[ Hank takes the chance to bite down on Ezra's neck, claiming him as he comes into his hands. That connection alone is enough to get him to lose it, the pleasure and pain and instinct overwhelming him, fueling the power that courses through him as comes, loud and with a howl that should let just about everyone know who's the alpha here.
Still, Ezra is so good. His mate is so good. He tastes perfect and he feels perfect and he is Hank's. Once the aftershocks of his orgasm have passed, Hank releases his neck and licks the wounds gently, releasing them both and dragging a clawed hand over the mess on Ezra's stomach. ]
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Still, Ezra is so good. His mate is so good. He tastes perfect and he feels perfect and he is Hank's. Once the aftershocks of his orgasm have passed, Hank releases his neck and licks the wounds gently, releasing them both and dragging a clawed hand over the mess on Ezra's stomach. ]
You're incredible.