"My bear, mein Barchan," he groans back as Nate presses against the sensitive gland and strokes him. "I never imagined, thought, that I could have this. Not until you." All the times he'd whispered to Karl that they could run away and be free he'd never believed it. Now everything seems possible. "My husband, my amazing, handsome husband."

He loops his elbow under his leg, helping Nate plunge deeper and getting one of his hands right where he wants it, on Nate's ass. That gets a squeeze, short nails teasing a little, before he slides his fingers along the cleft.

"Can I finger you as you fuck me?"