Chapter Seventy-One
Owen moaned against his lips, his hunger growing stronger as he wrapped his arms around Drake’s neck. Pulling his body tighter against the dark-haired man’s body. His c**k stretched the thin material of his sleep pants at the thought of Drake claiming Abby.
He found that he wasn’t jealous or bothered by it. He just wished that he had been there to see it, to watch the two of them f**k.
Drake’s d**k was hard against his ass and he felt a low pulse of arousal flicker through him from the bond that he shared with Abby. He moaned into the kiss, his hands traveling down Owen’s toned body.
Gripping his mate’s hips, he thrust up, grinding his c**k against Owen’s ass with a rough groan that had Owen panting for unneeded air.
“f**k me.” The vampire rasped, his hard c**k ten
