Dax (The Theriot Family 4)

My cock was going to stretch him so wide. It would hurt and, beast that I was, I wanted to hear him cry out as he fought to adjust to me. I wanted to know he was suffering as he tried his best to accommodate me.

I leaned over him, crushing his legs to his chest. “Do you know what you’re doing?”

He looked up, scowling at me. “I’m not a virgin.”

I burst out laughing, and he squirmed, trying to get free. “Don’t laugh at me. Just because I—”

“No.” I took hold of his chin and forced him to look up at me. As he did so, he wrapped his legs around my waist.

“I’m not laughing at you, and don’t you dare say you’re not skilled. Your mouth… God, it was all I could do not to come in five seconds. I meant did you know what you were doing with a man like me? Do you understand what I am?”

“You’re arrogant and violent and scary as fuck, but you’re also my protector.”

Warmth surged through me then. Unlike the scalding heat of desire, the sensation warmed my heart and made me believe Travis might truly be able to care for me. “Damn right I am. I’m going to keep you safe, and you’re going to obey me.”

“Dax, I—”

I put a finger over his lips. “No arguing. And don’t move.”

I stepped back, and he let his feet fall to the edge of the counter. “Where are you going?”

“To find some lube.”

“Oh, shit, I…”

“Did you think I was going to fuck you dry? Baby, I don’t need to hurt you that badly.”

He moaned. “That shouldn’t be hot. What the fuck is wrong with me?”

“You were made for me.”

“Fuck. I… I think you might be right.”

I stepped into the bathroom and found some unscented lotion. I was already slicking up my cock as I walked back to Travis. He’d obeyed perfectly. He was lying there on the counter, legs bent double, head turned to watch me, mouth open as he stared at my hand moving on my cock. The garage looked like a scene from a porno, but it was so much better because Travis was mine, and I could do whatever I wanted with him.

I teased his hole with the tip of my cock. He sucked in his breath, and his eyes met mine. I was torn between wanting to watch his hole open to accommodate me and watching his eyes to see the expression on his face as he fought the pain and tried not to struggle.

“Mine,” I growled as I pushed forward. I held his gaze and saw both pain and determination in his eyes.

“You can take it.”

“I don’t—”

“You don’t have any choice.”

Travis shook his head and sank his teeth into his lower lip as I eased in more.

“God, you’re so tight. You’re squeezing me so hard, but I’m going to stretch you wide, fill you up, mark you as mine.”

“Please,” he begged.

“You want that, don’t you?” I ran my tongue over his lower lip, trying to keep him from making it bleed.

He sucked my thumb into his mouth, and I lost it. He cried out as I drove into him, head dropping back. His eyes flew open as I gripped his throat and slowly pulled back, readying myself to go all the way on my next stroke. “Take it,” I demanded. “Take all of it.”

11

Travis

I looked up at Dax again and held his gaze. The intensity in his eyes seemed to electrify me. I couldn’t think, but I needed more from him. “Never thought… I would… More.”

“You’re fucking perfect for me.” Dax pulled out and pushed in again. This time he didn’t stop until he was as far in as he could go. He rocked against me, making me writhe. I wasn’t sure I could take anymore.

I was near panic when Dax pressed his hand against my sternum. “Relax. Breathe. Let your body get used to me. It’s mine now.”

“Jesus. Can’t. Too much. Too full.”

“Never. You were made for me.”

Was I? He could almost make me believe it. I’d loved him since I was a kid. Oh shit. Love? That couldn’t be what this was. But what else could it be?

Dax pulled almost all the way out, and it no longer mattered that I thought he would split me in two. The pleasure of having him there, of knowing he wanted me, knowing I could drive him wild like this was worth it. “Need more. Need you inside me.”

“That’s right. It’s where I belong.” He started fucking me for real then, driving his full length into me.

I hooked my legs over his shoulders as he slammed against me over and over. My balls ached. I needed release, but instinctively I knew he wouldn’t want me to come until he told me to. He said he wanted to be in charge of everything, and apparently, I wanted it that way.