CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The taste of his sentience lips was like ambrosia running across his tongue. Rene knew that he would become addicted to his mate's flavors in every way there was. The taste within Bren's mouth was so lovely, however, Rene recalled the flavors of his mate’s essence from that time in the park and he wanted to taste it once again.
Rene had wanted to take his time claiming what would become his very life, but his mate’s now nude body was making those thoughts flee at a rapid pace.
Turning Bren around, they both fell onto the bed. Rolling left and then right, both grasping to feel the other’s evidence of their desire.
Rene found himself underneath Bren as his mate took both their c***s in hand and thrust, the pre-c*m leaking from their tips acting as their lubricant.
Groans
