He growled at being pushed away even that little bit. He didn't need to breath but the pressure on his neck was instinctual, to stop, to close up. Claws and blood, he could feel it, the blood warmer then his body still as it ran along his skin. No holding back then. His fist pumped twice over him. The feel of him hot and hard, the smell of him aroused tinging the air with the smell of blood. He wanted harder, Tao could stop banking his strength, not worry about breaking a new play thing.
He moved up to his knees, and grabbed Riley's thighs pushing his legs back, nearly bending him in half. "Hold them." He growled and grabbed his hips to pull him as he thrust forward, doubling the force. So tight, so hot and the heat of Riley's body snaked through him and coiled low in his stomach.