Ryder was his mate, after all, and though they had managed to talk some after fucking the second time last night, they were still strangers. It was exciting, the sex rough and fulfilling in a way it never had been before. Maarten really wanted to have his turn topping. He wasn’t made to be strictly a bottom. For now, he just wanted to get off. Ryder tightened his arm around Maarten’s waist and Maarten rolled onto his side, sliding his shaft alongside Ryder’s. “Good morning, mate,” he purred. Ryder’s eyes were barely opened, and the man had that tousled, sleepy-sexy look that Maarten found so appealing. He was more than happy to have a mate so opposite to himself in this way. Maarten woke looking much like he did before sleeping—he was lucky like that. He liked the differences between them, and he especially liked the way Ryder’s hairy body felt against his. Ryder licked his lips, and without speaking, made his needs known by putting a hand on Maarten’s shoulder and pressing.
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