I was still in shock when Pierre grabbed both our pricks and started jacking us off together. I arched into his touch, the hardness of us both like nothing I’d ever felt before. I was still reeling from his words and his admission of devotion to me. That he claimed me as his mate was something I’d never dreamed of happening.
I added my hand to his after squirting some lube on my fingers. There’d been a half-empty tube underneath my pillow.
“That’s it,” he urged, and the two of us worked in tandem, his c**k to mine, and it didn’t take long ‘til I went over. After all, I had only ever had my hand and a dildo or two in my body and fantasies of Pierre. The reality was so much hotter.
“Pierre,” I whispered, overcome by the sensations we created together.
“That’s it, my sweet. Let it take yo
