Not even when Stryker started to shake.
This was a claiming.
They’d had sex before, but it had been fun, teasing, lighter. This was anything but that. Nearly curled into himself, Stryker couldn’t do anything but take what Gavin gave him.
It was glorious!
Gavin finally pushed all the way to the hilt.
Stryker was full, fuller than he’d ever been before. It wasn’t just the huge dick inside him. It was as if Gavin’s entire presence had entered him as well.
Their gazes met. Locked. The veins in Gavin’s neck strained as he held himself still. Waited.
Stryker took a deep breath. He knew what to say. “Claim me, mate.”
Gavin nodded. He drew back then slammed forward.
The bed rocked.
Outside, lightning cracked and streaked across the sky.
The rumble started deep then grew in volume.
Gavin pulled almost all the way out and thrust hard.
“Fuck yes!” Stryker shouted.
Hard pelting rain hit the window.
The grip Gavin had on him was firm. As if Stryker would ever want to get away from him. He was pinned down right where he wanted to be.
Gavin’s next plunge had him pegging Stryker’s gland nice and hard.
Stryker yelled again.
Throwing his head back, Gavin let lose a roar that shook the house.
More lightning. Another rumble of thunder.
They lost any sense of rhythm, forcing Stryker to throw his hands up and brace himself against the headboard as the entire bed shook. Gavin was fucking into him so fast and deep that Stryker was pretty damn certain that came from his paranormal side.
There was nothing but heat and pleasure between them.
It was like the air had been sucked out of the room.
Stryker couldn’t catch his breath.
Gavin was grunting and thrusting.
Stryker’s entire body was on fire! He wrapped his fingers around his own cock in desperation.
“I’m gonna—” he managed.
“Now!” Gavin ordered.
Stryker stroked himself, hard and fast, just like Gavin’s hips moved.
Gavin lowered his mouth.