Epilogue #2
A rough hand reaches through Jackson’s thick, midnight hair, yanking his head back as Eddie uses his body. Hips moving in rapid, punishing strikes to the bundle of nerves that triggers wave after wave of ecstasy to rip through Jackson’s body.
“Is this what you wanted, my sweet prince? To be treated like a hole for me to breed, to take everything I have.”
“Fuck-fuck, yes. More!”
Eddie snarls. The ropes that hold his mate in place are now acting as a nuisance. One hand launches off Jackson hip, nails extending into claws. Ocean blue sparks between the beastly paw as they tear through the ropes of light.
Jackson sags, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as the pressure of being contained eases off his joints.
He hisses in pain, mourning the loss of Eddie filling him as his beloved pulls out.
He has no time to complain as Eddie, having rapidly stripped, yoinks the elf into his lap, impaling him on his erect rod.
“Fuck-” Jackson cry of ecstasy is cut off as Eddie wraps his arms around his slender frame, sealing their lips together in a fervent kiss.
Eddie is on his knees, holding Jackson in place as he thrusts up into the elf’s body. Using him like he begged to be used
“My perfect.”
Thrust
“Little”
Thrust
“Cock Slut.”
Every thrust punctuates the filthy praise slipping from Eddie’s lips as he trails kisses along Jackson’s jaw, neck, cheek, then finally his eager lips
Jackson lays limp, head nuzzled into the heated, sweat slick skin of the crook of Eddies neck. His words are nothing but incoherent mumbles.
Jackson gasps as he is pushed to his back, legs forced apart, knees to his chest. His hair lays across his brow in a damp, sweat ridden mess as he looks up at his love with lust filled eyes, the pupil black and blown out.
Eddie lines up his cock with Jackson’s gaping hole, eyes locked with one of the two men that have claimed his heart.
“I love you,” he mumbles as he sinks in slowly.
“I love you so much,” cries Jackson, tears spilling down his flushed cheeks.
Eddies kisses his mate sweetly as he sinks back into his addicting warmth.
Before rutting into him like a beast in heat.
“My prince.”
“My love.”
“My heart.”
“My mate.”
“My Husband,” he growls into Jackson’s ear, the elf folded in half as he drives into him.
“Yoursyoursyours.” Jackson mumbles, nails digging into the muscles of Eddie’s back
“Only one other man will ever see you this fucked. This used. This utterly claimed.”
“Yes,” groans Jackson as Eddie strikes his prostate.
Each thrust adds a finality to Eddie’s words. “And you both. Belong. To. Me!” Eddie’s canines sharpen, his teeth dig into the flesh of Jackson’s neck, breaking the skin.
Claiming him for the beast that has been forged from his soul
“Mine.”
An excruciating pressure fills Jackson along with the warmth of Eddie’s seed spilling inside. He screams out as something slams against his prostate and his pierced cock erupts, milky ribbons coating his chest and Eddie’s.
“Fuck fuck fuck, Jackson.” Eddie releases his grip on Jackson’s legs, his sweat soaked body engulfing the elf in his full weight.
“Uh…fuck. Jackson?”
“Edmund,” huffs Jackson. Fucked out and dazed. “Did you just…Knot me?”
“Uh…” Eddie kisses his neck, licking along the healing mate bite. “Yeah.”
Jackson huffs, a laugh escaping him, his fingers threads through Eddie’s sweaty hair. “We are stuck like this, aren’t we?”
Eddie snorts, “The same thing happened with Hakeem. I got um…excited. Still can’t control all my wolfish aspects.”
“Ex-” Jackson bursts into a fit of giggles, groaning when it makes the knot rub against his prostate.
“You can certainly say that again.”
“Okay, I don’t want to stay on the floor. Let me just…” Jackson musters enough energy to conjure his shadows. “I’m still practicing so hold on.”
Eddie gathers Jackson in arms, nuzzling into his neck
Shadows engulf the enamored men, swirling around them in a vortex of black and green, before they vanish from the mess they made on the living room floor.
Eddie lands on his back on plush sheets, Jackson straddling his waist, the knot still inflated at the base of his hard cock
“Now then,” Jackson brushes back the hair stuck to his forehead. “Since we are in the comfort of my bed,” he swivels his hips. Eddie shivers at the sensation on his overstimulated member. “I am going to use this cock of yours that has trapped me on your lap to make us both come again.”
Jackson’s eyes glow with lust and powers the forest green cutting through the shadows of the unlit room.
“And you, my darling fiance, and going to now play the part of my favorite dildo.” Jackson gropes Eddie’s heaving pecs, pinching his pierced nipples. He plays with the metal dumbbells, grinning when Eddie melts under his attention.
“I’m yours, my prince,” gasps Eddie
Jackson conjures a tendril of shadow, wrapping it around Eddie’s thick neck like a collar.
The larger man is pulled upwards, his hands landing on Jackson hips. One hand is wrapped around the lead of shadow, the other intertwined in eddies luscious hair.
“Good boy.”
* * *
Hakeem giggles when he finds them hours later, panting and covered in sweat. Eddie is riddled with scratches and bite marks. Jackson’s hole gaped and leaking cum.
“It seems I missed quite the party.”
He kissed Jackson’s forehead. “Hi, habibi. Why is my grimoire open to a page on strings of light?”
Jackson buries himself in Eddie’s chest, murmuring. “Experimentation. Could you run us a bath, hunny bun?”
Hakeem pets Eddie’s hair, smiling fondly.
“As you wish.”