And just like that, Dimitri arched back, his walls clenched down hard around Kane's cock, still buried so deep inside him. He could feel the cum churning, the lewdness making him keen. He gripped Kane's hair, chest arching to give him more access to his tender bud. The pain and pleasure caused sparks to light off in his vision and he cried out as more seed spilled over Kane's hand. He heaved for breath, sweat coating his brow as he lie on the bed. He winced and squirmed when Kane kept pressing on his distended stomach and he whimpered.<br/><br/>"Kane, oh fuck," he whispered, eyes rolling back. "Do it. Fuck my cock. I want it. I want to watch you do it." His voice was hoarse, barely audible. His body was so well fucked it was insane. "God damn you make me so horny and greedy. I love you inside me." He rocked his hips, shuddering as his nerves flared with sensitivity bordering pain. He licked his lips and then grabbed Kane's face, plunging his tongue into the demon mouth as he tried to roll him onto his back so he could straddle Kane's waist. It was a weak effort, and since his bones were jelly and he was high as a kite Kane could easily stop or help him.