Cass, with the help of Lucian, slowly rubbed the tip of his cock against Edgar's entrance. Edgar wiggled, letting out a soft, needy moan that had Cass' balls draw up. Fuck.
He didn't stop though, he kept going and when the tip of his cock finally pushed in, Cass felt he was experiencing something he would never, ever, forget.
Edgar was so warm. So tight, a little wet, a little dry, but Cass was still leaking. He didn't worry for a second that he was going to hurt Edgar since he planned to fill him up with seed. Cass couldn't help the needy sound that left his own lips, Lucian's tongue still on his throat. He pulled his hand away, letting nature take its course as Cass found himself pushing himself in deeper. He couldn't take his eyes away from the way his cock was disappearing inside of Edgar.
Holy. Shit.
