Gods... He wanted to say no. He had to keep control of himself. But then, they had talked about this, and Carrick wanted it.
Finally, he gave in. He bent down and bit his lover. Clamping Carrick's neck in his teeth. The way a wolf would do, forcing submission from an Omega.
He pounded into Carrick harder. His ass was so fucking tight. He felt his lover shift beneath him to take hold of his own cock. Russ could have stopped him, drawn out the exquisite torture, but he was so close.