(Warning: Even more spice ahead.)
Elian's POV
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[That's it... Slow and steady.]
'Can you stop talking? You're ruining the mood.' Elian grunted mentally while physically… oh, he was sweating with excitement and need, his eyes glued on Axel.
The Beta positioned himself between his legs, spreading them apart. But he didn't end there...
Suddenly, Axel grabbed his legs firmly and placed them over his shoulder, causing a gasp to leave Elian's mouth.
The latter's breathing spiked, a small smirk curling up his lips as he fluttered his eyes at the Beta's gorgeous face.
"I could wake up to this every morning." Elian cooed, biting his bottom lip as his gaze trailed from Axel's face to his firm abs and pecs... All the way to the happy trail leading to the main prize.
Throbbing with life just inches away from his entrance, basically pleading to go in.
[Or, you're just imagining things even though you're not currently under the influence of your heat or alcohol.]
