Shatter (Unbreakable Bonds 2)

That grunt turned into a long moan as Jude stroked that smooth, hard flesh up then down until he bent his knees enough to reach Snow’s balls. He cradled them in his hand, loving that gasp that filled his mouth.

Snow tore his mouth away, gulped in air, his voice a low rumble. “You feel so amazing against me. Get the condom. The lube. Now.” He slammed his hands onto the wall again. “Right now!”

Jude quickly walked to get the supplies and he stayed by the table with his eyes locked on Snow spread out against that wall, waiting for him. He put on the condom, unable to look away and when those blue eyes zeroed in on him over Snow’s shoulder, the flood of feelings that flowed through him made him stride back to the man and wrap himself around him again.

“Lube, Torres,” Snow said, pushing back against him. “You forgot it.”

“Shit.” Jude got the bottle, came back and stared. He burned for this man. He wanted to wreck Doc Frost.

So he did.

He kissed every inch of skin he could reach as his fingers prepared the general’s body for his cock. He took his time, circling his hole with one finger and he used his other lubed hand to grasp Snow’s cock again. He sucked marks onto Snow’s back, loving every cry that tore out of the man’s throat.

Snow writhed against the wall, groaning and saying Jude’s name in this low, guttural growl as his back bowed. Jude worked him with both hands, sliding one along that gorgeous, silky dick and stretching him open with the other. He couldn’t take his eyes off his back as he pushed onto Jude’s fingers. This…this was his favorite part—watching a man lose himself in pleasure. Jude groaned as he slid his fingers deeper into him. The tightness, the heat, it threatened to scramble his brain and he had an agenda here.

Snow thrust into his hand then bore down on his fingers as sexy noises came out of his mouth. Another grunt exploded from his throat when Jude pressed into Snow’s prostate and Jude nearly lost it when a strangled cry escaped Snow’s mouth.

His intent to wreck the doctor turned back on him.

He abruptly stopped, breathing hard, staring at the vision of sweaty perfection in front of him.

Snow’s breaths came hard and fast as he looked at him over his shoulder again. “Do it, Torres. Let yourself loose on me.”

Jude was on him in a flash and then he was in all that tight heat. Snow made a long, keening sound, his hands curling against the wall and Jude braced his legs so he could hit the man just right as he reached up and threaded the fingers of one hand with the general’s.

Perspiration glistened on the gorgeous, ropy muscles of his shoulders and back, a drop rolling down his shoulder blade. Jude leaned over, licked it off. “I’m growing addicted to the way you taste,” he growled into his skin, opening his mouth over and over on every inch he could reach. He kept pushing inside his doctor, the tightness and the heat making him clench his teeth and slam his forehead against the man’s back. “Oh, fuck. Fuck, General.”

He let go of one of his hand, put both hands on his waist and worked to keep himself from going into a mindless frenzy. That took a moment, just a moment, of stillness.

Snow shoved his ass back on a groan. “You gotta move. Feels so good.” He clenched his ass.

Jude cried out. “Stop. Oh shit!”

“Move, baby, move.” Snow reached back and dug his fingers into Jude’s ass to pull him all the way inside his body.

Jude yelled and couldn’t stop from pulling back then pushing deep inside him again. He knew he should be going slower, but the doctor had wrapped strong hands around his ass and was pulling him in just as hard.

It was simply the hottest experience of his life.

Nearly mindless with lust, he thrust over and over inside that snug, silky warmth and when he couldn’t manage to move anything else, he once again latched onto Snow’s neck, then bit that muscle between his shoulder and neck. Snow yelled and he felt the orgasm send the man’s body into spasms that squeezed him in the most delicious way possible. Snow shot all over the wall, his body shaking as he groaned loud and long.

Jude lost the ability to think, coherence evaporating completely. He slowed his thrusts and it took one, two more and that mind-boggling pleasure roiled through him until he came so hard inside Snow’s body, he saw stars. He staggered, slipping out of Snow while grabbing onto his waist. His general turned and grabbed him before he leaned back into the wall, keeping those strong, wonderful arms around him.