into the wet heat of his own ass, gathering up more slick. Indigo groaned, tempted to ask for his mate to turn around so he could watch.
“I’m so glad I can make you feel so good for your first time bottoming,” Logan said.
Heat pulled and swirled through Indigo’s stomach from the possessive tone in Logan’s voice. Logan’s fingers were coated with more slick, and Indigo loved it. It was as if it was another way Logan was laying claim to him. Just as much as Logan was his, he was Logan’s.
Three fingers stretched him, and groans rumbled from deep within him. He squeezed around the fingers inside of him. It was almost too much, but at the same time not enough. Indigo was panting by the time Logan pulled his fingers out again.
“Bean, I won’t last much longer if you keep teasing me,” Indigo said.
Logan smirked at him. “Not the teasing king. Do you know how often you’ve edged me close and then slowed down? I should continue to torture you. Give you a taste of your own medicine,” Logan said.
His gaze was full of heat, and his words only turned Indigo on even more. Logan’s finger pushed back inside of him, and Indigo’s breath caught in his chest as Logan opened his mouth and took his cock in between his beautifully soft lips. As Logan sucked his cock, he pressed against Indigo’s prostate. The shouts that left him were loud and unfiltered. If the rooms weren’t soundproof, he’d most likely have woken the entire house.
Logan popped off his cock with a loud smack, licking his lips hungrily as he pulled his fingers free of Indigo’s hole. Light tremors raked down Indigo’s body as he teetered on the edge of his release. A soft breeze against his cock would make him come.
“Fuck I knew this was going to be hot, but you look breathtaking,” Logan said.
Indigo took in ragged breaths. “You make me feel incredible. I’m glad I can give you this, Logan. I want you to have all of me.”
A deep blush crept up Logan’s neck and face, and Indigo was tempted to sit up and trace it with his tongue. He flexed his hands in the bedding to keep himself still. It was his mate’s show, and he wouldn’t be a passive lover in the least, but he was going to follow Logan’s cues.
Logan gathered more slick on his fingers, and Indigo’s mouth watered. He knew exactly how sweet his mate tasted, and he was dying for another taste.
“Later,” Logan promised.
Indigo nodded.
Logan coated his hard cock with his slick, and Indigo knew this time instead of his mate’s fingers he was going to get his cock. They were going to be connected.
Logan moved forward, and Indigo spread his legs a little wider, making room for Logan to fit comfortably between them.
“You know it would be easier on you if you’re on your hands and knees,” Logan suggested.
Indigo stared at his mate; he didn’t want to miss one second. “I want to watch you, Bean. Stare into those beautiful eyes that I love so much.”
“Fuck, you’re so romantic,” Logan muttered under his breath, but Indigo had caught the words nonetheless.
Logan hooked one of Indigo’s legs up as he held his cock right at Indigo’s entrance. Indigo took in a deep breath and met Logan’s eyes. God, he loved him. The head of Logan’s cock pressed against Indigo’s hole. It was thicker than three fingers, but Indigo breathed through the slight burn and the building pressure as he opened up to his mate.
Logan sheathed himself all the way inside of Indigo, his chest pressed against Indigo’s as he went still. Their breaths mingled as they both breathed heavily. Indigo felt so full, and as the burn subsided and the pressure of having his man inside of him took over, Indigo wiggled his hips.
Logan moaned and laid his forehead against Indigo’s. “Don’t move like that. You’re tight as hell.”
Indigo chuckled until Logan moved a little and his cock grazed against Indigo’s prostate. His laughter quickly morphed into a moan as he clutched onto his mate.
“Yeah, now who’s laughing,” Logan groaned out.
Indigo didn’t give a damn who laughed, but he needed Logan to move. “Logan, baby mov—”
Logan pulled back a little as he dragged his cock out of Indigo only to thrust back in, stealing Indigo’s breath away. Logan kissed Indigo, muffling his moans before lowering his head and flicking his hot tongue against Indigo’s pierced nipple. It was so good Indigo