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  Joshua looked panicked.

  Tyler worked quickly to weave an illusion that he and Joshua were the only ones by the fire. Although they never left the fire, all the other men disappeared from sight for Joshua. It was manipulative, but it wasn’t enough to blacken Tyler’s conscience. Tyler needed the help to let go tonight. He didn’t want to alter Joshua’s memory of them together, but he felt no such compulsion to help him remember the others.

  “Undress for me,” Tyler commanded.

  The illusion of glamour worked wonders to put Joshua’s fears at ease. His eyes glazed with lust, he removed his clothes slowly until he was naked as a newborn babe. His white skin caught the moonlight, and his eyes reflected the fire.

  “You’ve been a naughty boy, haven’t you? Bring that sexy ass over here and bend over.” Tyler grinned.

  Joshua did as he was commanded. He turned and fell to his knees, then stuck his bare white ass up in the air for Tyler’s inspection. The creamy skin was perfectly round. His balls dangled from below. He used his knuckles to caress the soft skin presented to him. With every touch Joshua’s cock grew in length and size.

  Tyler was drunk on power. It surrounded him and he accepted it freely, but from this small human that he knew as Joshua, he received more strength than all the erotic acts taking place around him.

  He spanked first with his hand and then lightly tapped Joshua with his paddle, gently teasing the other man’s flesh. Joshua amused him, by pushing his creamy white ass higher in the air for Tyler’s touch. Tyler laughed in glee. “You like that don’t you?”

  “Yes,” Joshua bit out in the middle of a hefty sounding thwack. “Do it again.”

  “You don’t give the orders here. I do.” Tyler had to reinforce who was in control here, or he would have a lover who always tested his limits and the boundaries.

  Thwack.

  “Thank you,” Joshua whispered. The paddle slammed against Joshua’s heart-shaped ass again.

  Tyler knew that hit made Joshua feel enough pain that it tingled. Joshua hissed in pain, inhaling sharply through his teeth. “Sorry.”

  “You would be good to know who your master is. You need to obey me here.” Tyler hit him again. This struggle over control couldn’t be up for negotiation. This was his place. His realm. His land and his needs had to be met.

  “Please!” Joshua burst out.

  “Please, what? Or did you already forget who your master is?” Tyler spanked Joshua’s ass hard enough to leave fiery red welts beneath the paddle. Joshua moaned. He continued to paddle Joshua, knowing it brought the other man great pleasure to be subservient. Joshua’s balls tightened, signaling he was about to orgasm.

  Tyler stopped just for a few seconds, allowing the skin to recover, and his fingers smoothed over the swollen pink flesh.

  Joshua hard, ragged breathing grew shallower as he crested the edge of the deepest orgasm he had probably ever felt. Tyler knew this to be true because the emotion that sprang up was all in his head. Joshua needed to be subservient as much as Tyler needed to dominate his mate.

  In the beginning, the balance of power was tenuous, easily broken if Tyler didn’t reinforce his hold over his lover. A sheen of sweat coated his lover’s naked back, shimmering in the moonlight. Tyler licked and kissed his lover, lapping at his skin gently with his tongue, grazing the bare skin with his teeth until he elicited a shiver.

  Tyler worked methodically so Joshua would understand it was him who gave pleasure or pain. Tyler wanted him to come to him for everything in the future. He gave pleasure, and he took it away when his touch left Joshua’s skin bare. “I didn’t hear your response.”

  “Please, sir, do it again,” Joshua whispered.

  Tyler’s lips curved into a smile. “Not before you give me pleasure in return.”

  Joshua peeked his head around, as if unsure of what Tyler meant by those words.

  “Do you think it’s fair that you should come before your master?” Tyler stroked himself so it would bring Joshua’s attention to his rather large and turned-on cock raging the fight of its life beneath his britches.

  “No, Master.” Joshua bowed his head.

  “It’s okay…this time. I’d like to see you come for me. This cock of yours is a beautiful thing. Nature’s gift to you and me.” Tyler reached across his chest, trailing his fingers lower until he reached Joshua’s bare manhood. His cock was stiff and sore by now if Josh felt anything like him. Ready to explode for far too long.

  Tyler felt his lover’s pulse speed up under his fingertips. His lover moaned low and throaty. It thrilled Tyler to know that he did this to his lover. He put Joshua on the edge, pushing him over the cliff with passion into ecstasy.

  “Come for me, Josh,” he whispered against the other man’s neck. His fangs lengthened and just barely grazed the skin. He was tempted to drink, but just for a taste, not to kill or to drain him dry. Sex and blood went together like wine and chocolate.

  He was rewarded with Josh pushing into his arms. Thick warm cream spurted into the palm of his hands. Sticky-sweet love juice. He held him close, waiting for Joshua to finish giving himself to him. When Joshua finished, he licked his fingers.

  Joshua’s eyes widened as he watched.

  “Did you want some? Taste yourself.” Tyler held out his fingers to Joshua’s lips and was rewarded with a sucking sensation. Joshua swallowed his fingers and sucked them clean.

  “Mmm,” Joshua moaned, but then he noticed some of the seed had dripped down Joshua’s thick legs. He wiped at the sticky cum ineffectually and smeared it across his skin, making Tyler want to bathe him with his tongue. “I am going to need a shower after this.”

  “Good sex isn’t always clean. Sometimes it gets messy. Slippery. I think it’s better when it’s not in a clean package and breaks from your expectations,” Tyler said.

  Joshua chuckled low and throaty. “I am used to keeping it simple. A bed. A man and a condom.”

  The smell of sex and salt water filled the air, a beautiful perfume that only served to arouse Tyler further. His kind were free of sexually diseases. He wouldn’t dream of putting a condom over his skin and lessening the effect or the experience of being with his mate. All he really wanted was to fuck him.

  “My turn,” Tyler whispered.

  Joshua lifted his head. Tyler loved the way his blue eyes glistened and almost turned silver in the moonlight. He could read every emotion in those deep blue depths, lust, and love just beginning. A promise for the future and no darkness crowded his mind or thoughts. Not yet anyways, but he didn’t know he was about to give himself to a demon. A monster that lived for darkness and danger.

  Devil take him, sometimes he hated who he was.

  “Help me undress and I don’t want you to stop before I am as naked as you,” Tyler said.

  “Then what?” Joshua asked, full of innocence.

  “Then you are going to be bedded, marked, and thoroughly fucked by me.”

  “Then what?” Joshua repeated, his lips lifting in a playful smirk.

  He was tempted to say, Then we’ll do it again, but instead he said, “Then we’ll have all eternity to figure out the rest.”

  Joshua smiled, baring clean, white teeth. “I’d like that.”

  Tyler wrapped Joshua’s wrists with his much larger hands, guiding him to help lift the black shirt over his head. “There is nothing I’d like better than to have you naked in my bed every day for the rest of my life.”

  Which was a considerably long time, considering he was an immortal demon.

  “We can start with tonight.” Tyler felt Joshua’s spirit retreat. As if the thought of committing really scared him. Tyler wondered what happened to make him afraid. Something or someone must have hurt him in the past, and part of him would really like to know who so he could kick his ass.

  “What is this?” Joshua’s velvet-light touch ran across the gargoyle inked across his chest. He felt the gargoyle tattoo rumble in pleasure, but it did not move. The beast lay still
, awaiting his lover’s caress. Thank the heavens above, because if it had moved, he most likely would have had to chase Joshua kicking and screaming into the darkness.

  “It’s my mark, sort of like a tattoo.” He struggled for a moment, trying to put it into the simplest terms for Joshua to understand. He was born with it, like a birth mark.

  “It’s gorgeous.” The beast sighed contently, and its emerald-green eyes closed. The stone statue shifted to a more comfortable position on his chest, wrapping his wings around himself. Joshua snapped his hand back as if he’d been burned. “Shit! It moved!”

  Tyler felt the rising panic in Joshua like a floodwater on the horizon. Once more, he captured the other mans wrists in his own. Joshua would not run away from him. Not now. Not ever. Certainly not before he mated and marked him. Quickly he worked his magic to soothe Joshua’s emotion and calm him. “You’ve been drinking too much, my friend. There is nothing about me that would ever hurt you. Trust in me.”

  The tension in Joshua’s muscles relaxed once more.

  “Weren’t you helping to disrobe me?” Tyler reminded him. He pushed against Joshua’s will, helping him to forget the gargoyle tattoo for now.

  There were more important things at stake, for instance, like the claiming of his mate.

  Joshua slipped Tyler’s pants down around his waist, and Tyler helped wriggle out of them. He kicked off his shoes and took of every layer until he was as naked and as free as Joshua.

  Tyler pulled him against him and kissed Joshua, deeply thrusting his tongue through Joshua’s resistance. He felt Joshua’s buttocks tighten under his hands. The soft, cool skin in sharp contrast to his much hotter body temperature. It felt so good just to hold him like this, but he wanted more than to touch him. He wanted to become part of the other man. “I wanna do bad things with you…to you.”

  “I’ll take that as an invitation.” Joshua smiled and dipped his face down to touch his lips on Tyler’s cock. His lance jumped under the touch of his lover, but he needed more than kisses in the dark.

  “Suck it.”

  “My pleasure,” Joshua answered, and then he licked and sucked with as much gusto as if he were a dying man of thirst in a desert. Joshua sucked him dry until Tyler erupted again and again as if Tyler’s manhood was the fountain of life.

  Tyler made powerful thrusts into Joshua’s mouth, and while he could not take everything he had to give—no man could—he gave it his all. He used his hands on what his tongue and lips could not cover. Tyler tangled his fingers in Joshua’s shaggy blond hair, holding him as close as possible. His mouth was all pleasure. Warm. Wet. Liquid sex.

  “Mmm…give it to me. You taste so sweet…”

  Tyler couldn’t hold back any longer. All at once, Tyler exploded. He saw stars with his final thrusts and as his balls emptied hot seed down Joshua’s throat.

  Joshua eagerly licked up what he could not swallow. “I swear you taste like you smell.”

  “You can smell my scent?” Tyler was surprised Joshua could be that sensitive. He was human. It defied all the odds.

  “Yeah.” Joshua nuzzled up against Tyler’s belly. “You smell like you’ve been baking sugar cookies all day.” He stopped still and smelled again. “Wait, it’s more like vanilla.”

  A demon attracted his mate by scent. It was yet another damning fact that this frail human before him was his one and only mate.

  “Sounds addictive…” The statement was redundant. Tyler knew it was. This was a side effect of mating with his new lover. No other man would have the same effect, or the same reaction.

  Tyler let loose a sigh of contentment.

  “It is. The more I smell, the closer I want to stay with you, but you taste different than you smell. You taste sweet and spicy at the same time. Something sweet like cinnamon and sugar.”

  “Sweet. Now all I need is a honey hole. Do you know where I can find one of those?” Tyler grinned.

  Joshua shook his head, perplexed by Tyler’s twist on words.

  “Ah.” Tyler felt around Joshua’s butt crack and to the nether reaches of his ass cheeks until his fingers ran across the rosebud entrance. He circled the hole, before entering and stretching it open with first one and then two fingers wide. Joshua’s ass slid open for him like butter. “I think I just found one.”

  “Oh.” Joshua let out a moan for Tyler as he slid his fingers into the other man’s tight asshole.

  “Are you ready to be claimed by your eternal lover?” Tyler purposely used the ritual words for the act he was about to partake in. He couldn’t wait any longer to claim this man as his mate. Joshua belonged to him, but he would never believe that until he had not just been thoroughly fucked, but marked, bedded, and claimed. Experienced or not, he would have to be careful. Tyler was larger than most men and could tear the man before him and cause him great pain in his eagerness. He asked, unsure if he was experienced in this realm. “Have you ever been fucked in the backdoor before?”

  “I can take it.”

  “You sure? I’m bigger than most men.” Most demons, too. Tyler looked him in the eyes, searching for any signs of fear or hesitation, but there was none. He had to know the other man was not only willing but understood this could bring as much pain as pleasure.

  As if to answer silently, Joshua turned around and knelt on the sand, wiggling his butt high in the air for Tyler. Tyler could not complain about the view. Joshua was lean, and there was not an extra ounce of fat on him. He had to remind himself Joshua’s lightly muscled body was made for him. Only him.

  Tyler shouldn’t question, but there was doubt there in the back of his head. Everything about this experience was meant to be. Joshua was his soul mate. No other man would fit him like his mate.

  Tyler placed his hands on Joshua’s hips, holding him in place, before spreading his creamy white ass cheeks.

  “Relax,” Tyler whispered, using his fingers to spread the other man’s rosy entrance. It was nowhere near big enough. One, two, three fingers went in, but when he felt no resistance, he realized Joshua was ready for him. Without even trying, he could put his entire fist up Joshua’s ass. Joshua’s ass muscles greedily took him in.

  Yeah, he would fit.

  His brand, the gargoyle that normally slept on his chest, awakened. A small puff of smoke breached the air.

  Which luckily Joshua did not see.

  It would only serve to panic him.

  Tyler placed his firm cock at the entrance to Joshua’s ass and pushed. His demon cock was self-lubricating, and there was little resistance as he slid home. He braced himself against Joshua’s hips, pushing in, while pulling Joshua closer. His brand eagerly climbed onto his dick, ready to claim his mate. Even the beast inside of him knew the lover in his arms belonged to him as if he was a part of him.

  “Almost there, stay still while I do this.” Tyler pushed deeper, spreading Joshua wider, and the young man moaned under him, but he did not cry out. He thrust until he was balls-deep, and the gargoyle rumbled deep, pleasing purring noises from its chest.

  “You fit like a glove.” Tyler gave a playful swat to Joshua’s right cheek before fucking his new lover. In and out, he pulled his sex out of Joshua’s deliciously slick, wet hole. He slowed down to an excruciatingly snail-like pace, luxuriating in the velvety, tight ass of his lover.

  “Stop torturing me, and just fuck me,” Joshua gritted out between his clenched teeth. He tried to move his ass against Tyler’s sex, forcing him to speed up, but Tyler wasn’t about to let him take this from him.

  “I’ll fuck you. Just let go,” Tyler whispered against Joshua’s skin. A bead of sweat glistened on the other man’s temple. He held him tightly against him. Joshua’s back to his chest. A fierce tempo building in his loins, power building in his soul. His beast wanted to feed and was ready for the joining. “Come for me, Joshua, my destined mate. Come for me. Submit to me. Let me claim you.”

  Joshua moaned. Panting as he spoke. “I’m so close…fuck me harder.”

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p; Joshua was close. Tyler was on the edge. He would not allow himself to come before his mate. He should receive some pleasure in this. Their first time together would mean pain, and he didn’t want that to be his only memory of tonight.

  “I can’t.” Joshua threw his head back in anguish.

  “You can. Just relax and let yourself get swept up in the power of it. Let go, Joshua,” Tyler urged, and he felt the other man’s body respond. Joshua tightened his gut. Muscles pulsed over his cock, clamping on tight around his thick rod.

  “Ah, fuuucccckyeeesss!” Joshua bucked under him.

  Tyler’s dick roared for release. One, two more thrusts and he was done. He pushed deeper than he had before, and his seed filled the other man’s tight hole. His dick swelled up and knotted inside Joshua. A one-time occurrence allowing the claiming to take place. The gargoyle, which had been waiting ever so patiently until now, spread his black stone wings, sprang from his flesh, and pounced on the prey he had been waiting all night for.

  Joshua had been thoroughly fucked and was about to be claimed and marked for life.

  Like it or not.

  “Forgive me, Joshua. The pain will not last long,” Tyler cooed, trying to prepare his mate for what was to come. He felt his inner beast stir.

  The gargoyle beast tattoo reared its head and climbed off Tyler’s body, using his sharp teeth to clamp onto Joshua and climb aboard his body. The three-dimensional beast flattened, becoming two dimensional on Tyler’s back where it touched his skin.

  Joshua let loose a loud shrill scream, not expecting needles of pain. “What the fuck is that? It’s burning me!” Joshua wriggled beneath Tyler’s weight, attempting to buck off the larger man.