The mattress groaned beneath them as Alaric drove his cock in and out of Julain's tight hole. Julian moaned and he bit his lips, the pressure building into something that he couldn't handle for much longer.
Alaric kissed his lips, stopping him from biting his lips any further and groaned into his lips.
"I told you, Julian. If you must bite, bite me," he said and kissed his lips only to pull back, pulling his cock out of a Julian and rolling Julian onto his stomach.
Julian let out a ragged gasp, his cheek pressing flat against the damp velvet pillows as he pushed his elbows into the bed to support himself.
"L-lucien? Ah—"
He was already entirely sensitive, his skin flushed a deep, vibrant pink. And now the friction of the sheets against the residual sting of Alaric's love bites made him shiver.
Alaric didn't give him a second to breathe. He settled his thighs over the back of Julian's legs as he arched Julian's lower back.
