his way down Finc’s body, his stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into Finc’s navel to taste the soft skin there and tease it with his teeth and tongue.
“Oh gooodddsss!!!” Finc hissed and yelled, slithering his hand up until he wound it around the silky strands of Galen’s brownish locks and held on tightly.
Another soft spot. Galen chuckled darkly to himself before paying it much more attention and playing with Finc’s balls. He tugged on the perfectly round sacs and rolled them in his palm before squeezing and playing with them some more.
“So responsive. So beautiful. So mine,” Galen said, pulling back to glance at his mate’s flushed face, satisfaction settling into his chest and pumping him full of more encouragements.
He reached over to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and pulled out a vial of oil. He poured a generous amount into his hand and, spreading Finc’s legs farther apart, steeled comfortably between them and began circling Finc’s asshole. He pressed against the tight puckered hole, playing with it and teasing it until it relaxed enough for him to slip a finger inside.
He wiggled his finger inside Finc’s ass, stroking it in until his finger hit Finc’s prostate and the man jerked up.
“Ahh!! Galen!!” Finc yelled, and Galen smiled. That was just the exact spot he had been looking for, and Finc’s reaction had been exactly what he had been looking for.
He added another finger in Finc’s hole, careful to stretch the man so that he could take his cock. He moved his hand in a scissorlike motion inside Finc’s body, biting his bottom lips hard as his own cock continued leaking precum. He was hard and raring to go, but he did not want to hurt his mate and it was his thin self-control that he was hanging onto by the thread, waiting to stretch his mate properly before diving in.
“Ah, Finc, you undo me.”
He added a third finger, gently massaging until he was firmly satisfied that Finc could take his length and girth with some measure of ease. When he pulled his fingers out of Finc’s body, Galen poured more oil onto his hand and stroked his cock with it, oiling himself up. He tossed Finc’s legs over his shoulders, holding Finc wide open for his view and both their pleasure before clamping down on Finc’s waist, positioning himself at the man’s entrance and then slowly pushing in past the slight resistance until the head of his cock had slipped into Finc’s body.
They both groaned together at the feel of that, and Galen leaned forward to place a kiss on Finc’s lips. “It’s all right. Just push out as I push in, hmm? And breathe.”
Finc nodded his head, mesmerized by Galen’s eyes as he proceeded to do what Galen had asked of him, putting his trust completely in his mate’s hands.
Galen slipped in farther into Finc’s body, pushing in gradually and pausing when Finc winced. He waited until the man’s features had smoothened out, brushing his hand against his face before pushing in all the way until he bottomed out. Galen bit his lips with the force of his restraint to hold back and let Finc adjust to him and stared at his mate’s slack openmouthed face, no words emerging from him.
“Are you okay?”
Finc turned to regard him with awe and love shining in his eyes. “I feel…” He licked his lips. “I feel so full. So full of you. Kiss me.”
Galen smiled at that. “My pleasure,” he said before slanting his head and taking Finc’s mouth in a fiery kiss of passion.
“I’m going to move now,” Galen said as he broke away from the kiss.
And Finc nodded. “Yes, please. More.”
Galen pulled back, almost all the way out of Finc’s body, then slammed back in, hard, grating his hips so that his cock was hitting Finc’s prostate, and they were both groaning in pleasure. Oh my, the intense pleasure shooting up their spines, unimaginable, unlike anything either had ever experienced before.
Finc’s tight ass clamped down on Galen’s dick, milking him for all he was worth and so tight, so hot.
“Exquisite,” Galen whispered “I have to fuck you hard. I will go so deep, so hard you will not know when you end and where I begin.”
Finc shuddered and hissed. “Oh gods.”
Galen snapped his hips and then began rocking in and out of Finc’s body, slowly setting the pack and increasing its tempo. He moved in and out of the tightest ass he’d ever been in, the sweetest, the best, and the emotions that engulfed him as he rocked into his mate made love to him brimming over, wider and wider until he could not contain it any longer and his yell echoed the room.
Galen was pounding into his mate now. Fucking him hard, making sweet thorough love to the man, branding him, owning him, claiming him in a way Finc would never forget. The sound of skin slapping against skin, naked flesh against naked flesh, was the music that engulfed them along with their cries of ecstasy as they succumbed and gave in to the pleasure coursing through them.
“Oh Galen, Galen, Galen!” Finc chanted, lost in the sea and heights of pleasure his mate was wringing from his body, doing things to him he never knew could be done, and he loved it. He loved every minute of it, for it was utterly indescribable.
“My love. You are precious. So perfect. All mine!” Galen yelled and rocked harder into Finc’s body.
He palmed his mate’s cock in his hand, and within a few strokes of it, milky-white seed spurted out of it then began shooting all over, into Galen’s face, his hair, Finc’s chest, between them, and Galen was not far behind as he released his seed deep into Finc’s body, both of them coming with a mighty yell, screaming themselves hoarse.
When they finally stopped coming, Galen collapsed onto his mate’s body, sapped of the energy to move. Their sweat-slicked skin glided against each other’s, and Finc did not mind one bit the weight of his mate on him. In fact, he relished it, pressing his lips in an openmouthed kiss against the skin of Galen’s shoulder and sucking on it.
They lay like that for a while until Galen gathered his strength and rose on his elbows, sliding gently out of Finc’s body and collapsing beside him. He pulled Finc into his arms and tucked the man against his chest.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“I feel great. Marvelous. Wonderful. It was perfect. You were perfect.”
Galen felt his lips curve up into a smile. “We were perfect together.”
“I love you,” Finc whispered, sleepily.
“Love you too Finc. So much!” Galen said as he watched his mate succumb to sleep induced by orgasmic bliss. Picking up a piece of one of their discarded clothes, Galen used it to wipe them down before tossing it once more onto the floor.
He wrapped his arm around his mate, pulled him into his body, and fell asleep, spooning the man also. Later than night, Galen woke Finc up with kisses along the underside of his ears, down his nape, and onto his shoulder, before working his way down Finc’s body and making sweet passionate love to his mate, slowly taking their time, for they had all the time in the world to indulge in more. They had the rest of their lives to live and to love.
THE END
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