For a moment, Essek's body seizes up tight as teeth sink into his shoulder. Blunt, human teeth, but his mate's all the same. The bright flash of pain, something he normally doesn't care for, goes right to his cock. He's already lightheaded from being teased before this started, from Percy's diligent stroking, from his cock filling him. His cunt grows tighter as he's driven fast toward his peak, unsurprising when he's gone without all night and all morning.

What is surprising is that Percival just beats him there. His hand tightens around Percival's arm as he feels him press deep and stay there. He feels him shudder against his back, feels the jerk of his cock as he spills.

Essek whines, hips grinding back urgently against his husband, seeking to feel a knot that isn't there. But feeling his alpha come inside him assuages a little of that need, and the sound grows in volume as his own orgasm washes over him, intense enough to set the room spinning.