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Sweat beaded the mage’s flushed face and his eyes grew glazed as he gave in to pleasure.

The sight of his lover coming undone before him was almost more than Viggo could bear.He gripped his leaking cock tightly, barely hanging on to his self-control.

“Tell me what it feels like,” he commanded.

“It—it feels good!”Evander’s breath stuttered as the toy’s movements intensified.“It’s thick and hard and hot.But it’s not—” His eyes found Viggo’s.“It’s not you!”he confessed with a shudder.

Something inside Viggo snapped then.He rose from the chair and shed his remaining clothes with desperate movements.Evander’s gaze raked over him hungrily and lingered on his erection.

“Take it out,” Viggo growled.

Evander complied immediately, removing the toy with a trembling hand.The crystal dimmed as it lost contact with his skin.He set it aside, his chest heaving with rapid breaths and his body rosy with lust.

The mattress dipped beneath Viggo’s weight as he joined him on the bed.He captured Evander’s mouth in a bruising kiss, pouring all his jealousy, fear, and desire into the connection.Evander responded with equal fervour, his hands gripping Viggo’s shoulders hard enough to leave marks.

“No more toys,” Viggo murmured against Evander’s lips.“No more Frenchmen.Just me.”

“Just you,” Evander agreed breathlessly.

Viggo’s hands roamed over Evander’s body, mapping every inch of him as if to claim his territory.He trailed hot kisses down Evander’s neck and nipped at the sensitive spot where it met his shoulder.Evander arched beneath him, his hands tangling in Viggo’s hair as he strained to get even closer.

“Please,” Evander whispered, his voice breaking with need.“I want you inside me.Now, Viggo!”

Viggo reached for the oil and coated his trembling member generously.He positioned himself between Evander’s thighs, the head of his cock pressing against his twitching entrance.He paused then, his gaze searching Evander’s face in that carnal moment of possession.

“You are mine, Evander,” the Brute growled as he pushed forward.“Never forget that!”

“Yes!”Evander cried out, his eyes dark pools of desire and his heels finding the small of Viggo’s back as he hungrily welcomed the penetration.

Viggo entered Evander in one slow, relentless thrust that saw him seated to the hilt.They groaned as their bodies joined fully, the sensation overwhelming after the tension of the past two days.

Viggo held still and fought for control as Evander’s body embraced him with exquisite heat.

“Move,” Evander commanded, his voice raw.

Viggo obeyed, withdrawing almost completely before driving back in.He established a powerful rhythm, each thrust claiming Evander more thoroughly than the last.Evander’s strong thighs squeezed his waist, urging him deeper.The mage clawed at Viggo’s back and his gasps and moans grew louder as heat pulsed fiercely through their connection.

“I will never let you go,” Viggo vowed, his words punctuated by the snap of his hips, the bed fairly groaning beneath them.“Never!”

Evander’s response was lost in a cry of pleasure as Viggo changed the angle of his penetration, the head of his shaft striking the spot inside that made the mage see stars.The mage trembled on the edge of release, his cock throbbing where it was trapped between their bodies.

“Look at me,” Viggo demanded.He slowed his pace to a torturous rhythm that made his lover sob out a moan.“I want to see your eyes when you come apart in my arms.”

Evander’s glazed gaze locked with his, his ice-blue eyes vulnerable and trusting in a way that made Viggo’s chest tighten as he clung desperately to his back.He reached between them and wrapped his hand around Evander’s quivering length, stroking him in time with his thrusts.

“Viggo!”Evander gasped and arched, his body tensing.“I’m?—”

“Yes,” Viggo encouraged, increasing the pace of his hips and his fingers.“Give yourself to me, Evander.All of you.”

Evander shattered with a hoarse cry, his release spilling over Viggo’s hand as his body clenched around him.The sight of Evander in the throes of pleasure, the feel of him pulsing and spasming fitfully around his cock, sent Viggo hurtling towards his own climax.He buried himself to the hilt with a final, deep thrust and claimed Evander from the inside with a guttural shout, his seed filling him to the brim.

It was a while before they both stopped moving.They remained locked together for a long moment, trembling in the aftermath of their devastating lovemaking.Viggo rested his forehead against Evander’s, their breath mingling in the scant space between them, their torrid gazes locked onto each other.

Evander made a low sound when Viggo carefully withdrew from his body.The Brute climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom.He returned with a pair of warm, damp towels and carefully cleaned Evander before wiping himself down.He lowered himself to the mage’s side and gathered him against his chest.

A comfortable silence settled over them as their breathing gradually returned to normal.Viggo traced idle patterns on Evander’s back, unwilling to break the fragile peace they’d found.

“Next time,” Evander murmured, his voice drowsy with satisfaction, “I’d like to see you use that toy on me.”He snuggled closer.