Take My Body (Curse Bound 2)

But what aroused him most was feeling the difference between their bodies, so he dropped to all fours, locking the smaller man under him and fucking Gunner like the bitch he was. He even grabbed his throat for good measure, loving how the pulse quickened under his touch.

“That’s it, you’ll be riding my cock every day until I’m done with you,” Caspian growled and bit on Gunner’s nape like a wolf pinning his prey.

Gunner’s moan sounded like a confirmation, but Caspian wanted to see proof and sat back on his heels taking his boy with him so they both kneeled, with Gunner sitting in Caspian’s lap.

Blue eyes peeked at him from a flushed face, hazy as if Gunner were drunk on the thick dick drilling his ass. Caspian pushed two fingers into the soft mouth and shivered when the boy sucked on them right away, greedy for more. Harder. Faster.

“Go on. Milk me. You better hope that condom doesn’t break, slut, or you’ll be leaking cum all the way home,” Caspian growled and rolled his teeth over the exposed throat.

When Gunner started pumping his cute round ass against Caspian’s groin, heaven opened above them. What was supposed to be a hate fuck, a way to get off and punish Gunner at the same time, was turning into an addictive feast for all senses. He’d wanted sex before, but until now he’d had no idea just how hungry he’d been for this exact meal.

Gunner rolled his narrow hips at a quick pace, legs spread wide to accommodate Caspian’s thighs, rising and falling as if his life depended on it, and he sucked on Caspian’s fingers while mumbling something. He squeezed the tight channel of muscles as if the only thing that mattered now was Caspian’s pleasure.

When the tied hands pressed to the bare flesh of Caspian’s stomach, he was lost.

Pleasure buzzed at the base of his spine before jolting up and down his body as he pushed his hips up, thrusting into Gunner until his balls emptied. The world spun, and he already knew that he needed to buy the very same brand of cotton-scented air freshener that hung in the air, so it would always remind him of this moment.

Spent, he pulled Gunner close and dove his hand down the slender body, capturing the hard cock and pumping it at a merciless pace.

Gunner’s mouth was free again to make those painfully arousing noises, but those didn’t last long. He cried out, and hot spunk covered Caspian’s fist like the physical manifestation of pleasure leaving his body. The tight hole started throbbing with heat around Caspian’s cock as if it didn’t want to let go yet.

Caspian could well have been called Zeus, because he felt like a god when he lazily lapped at the bite mark he’d left on Gunner’s shoulder. As he pushed the boy forward, and the warm ass slid off Caspian’s softening dick, he found himself staring at the hole, which now shone with lube.

“Fuck… that was—” Hot. So very hot. The hottest thing on the planet.

But instead of the horny promises he was expecting, Caspian heard a sob. His brain stilled. His bones turned into ice, and the lingering arousal into confusion. Hadn’t Gunner come while asking for more?

The boy curled up, rolling his face into the pillow, and Caspian stared at him as horror took root in his flesh and chased away the pride he’d felt moments ago.

He did hate Gunner. Always had. But he’d also wanted to excite him and fuck him more thoroughly than any man before. This was supposed to be his moment of triumph.

Uncertain, Caspian touched Gunner’s side with the back of his hand. “I... are you hurt?”

“N-no, just take this off,” Gunner said between one sob and another, hiding his face, but awkwardly holding out his bound wrists to Caspian.

Caspian’s head throbbed with static as he released Gunner from the belt and T-shirt. Had he done something wrong? The sight of tears streaming down the reddened face didn’t give him the rush of power they’d had in the morning. His sexual fantasies could get a bit violent, but not because he wanted to hurt anyone. Even Gunner.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he tried in a softer voice as he watched Gunner pull up his pants and hide the flesh still marked by Caspian’s slaps.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I just—never with a man—” Gunner looked around the floor, as if searching for something, but got up while Caspian was still processing what he’d just heard.

“But you’re gay. And had this hot body.” He pointed to his chest, not bothered to zip up, but he did throw away the condom.

Gunner ran his fingers through the blond hair, and Caspian once again marveled at how it suited his blue eyes. “I’ll… see you around,” Gunner mumbled, and Caspian frowned in shock, but Gunner opened the door and bolted.