"Beautiful," Carrick gasped. "You're so beautiful like this." It was true. Should he have wished it, the Alpha werewolf's strength could have let him tear the strip of silk as if it were paper. For the vampire, the fact Russell would lie there with his hands bound above his head, pliant and trusting as he pressed his hips up into Carrick's body only heightened the fierce masculine beauty of Russ' features.
"You're close, aren't you," he moaned. "I can feel it." Carrick squeezed the muscles of his ass tightly together, further adding to the incredible sensations of Russ filling him over and over again.