“Judge tossed the condom to the side and grabbed the lube, coating his cock good. When he added more inside Michaels’ hot channel, his eyes fluttered with excitement. No barrier this time. This was his man, his partner, his lover. Judge dropped down on Michaels’ chest, again putting his full weight on him. He went in for a kiss, coaxed Michaels’ wine-flavored tongue inside his mouth, moved slowly at first, until it soon spun out of control. With their mouths still connected, Judge lined his cock up with Michaels’ waiting hole and gently thrust forward. Michaels’ mouth opened wider as he gasped. Judge made sure every part of them was touching and their eyes were locked when he pushed all way in on one long drive. Michaels cried a beautiful sound into his face and Judge had to fight the feeling burning at his spine. “Fuckin’ love it when you cry for me like that.” His man tremored beneath him; writhed and squirmed with Judge’s cock deep inside him. “Yes. That’s it. More.” Michaels brought his long legs up and placed his feet flat on the bed and pushed up, urging Judge to move. Regardless, he couldn’t hold back any longer. Judge slid out halfway and slammed back in, the pleasure stealing his sanity. It was so goddamn hot inside his lover, a heat he’d never get tired of. A heat that sparked the fire to a full-on blaze. Judge hooked the backs of both of Michaels’ legs, his palms flat on the bed. Michaels was splayed open for him, ready for the taking. Judge lost his mind. Powered into his man like a fool in love. Fucked him hard, fucked him until it became brutal. Michaels yelled his appreciation into the night. The truest mating call. ”