Chapter 21: Heat [3] [M]
One mistake wasn't enough. The two were entangled in that sensual battle of heat and bodies, throwing all their inhibitions out the window and forgetting they were humans. They mated like beasts lost in the middle of the snow-filled mountain, seeking the only warmth they could get from each other.
They burned continuously, passion amidst the cold water dripping from their bodies, kisses between their weary lips from unending moaning, and eyes flared with lust and unquenchable desire for each other.
One had forgotten the fear of getting devoured by a higher being, and the other wasn't in the right mind to prioritize his hatred towards the former's kind.
The pain and discomfort that Knox felt from the beginning disappeared as his hole was now completely shaped and molded into Azrael's size and figure.
"S-Slower...."
The muffled pleas were drowned by the grunts and slapping noises. The bed that got drenched from their wet bodies creaked and rattled from the intensity of their intercourse. The poor omega threw his head sideways, catching sight of the breaking dawn from the window panes, he gasped after he realized the time.
How long had they been going on it? Knox wondered. The day was breaking already, but the man on top of him had no signs of stopping. On the other hand, he was slowly regaining his senses, but he still had no strength to push his boss away.
Every inch of his body throbbed painfully.
Knox looked down and gasped at the amount of bites and hickeys on his entire body. His nipples were swollen and reddened. His torso was filled with red spots as if he suddenly contracted a disease, and his legs were full of scratches from Azrael's non-stop grabbing and squeezing.
His body lay limply, yet he cursed himself because that part of him wasn't yet weary. It still stood firm, half softened and half hardened, brimming with juices on the tip, and enjoying the rhythmic movement of his boss.
"S-Stop...s-sir...!"