Hagen, Lynn - Montana's Vamp [Brac Pack 16] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page B

around, trying to get his own pants to cooperate. His fireball kicked them off, pulling his legs back against his chest as he grabbed Montana’s arm again and then nodded.
    Montana reached behind him with his one free arm and grabbed the lube, squirting it onto Gabby then tossing it aside. He pushed the slick into his mate’s ass the best he could before lining his cock up. “Gonna be rough, baby.”
    Gabby nodded his acknowledgement. His eyes rolled back as Montana entered him. Montana rode him fast and hard, allowing how his fireball was making him feel to crash through him, take over, and consume his very mind.
    Need like he’d never felt before clawed up his spine and took hold of his being. Gabby was his. His to have and his to claim. The need to bind them together was fierce.
    Montana grabbed one of Gabby’s legs, tossing it back as he drove hard. Gabby’s balls were already pulled tight to his body, his cock hard and erect. Pre-cum was leaking onto Gabby’s shirt, making him a wondrous sight. The small cut from under the mushroomed head to the tiny slit made Montana’s mouth water.
    He was so lust-filled that he wasn’t sure if he wanted to fuck him or suck him. His mind was in a blur as Gabby’s tight ass milked his cock, holding it firmly within its grasp.
    His mate licked the wound, his thirst finally quenched as he threw his head back and cried out, his cock exploding onto his shirt. Montana watched the jets of semen splash across Gabby, his heart racing at the sight. He growled and plunged deeper, unable to take his eyes off of the creamy white mess.
    He shook his head, sweat breaking out over his body as he grabbed Gabby’s other leg and tossed it back, giving him a fantastic display of his mate’s ass. Montana watched his cock disappear and then reappear over and over again.
    His canines dropped as his eyes shifted. The need to claim was on him.
    “Do you accept me as your mate, Gabriel?”
    “Yes, Montana,” Gabby cried out and wriggled around as Montana leaned forward and bit his shoulder.
    Montana felt the ribbons of his soul unwind, tangling together with Gabby’s, binding them together, their hearts synchronized, the claiming complete.
    Gabby was his.
    Montana was going crazy. He couldn’t get enough of his fireball. His cock sawed in and out of that tight little hole as sweat trickled down his face. He licked the wound at his mate’s neck closed, kissing his mate up his neck as he hammered into him. His cock was so engorged that if Gabby needed to feed again, he wouldn’t have any blood to give him.
    He roared as his shaft pulsed into his mate’s channel, grabbing Gabby’s cock quickly, pumping it a few times before Gabby mewled under him, giving up a second explosive orgasm to Montana.
    They both panted as Montana rolled to his side, taking his mate with him. How? How had feeding his mate turned into the hottest sex he had ever had? He ran his hands over Gabby’s stomach, pinching at his little pooch.
    “You’re not allowed to play with my fat after mind-blowing sex.” His mate tried to push his hand away.
    Montana chuckled at his mate’s words. “You’re not fat, just healthy.”
    “That’s a polite way of saying I’m fat.”
    Montana growled as he rolled his mate to his back. “Not fat.”
    “I say I’m fat. You probably won’t say it because I’m your mate, and you don’t want to hurt my feelings, so I can…”
    Montana covered his mouth, stopping the river of words before his mate got a good lungful of air and made Montana’s eyes cross. He lifted his hand slowly, waiting to see if Gabby was going to pick up where he’d left off. When he didn’t, Montana leaned down and pecked him on his lips. “Not fat.”
    Gabby reached up and ran his hands over Montana’s bald head. Montana reveled in the touch. He kissed his mate’s chest, then his neck, and then his lips before pulling back.
    “Do you need another shot?” Montana realized there was a lot to taking care