Downs, Jana - Ravyn's Destiny [Ravyn Warriors 3] (Siren Publishing Allure ManLove) by Jana Downs Page B

above the rest.
    “Make love to me?” Destin asked almost shyly. He’d obviously never spoken those words before to anyone. He may have fucked. He may have had sex. He may have played. But he’d never made love. Salvatore would be a first in that regard. Salvatore gave him a kiss that was as sweet as sin in gratitude for the gift that Destin was unwittingly giving him.
    “Yes, my Destiny. I will make love to you.” Salvatore kissed his lips again, just as sweetly. Their tongues tangled in a lazy, sensual movement that was designed to make Destin breathless. Salvatore cupped the back of one of Destin’s legs and put it over his shoulder, opening his body up to his pleasure. With the other hand he grabbed the lubrication and squeezed a generous amount on the thick head of his cock. Destin may have prepared himself and gone through a good, long orgasm, but Salvatore was still a descendant of dragons and as such was very well endowed if he did say so himself. He leaned forward and kissed his lips.
    “Ready for me, baby?” Salvatore asked. Deep crimson eyes clashed with deep chocolate brown. Destin had to look away. The intensity of Salvatore’s emotions left him feeling raw.
    “Yes, please. I’m yours, Salvatore. Finally yours.” It was the closest Destin had come to admitting his feelings. Salvatore’s heart expanded impossibly. He took himself in hand and slowly began the long press inside his lover.
    The tight perineum tightened at first around the foreign invader, but the lubrication aided the transition. Destin took a breath to calm, allowing Salvatore to slide another inch of hard cock into his tight and recently unused passage.
    “Tight,” Salvatore murmured, gritting his teeth. The way Destin’s body was hugging him was making it difficult to concentrate on going as slow as he needed to.
    “It’s been a while,” Destin admitted, taking a deep breath in an effort to loosen up. “I switch. I like top and bottom but…” He paused as Salvatore slid in another half an inch. “It’s been a while since I’ve been on bottom. Terren did me once or twice but…he preferred bottom.” It was the first real mention Destin had ever made about Terren and Salvatore was thankful that he would share it with him in this intimate moment.
    “I’ll take care of you, Destin,” Salvatore promised, his hips jerking forward a little more. Destin panted as Salvatore struggled to get the last two inches of arousal stuffed into his tight hole.
    “Want you inside me,” Destin said, starting to shake. “Need you deep. Want to feel you for days afterwards.” The words had Salvatore biting back a snarl of satisfaction. There was nothing more beautiful than Destin’s surrender.
    “Like that,” Destin encouraged, scoring Salvatore’s back with his claws. Where the claws had come from, Salvatore had no idea but they felt right digging into his back as their bodies joined. “Come on, baby. All the way. I want all of you.”
    “Don’t know if I’ll fit,” Salvatore grunted. As aroused as he was, his base was thicker than normal, and he was terrified of hurting his lover. He was sweating profusely, the liquid making a trail down his spine and down his face. The restraint was admirable but unneeded.
    “I won’t break, Salvatore,” Destin said gently, reading his mind. “Forward and back. Shallow thrusts. It’ll help you get there.” He smiled as if he found something amusing despite the depth and breadth of their mutual arousal.
    “What?” Salvatore asked.
    Destin shook his head. “Nothing. You’re just cute.” Salvatore frowned.
    “I’m not cute.”
    Destin nodded. “Yes, you are. Beautiful, too, especially when you’re showing me how much you want to please me.” Salvatore rumbled but didn’t reply. There was entirely too much talking going on for lovemaking. He knew his inexperience was showing. Yes, he’d gotten more since coming to Underhill but he still wasn’t entirely used to it.
    “I’m