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the beach. While he covered Mirian's body with his own, he supported himself on his elbows so his weight wasn't actually pressing Mirian down. Given the passion that was blazing between them, what followed was perhaps shocking. Frey proceeded to pepper Mirian's face with butterfly-light kisses. Everything from his lips to his nose and eyelids became a target, as if Frey wanted to kiss each individual part of Mirian.
    That guess was later confirmed when Frey went lower down, his kisses advancing over Mirian's neck and then his chest. Like a hound drawn to his prey, he zeroed in on Mirian's nipples. As he lightly flicked his tongue over one of the tender buds, he used his clever fingers to tweak its twin.
    Shocks of pleasure swept over Mirian at the caress, each sweep of Frey's slick muscle seeming to connect directly with his cock. He tried to maintain some semblance of control, but in the end, he resigned himself to the fact that it was pointless. He started shoving his hips against Frey, seeking more friction, more contact, more of everything.
    His nipples were incredibly sensitive. That had always been the case. Just the same, Mirian had not realized just how much such caresses could affect him. In fact, he suspected he could easily come just from his mate touching his nipples. He might have been embarrassed if he hadn't been too busy losing his mind with lust.
    As it turned out, his mate was nowhere near done with his exploration. He released his hold on Mirian's nipple and kissed down his chest, making a brief pit stop to stab his tongue into Mirian's belly button. By now, Mirian had started to tremble like a man possessed, and he arched against Frey, mumbling incoherent whispers he could only hope his mate understood.
    Alas, Frey decided to bypass the spot where Mirian needed him most. He kissed over Mirian's hip and pelvis, his fingers tracing the line of the bone without going any further. As Mirian lay there, completely helpless and at Frey's mercy, his mate's sinful mouth traveled down his legs, exploring his thighs, his knees, going all the way to his feet.
    When had Frey even taken Mirian's shoes and socks off? Wait, hadn't he asked himself that before? God, he was so lost... He couldn't think. He had become a creature of pure need, pure fire, everything he was and would ever be completely at Frey's disposal.
    On instinct, he parted his legs, willing Frey to touch him, to fill him, to give him what only he could. At some level, he realized the suppressors would keep them from conceiving a child, but that was perhaps for the best. For the moment, he just wanted to be and feel and love. Maybe it was selfish, but he didn't want to worry about anything more.
    Thankfully, Frey didn't make him wait for much longer. He retraced his proverbial steps, once more placing kisses over Mirian's legs until his mouth hovered above Mirian's erection. He shot Mirian a sinful smile and finally delved in, taking his cock to the root.
    Frey's fingers weren't idle either, finding their way to Mirian's opening. Courtesy of the natural lubrication his body secreted, he was already slick and ready. His flesh parted easily for the digit his mate slid inside him.
    Mirian buried his fingers in Frey's hair, seeking an anchor in a world that was quickly cracking around the edges. He was probably hurting Frey's scalp, but his mate didn't seem to mind. He bobbed his head up and down Mirian's dick with abandon, as if he aimed to devour him, as if he wanted nothing more in this life than to taste Mirian's seed.
    If Mirian had been able to do more than be a whimpering mess, he'd have liked to touch Frey in turn. Frey hadn't even taken his own clothes off for God's sake. But instead of frustrating Mirian or making him feel guilty, the sight of it turned him on, adding another layer of sensation to the already intoxicating moment.
    The heat of Frey's mouth on his dick, the way Frey's skilled fingers unerringly found his prostate, Frey's open lust for