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  They took Grant’s bike back to their apartment. They were thinking of moving to a new place, one on the outskirts of the city. Somewhere less busy, with a nature reserve nearby. Grant had been surprised when Max had agreed.

  Max hugged Grant tight as his mate drove them back home. Once back at their place, Max closed the door and tugged at Grant’s hand.

  “Let’s order in. You haven’t had a bite since lunch,” Grant told him.

  “Later,” Max said. Grant seemed to sense what he wanted, because the next thing he knew, Grant hefted him in his arms. Max gleefully held on as his mate carried him to the bedroom.

  Grant threw him on the bed like a savage.

  Max fumbled for his clothes, not wanting Grant to rip his new jeans. In moments, both of them were naked. He gazed up at his splendid mate and crooked a finger at him. Grant chuckled.

  “Feeling horny today, aren’t we?” his mate teased. Grant grabbed the lube which they left on the nightstand earlier this morning. “I’ve just fucked you earlier this afternoon, and you’re begging for my cock already.”

  “You know I can’t get enough of you.” Max knew how Grant wanted him.

  He got on all fours and positioned himself at the edge of the bed. Easy access for his mate. Hearing Grant’s growl of approval only made his dick rock hard.

  Grant ran his big hand down his ass cheek, gave it a pat, before he pried Max’s legs further apart. Moments later, Max heard the lube being uncapped and felt Grant’s slicked-up digits in his hole. He moaned as Grant began making twisting motions, widening him for access.

  He whimpered when Grant found his prostate and began to massage it.

  “Stop tormenting me already.” Max whined.

  Grant pulled his fingers away, gripped his ass. Then his mate slid his thick and meaty cock right inside his tight hole. Max gasped, gripped the sheets as Grant buried himself deep inside of him. The burn subsided as Grant began to pound in and out of him. Grant settled on a rhythm, thrusts fast and quick, before going deep and deeper.

  Max groaned. Each time Grant fucked him, it felt like his mate was able to reach the most intimate part of him. To touch his soul. He met Grant for every thrust. Max’s balls tightened against his body. At Grant’s last entry, he gasped as the pressure inside him split open. Max came, emptying out his balls. His mind flew as he slumped into the sheets, completely contented. Grant hammered in and out of him a few more times, before filling his ass with his warmth.

  Max happily cuddled next to his mate in the aftermath of pleasure. Grant held him close, tipped his chin with his fingers, and gave him a deep and tender kiss. Max returned it. Grant said the words Max never got sick of hearing.

  “Love you so much, baby.”

  “Love you back. I can’t wait to get married.”

  THE END

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