“That’s my boy.” Gideon switched to the other side of Jesse’s neck, licking along fresh patches of skin before letting his fangs trail afterward. “How about if we see if you can ride me as long as David fucks JT, huh? Match his strokes. I want to feel every one of them.”
That almost required more concentration than Jesse was capable of. He concentrated for a few moments, watching David sheath himself completely, pull back, and then drive forward again. Jesse put both his feet flat on the floor, preparing to push himself up as David pulled back again. It was a little difficult to get the rhythm just right, but David didn’t change his tempo, and each time Jesse slammed down on Gideon’s cock he responded with sounds of approval.