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to the
floor and push into his hard yet pliant ass.
    “Ungh!” he shouted. “You are playing with fire.”
    His mate replied with a deep chuckle, the sound
buzzing his cock. Miln sighed and balled the quilt more tightly in
his fists.
    Oshki moved his head up and down faster still. Every
time the tip of his erection hit the back of his lover’s throat,
the heat building in his spine filtered into his balls. The
pressure increased in them, and began shifting into the root of his
sapin. However, just as he thought Oshki would continue his
ministrations until he exploded in his mouth, he released him.
    A sigh of disappointment mixed with relief burst from
him. He opened his eyes to look up at Oshki. “The things you do to
me.”
    “I adore the noises that spill from your lips,” his
partner replied, breathing heavily. “You sound like a great animal
both roaring and purring.”
    Miln couldn’t take any more torment. He sat up
suddenly and grabbed his mate by the upper arms. The instant he
grasped him, Oshki’s eyes widened, and he sucked in a startled
breath. He jerked him off his knees, flipped him over, and planted
him firmly on his back, where he straddled him. His mate stared up
at him, his expression stunned, but the surprise in his eyes
vanished and unbridled lust replaced it. He panted harder, his eyes
deepening to a dark, steely gray.
    Thunder boomed overhead, the reverberation bleeding
into the museum’s inner structure supports. The vibration passed
into the floor, and Miln detected it through his knees planted on
either side of Oshki’s hips. The ominous sounds of the weather
poked at his senses, but his need for release overwhelmed
everything else.
    “You are mine,” he said to him.
    Oshki met his gaze with total abandonment. “Yes,
yours always. Let us seal our bond the way it should have been so
long ago.”
    Lowering himself onto his muscled, sinewy body, he
sandwiched their cocks between them. He shut his eyes for a moment
in an attempt to rein in his desire. If he didn’t go slowly, he
might hurt his mate, and he could never live with himself if he
injured him or caused him any discomfort. He smiled at how their
cocks almost thumped in time together.
    “Please, gentle warrior,” Oshki whispered. “Claim me.
Make me yours.”
    Again, a roll of thunder shook the museum. Behind
them, beneath the wheeled conveyance, Ino and Ka whined, the sound
high-pitched and full of unease.
    Miln glanced over one shoulder at the animals. Both
pets panted heavily, and white rimmed their dark eyes.
    “Be at ease.” Oshki laced his fingers in his hair.
“It is only the weather.”
    Still, it worried him that they were security for the
first Azutuan base and they were not with the Rolarai brothers and
Venus. Something didn’t bode well.
    Oshki wiggled his hips beneath him. Distracted,
desire firing through him at the speed of light, Miln groaned in
pleasure. He placed three fingers to his mouth and deposited a
healthy dose of saliva on them. Lifting himself, he ran the back
sides of his cupped fingers over his lover’s balls and followed the
strip of skin between them to the crack of his ass. Gently, he
delved inside and found the puckered place he wanted so much. At
his touch, Oshki stiffened and drew in a sharp breath. He slicked
Oshki’s tight opening to aid his penetration.
    Done, he shifted and parted his mate’s butt cheeks
with his cock until he found the tight muscle within.
    Oshki slipped his arms around him, drawing him closer
and sliding his hands down to palm his ass. “Finally, we will be
one.”
    With his breath hitching, he battled to go slowly.
The only thing he wanted was to push into his mate’s body, feel his
passage hot and tight around his sapin, and fuck him until he
begged to stop. Regardless of the carnal beast screaming for
release deep inside him, he had to be gentle. It had been so long
since either of them had been with anyone, male or female.
    “Fuck me!” Oshki raised his hips