Remington (The Theriot Family 1)

“You’re doing so good.” Remington’s voice was almost a purr.

“Do that again. Please.”

“I’m going to do it again and again until you come. Then I’m going to fill your ass with my seed.”

“Yes. Do that.” I never thought I would crave having a man come inside me, but I wanted it desperately. I wanted him to mark me like that. I wanted to surrender to him completely, no matter how foolish that was.

He stroked over my sweet spot again, and I pushed back, needing more. Before long, he was driving into me roughly, and I was meeting every stroke.

I couldn’t believe it felt so good to have him inside me. Had I really thought I wouldn’t be able to handle him? Even though he stretched me to the absolute limit, even though my ass still stung and I knew I would be sore as hell afterward, everything felt perfect in that moment, like my ass was made for his cock.

I was so close. If only he’d touch me again.

“Tell me what you need,” he ordered as he kept fucking me even harder.

“Need you. Need to come.”

He grasped my cock again. His hand worked me just as fast and hard as he was fucking me.

“Remy, I’m… I’m so close. I—”

“Come for me. Show me how much you love this. Show me how much you love having me buried deep inside you, the only man to ever have your ass.”

13

Remington

Being inside Henri was pure heaven, even better than I’d expected. He was so hot, so tight, and the sounds he made as he tried to adjust to me made it hard to hold back. I wanted more. I wanted to forget the outside world and spend the next two weeks in bed with him. No way in hell could I do that, but I would take as much time with him as I could because being inside him was unlike anything I’d experienced before.

That thought scared me—more than a confrontation with the Landrys, more than knowing I’d be working with X—but I’d never let fear hold me back before, and I wasn’t going to now. Henri was a professional. He’d walk away when our time was up, and eventually the weeks we spent together would just be a fond memory.

I would let myself enjoy every single moment with him. I deserved some stress relief, but I didn’t deserve his willingness, his eagerness, the way he’d agreed to let me drive into him with nothing between us. I’d never questioned what I deserved from a man before, but now I wanted to be worthy of the sexy, open, more-innocent-than-he-should-be man who’d fallen into my life.

I tightened my grip on his cock, and he moaned. “That’s right. Don’t hold back. I want to know exactly how good this is for you.”

“Good. So good.” I drove into him once more, hard and deep, and that was all it took. He shuddered as his hot cum spilled over my hand.

His ass tightened around my cock almost painfully, and that was enough to send my own release slamming through me. I held Henri’s hips tight as I buried myself in him and filled his ass with my hot seed.

His knees slid out from under him, and I lay on top of him, pressing him into the mattress, my cock still buried inside him.

I could barely breathe. I didn’t think I could speak or move. I hoped he would protest if I was crushing him too hard. I didn’t want to slide out of him. I wanted to keep him pinned to my bed. I wanted him to be mine. I knew as I lay there, sweaty and exhausted, feeling the slickness of my cum inside him, that two weeks was not going to be enough. Henri was special, and I wasn’t going to let him go.

I never believed I would find someone who meant as much to me as Marjorie meant to my father, but if what they felt was more intense than the complete shattering of my soul I’d just experienced, I don’t know how they survived it.

I was in so much trouble.

Eventually I summoned the strength to move. I pushed back onto my knees and Henri gasped as my cock slid from his ass. I reached my arms under him and pulled him up until he was kneeling in front of me and I could reach between his legs to feel my cum sliding from his body. I used my fingers to push some of it back into him.

He drew in a ragged breath. “I can’t believe… That was so much more than…”

I pressed my lips to his neck. “Shhh. Don’t try to talk. Just feel my cum sliding from your ass and coating your thighs. I’ve marked you, made you mine.”

I slid my finger along his inner thigh scooping up more of my seed, then brought my fingers to his mouth. I thought he might protest, but he didn’t. He just sucked them between his lips as he wrapped a hand around my wrist like he was afraid I would take my hand away. He licked and sucked until my fingers were thoroughly cleaned.