Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
A new idea forming in his head, Ethan jumped up and moved from the center of the bed, directing Marcus to take his place.
“I don’t have much control left, Ethan,” Marcus warned. His voice was deliciously deep and gravelly, as if the fight for control was shredding his vocal cords. “No teasing.”
“No teasing,” Ethan agreed, as he grabbed the bottle of lube. “I want you to lie on your back and hold on to the headboard.”
Marcus narrowed his eyes on Ethan, but still reached over his head and clamped his hands down on the top of the headboard. His cock was still hard and leaking, standing up as if demanding Ethan’s attention. No worries. He wasn’t forgetting about that beautiful, thick monster. Squirting lube on his palm, Ethan wrapped his hand around Marcus’s dick, coating it. Marcus’s hips popped upward, thrusting into his hand as he hissed in what seemed like a mix of pleasure and pain.
Pouring more lube on his fingers, Ethan got to his knees and smiled at Marcus as he shoved the lube inside of himself.
“You can’t help yourself,” Marcus said in a low voice. “You’re always so damn sexy. Like a fucking siren luring me in. I never stood a chance.”
Ethan could barely speak. “You were always meant to be mine.”
No one had ever made him feel sexy. Not until Marcus. And then he embraced it. He wanted to drive Marcus wild, make him desperate and lose control.
Removing his fingers, he crawled on top of Marcus, straddling his hips. With one hand braced on his chest, Ethan grabbed Marcus’s cock and guided it to his hole. He slowly brushed it back and forth, teasing them both, earning a warning growl from Marcus. His lover was about to give up on holding the headboard and take over if Ethan didn’t get to it.
With one last grin, Ethan pushed backward, forcing the slick head past tight muscles. They both groaned, Ethan’s head falling to his shoulder. Marcus lay perfectly still except for a small trembling Ethan could feel in his legs. He wanted to thrust into Ethan, burying himself completely, but he was letting Ethan control it. This was his gift to Ethan. One last fuck as a human and Ethan was in the driver’s seat.
Resting both of his hands on Marcus’s chest, Ethan started to rock on Marcus’s cock, taking it in a little bit deeper with each stroke.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” Ethan groaned. He looked down at Marcus to see that his eyes were glowing a little brighter now. Definitely not a trick of the light. Maybe an indication that he was so turned-on.
“Yeah?”
Ethan’s smile felt a little more wicked on his lips. So Marcus was aroused by a little dirty talk. Ethan could give him that. He didn’t mind being vocal.
Moaning loudly, he slid down Marcus’s cock, taking almost all of him this time. “So fucking big. My hole has never been so stretched. You own my ass.”
“Yesss,” Marcus hissed. He thrust his hips upward and Ethan cried out in pleasure, taking Marcus to the hilt. “Mine. No one but me will ever be inside of you again. No one!”
“No one,” Ethan repeated. “No one fucks me like you do.”
“Show me. Show me how much you love my cock.”
Ethan could only nod. He leaned back, placing both hands behind himself on the bed for balance as he started to ride Marcus’s cock. From that angle, Marcus would be able to see the slick slide in and out of his body. The way he stretched Ethan’s hole wide.
“Grab yourself. I want to watch you stroke your dick,” Marcus commanded.
Ethan wrapped his right hand around his hardening length and started jerking in time to his movement. Marcus increased his thrusts. He wasn’t sure which of them had changed the angle, but Marcus was once against pressing against his prostate, sending stars shooting in front of Ethan’s eyes as his body tensed with the impending orgasm. He hadn’t been sure he’d be able to come again, but now he was sure he wasn’t going to be able to stop it.
“Marcus! Marcus, please. Bite me. I’m gonna come. Need—”
Ethan didn’t finish the desperate plea. Marcus forced him onto his back, taking control. His cock slammed hard into his ass, adding an edge of pain to the pleasure that sent Ethan careening over the edge. As the first wave of bliss hammered his body, Marcus bit down on his neck. Ethan screamed, his entire body jerking and tensing at the same time against Marcus’s. He’d never felt an orgasm so intense, he couldn’t breathe.
As the orgasm finally started to fade, Marcus pulled away from his neck. He smiled, Ethan’s blood coating his lips and fangs as he thrust hard into Ethan a couple of times more before shouting his own release. Marcus’s cock swelled inside of Ethan, followed by an intense rush of heat. Ethan whimpered; his body wanted to leap over the edge again with Marcus, but it just couldn’t.