I shook my head, feeling desperate. “You know what I mean.”
“Tell me.”
“Harder. I need more. I need you to use me, take me. I need you to be rough with me.”
The bastard shook his head. “I promised to be gentle. I promised I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“I’m not a fucking fragile flower. I like this, okay? I like your dick in me. I like you splitting me in two. I want more.”
His eyes went wide, and I caught him off guard, thrusting my hips up and forcing him to drive all the way into me.
Something shifted in his expression. He was suddenly a predator: a wolf, a jaguar, something very dangerous. “Just remember, you asked for it.”
He pulled back, then drove into me, slamming his hips against mine. I cried out. It hurt like hell, but it also felt like the most incredible thing in the world. I wrapped my legs tighter around him. “More. Now.”
“You don’t get to tell me what to do. You’re mine. Your body is mine to use. Your tight little hole is mine to fuck, to fill up until you can’t take any more, until you come apart.”
“Yes, yes please. That’s what I need. That’s what I—”
I cried out as he started ramming into me, hips moving fast.
I looked into his eyes. They were filled with so much hunger. He was going to eat me up, consume me, and I didn’t care. That was exactly what I wanted. I didn’t think I could survive if he didn’t give himself to me completely.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, his tone deep and dark, sending a shiver of fear through me. What had I unleashed?
I grabbed a pillow, squeezing it tight. I wanted to touch him. I needed to, but I didn’t dare disobey.
He took hold of my hips, tilting them when he pushed back in. I cried out as he hit that magic spot inside me. My body lit up like I’d stuck my finger in an electrical outlet. I was right on the edge. If he did that again, I was going to come, and I wasn’t even touching myself.
“Please,” I sobbed.
“I’ve got you, baby. Let yourself fall. You’re safe with me.”
I’d never believed those words before, never trusted anyone like this, but Lance wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met.
He thrust into me hard as my body burned with need. I tore at the pillow and worked my hips trying to get every inch of him I could. I was losing my mind, but I didn’t care as long as he didn’t stop.
When he wrapped his hand around my cock, I knew I was lost to him. My heart, my body, my mind. Everything. He could have it all.
He stroked me, his hand moving in the same rhythm he used to fuck my ass. It was too much. It was everything. I let go and came, shooting so hard spunk hit my chin.
31
Lancelot
The ecstasy on Julian’s face was mesmerizing. The way his body arched, the pleasure on his face. I wanted to memorize the look of it forever. I held myself still, except for my hand stroking his cock. I intended to drain him utterly. His gaze met mine, and the words spilled from my lips before I could stop them. “I love you.”
He sucked in a breath, staring at me. I didn’t know what to do, so I drove back into his body and let myself go. Julian clung to me, taking it all, urging me on, heels digging into the backs of my thighs.
“Want you, Lance. Need you.”
I buried my face against his neck, kissing him, nipping at his skin, and sucking. I didn’t want this to end, but I was at the breaking point. My balls ached, and I needed to mark him with my cum like I had my teeth.
“Julian, take it. Take it all.” I drove into him one last time and let go.
He writhed under me, hips working, his cock already hard again. “Feels so good. I can feel your cum inside me. So hot. So…”
I growled, thrusting into him one more time so I could give him every last drop. When I was done, I stretched out on top of him. His arms came around my neck and held me there.
Neither of us spoke. I wasn’t sure we were capable of forming words. Even if I could, I was scared to. I’d told him I loved him. I meant it. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was what he might think, how he would react, whether he felt the same way. He’d probably just dismiss it, thinking I’d said it in the heat of the moment. He wouldn’t think it was real when it very much was.
I wanted to convince him of that, but I wouldn’t be able to now because he wouldn’t trust my words. He trusted me with his body, but he wouldn’t trust me with his heart, not with my cum running out of his ass.