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“Mmmm,” his lips hum against my neck, making my body tremble. Moving one hand from my hip, he reaches into my sweatpants, and before I can protest, his hand is wrapped around my length. Slipping his thumb through the pre-cum dripping from my cock, he moves the curved barbell back and forth through my slit and my knees shake involuntarily, threatening to give out completely.
“Ahhh, fuck. Little heathen,” I groan as he shoves my pants around my thighs, and moves to shove down his own.
“Fuck, Cole,” he murmurs as he flexes his fingers and slowly wraps one hand around both of our cocks. Looking down between us, he lets a long trail of saliva fall from his lips, lubing us up before he begins stroking us together.
The way his large, smooth cock rubs against mine as he tightens his grip, has me on the verge of coming way too soon.
“Say it again,” he grunts as he thrusts against me, into his fist.
“Wh-what?”
“Little heathen - say it again,” this time he whimpers.
With one hand, I grip the back of his head, pulling his lips to mine. His stubble scratches my chin as I open my mouth, welcoming his tongue between my lips.
“Fuck, little heathen,” I moan right into his mouth and he swallows it, grinning against my lips.
Stunted and staggered, his thrusts turn more into jerking motions. Wrapping my opposite hand around our cocks, lacing my fingers with his, we both hold on as we thrust together into our interlocked grip.
“I need you,” I whisper, and I never meant for the words to come out, but they did and there’s no recalling them. No taking them back. My heart stops beating as fear settles in that he may simply pull away, but instead he thrusts harder.
“Fuck, I want… I need you. I fucking need you Cole,” he gives my words back to me as I slide my tongue into his mouth and kiss him hard. It’s sloppy, messy, filled with want, need, and unhinged desire and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Mmm, I’m go-” I start.
“I’m coming,” he cries out.
My balls tingle as they draw up, and my eyes roll back as he bites down on my bottom lip just as our collective release spurts between us. Our motions slow as thick, long ropes of cum shoot from our cocks. Coating our abs and fists.
When I finally stop trembling and move my hand from our grip, Riot shocks me further by grabbing my hand in his, bringing it to his mouth, and slowly licking all of our mixed release from both of our hands. He groans as he swallows, then drops my hand to wipe the rest of the release from his stomach, shoving his fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean.
This time he doesn’t swallow though. His eyes lock with mine, and he drops down to his knees, cleaning my abs, my cock and my chest with his tongue. He never looks away, and I’m too far gone to so much as blink.
Smirking, he pushes back up to his feet and pulls me in, planting his lips on mine. I open up and as our lips move together he pushes our cum into my mouth. It’s sweet and salty, something entirely and uniquely us. We pass the mixture back and forth on our tongues, swallowing as we devour each other.
Riot’s phone vibrates against the countertop, and he breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against mine. Reaching over to the side, he flips the phone over and glances at the screen.
“Shit,” he mutters, trying to catch his breath. “One sec.”
He answers the phone, pulling it up to his ear, “Yeah? No shit? Alright I’m on my way.”
My heart sinks at the thought of him walking away right now. I’m not ready to leave this bubble we created. I feel guilty leaving Zeke alone after he was just shot, what if he wakes up?
“I… work. Can you stay? Please?”
Panting, too breathless to respond, I simply nod my head. But I’m grateful for my inability to speak, but the answer ‘yes’ isn’t what was on the tip of my tongue. The word on the tip of my tongue was ‘forever’.
I’m so screwed.
Chapter twenty-one
Riot
The tires screech, skidding across the icy pavement as I whip into the parking lot of The Underground. Slamming the shifter into park, I forcefully fling the driver’s side door open, all but leaping out of my car as I shove my Glock into the back of my jeans, kicking the door shut behind me.
Anger radiates from me in pulsating waves as I push my way into the club and make my way to the back staircase. When Arsenal called me and told me they had Vin, it took everything in me to keep my composure in front of Cole. He’s never seen this side of me, shit, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen this side of me.
Sure I’ve been angry before. And yes, I’ve killed, it comes with the territory. But this? I’m overcome with a bloodlust, so powerful that I can taste it, and for the first time in my entire life, I want to cause someone real pain. The kind that makes them beg for the reaper to take them. Every time I close my eyes, I see Zeke lying unresponsive, bleeding out in the snow, and the guilt claws at my insides because I’m the one who dragged him into this world.
