Free What's Your Poison? by SA Welsh Page A

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    Remy nuzzled the side of Skylar’s face as he wet his fingers again and drizzled more lube over the mounds of Skylar’s ass, leaning back to watch the fluid run down into the valley between them. He sank two fingers inside Skylar and waited for the hiccup he loved to hear before adding a third and moving them slowly in and out, mimicking what he’d do once he had his cock inside Skylar’s tight ass. No one had ever ruled his body like Skylar, and his mate could drag him to orgasm over and over again, milking him dry.
    “Don’t be gentle,” Skylar ordered with a gasp, dancing on his toes as Remy continued fucking him with his fingers. He removed them got into positon, bending his knees a little to get the right angle to fit the tip of his erection against Skylar’s lubed and stretched ass.
    “Believe me, I’m too wound up for gentle,” he growled, throwing back his head in a howl as he pressed forward and entered Skylar in one smooth, slow push.
    “Oh. It feels like it did the first time, where you were so big you almost split me open. Stay,” Skylar pleaded, reaching back to claw at him head rolling back to rest on Remy’s shoulder.
    It took so much effort to restrain himself and resist his instincts to rut like a wild thing, but he locked his muscles and kept completely still, letting Skylar adjust to his invasion. Remy glanced over Skylar’s shoulder at the mirrored wall in the changing cubical and took in the handsomeness of his mate. He’d never get tired of seeing Skylar’s face or the erotic slope of his neck, the defined lines of his stomach and the little freckle on his hip he loved to lick. He just wished Skylar could see it, see them together as they were now, with his cock stuffed into his mate’s glorious heat.
    Oh God. I can. I can see you! You’re so beautiful.
    He understood instantly. Skylar was seeing through his eyes, seeing what he saw in the mirror.
    Don’t blink. It might go away if you do.
    Leaning back, he moved his gaze down, careful not to close his eyes even for a second. He wanted Skylar to see them, see where their bodies joined.
    How does that even fit in there?
    Skylar’s thought sent him into unexpected giggles and he puffed out his chest with masculine pride. Every man liked to be told he was big in that department.
    “It fits very well,” he purred, licking the shell of Skylar’s ear before drawing back again and keeping his gaze fixed downward so Skylar could see what he saw as he carefully pulled away, retreating until just the tip of his engorged cock was still inside Skylar. He waited a beat, building the anticipation, then thrust in again with a quick roll of his hips.
    Skylar cried out as he grunted and grit his teeth.
    It felt so good, the tight heat surrounding him and clinging to him intimately. Remy was a slave to his body as he repeated the move, watching his dick disappear inside Skylar. It was almost as if he was feeling both sides of the encounter, like he could feel Skylar fucking him as he fucked Skylar. It was simultaneously trippy and amazing.
    “So good,” he forced out, and in the same breath cried out as Skylar clenched his ass muscles, clamping down on him in a way that robbed him of his control. He set a quick pace, using his wolf speed to go faster when Skylar arched into him and moaned in encouragement.
    “Look in the mirror, I want to see everything.”
    Remy manoeuvred them so they were side on to the mirror and did as Skylar asked, staring into the reflective surface, concentrating on all the things he found irresistible on Skylar’s body before looking at himself, feeling Skylar’s metal nudge to do so.
    Handsome. Eyes like chocolate and hair as rich as chestnut licked with fire.
    “You say pretty things,” he said, throwing his hips forward in a driving thrust and knocking them both forward a step. Skylar just hissed and demanded more. God, he loved his mate. He was perfect.
    “Not so bad yourself, wolf,” Skylar