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He wrenched their mouths apart and nudged Evander’s chin up so he could press torrid kisses down the column of his throat.

“Do you like that?” he growled, nipping at Evander’s skin.

Evander moaned, barely able to put together a coherent thought.

Viggo was circling the head of his erection with his thumb and spreading the precum he found there so he could slick up his palm. He pinched Evander’s tip playfully.

“Ah!” Evander squeezed his eyes shut and dropped his head back. “Yes! I like everything you do to me!”

His confession galvanised Viggo.

The Brute’s blistering touch and kisses ignited all of Evander’s senses and left scorching trails on his skin as he explored his body, making him lightheaded with pleasure. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he climaxed. Not with the skilful way Viggo was working his aching manhood.

The sound of a buckle being undone registered dimly.

Something hot and hard brushed against Evander’s cock.

He blinked and looked down. His breath caught.

Viggo had freed his erection and was rubbing both of them briskly, his face tight with passion.

Evander gulped.

The Brute's cock was long and thick, just like he’d hoped it would be.

He shuffled forward eagerly and wrapped his legs around Viggo’s hips, making it easier for the Brute to hold them.

Viggo grunted his approval and took his mouth in another scalding kiss.

They shared a sultry stare as he locked their cocks in his hold and resumed stroking them both, the smell of sex thick between them.

Evander groaned and gasped at the heat flowing and ebbing down his spine and through his groin, Viggo’s laboured breaths and throaty grunts echoing his growing ecstasy. His hips began rolling in a rhythm as old as time, his body seeking a release he was certain would shatter him.

Evander grabbed Viggo’s shoulder with one hand and pressed the other atop the vanity behind him, securing his purchase. Viggo cursed and released their cocks so he could grasp the backs of Evander’s knees and hitch his legs higher, tilting his body at a delicious angle. The unit rattled beneath them as they succumbed to their bodies’ primal instincts, hips thrusting their swollen shafts together, Viggo stealing a hand around so he could work their sensitive flesh with his sinful touch once more.

Evander’s orgasm raced through him like liquid fire.

They peaked together, their mouths meeting frantically so they could swallow each other’s guttural shouts, their convulsions shuddering through them with sweet violence.

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It wasa while before Viggo found the strength to move.

He lifted his face from the crook of Evander’s neck and met the mage’s languid blue gaze.

“That,” Viggo panted and swallowed, “—was something else.”

Evander smiled, his chest heaving. He squeezed Viggo’s waist with his thighs. “I’m glad you found the experience satisfactory.”

“Yes. It was extremely satisfactory.” Viggo nipped at his lower lip. “Give me a minute and I’ll be ready to go again.”

Evander stilled, his smile fading a little. “Go? Go where?”

Viggo flashed him a sly look before slipping his fingers beneath his balls and lightly stroking his taint and hole. The mage’s eyes almost rolled into the back of his head.

“I think you know exactly where I’m going to sink my cock next time,” he whispered seductively in Evander’s ear.

The mage sucked in air, recoiled, and grasped his wrist. “No! You can’t!” He shook his head vehemently to emphasise his words.