“Oh, fuck,” Drew said. His voice was broken, shaking, wrecked with lust, and it was maybe the single best sound Bas had ever heard. “How is this real? How is thishappening?”
Bas shook his head and coasted his hand down the flat plane of Drew’s stomach to grasp his cock once again. “How did this never happen before? Christ alive, I must have beenblind.”
This thing was so far beyond lust or arousal, Bas had no way to categorize it. It wasn’t want but need. Not desire butrequirement.
A tremor wracked Drew’s body and he made a frustrated noise, halfway between a moan and a sob. He clutched at Bas. “Now. Please, Bas,now!”
There was no finesse to the way Drew spread his legs, no art to the way Bas kneeled between them. Drew grabbed a pillow and propped it under his ass, and Bas could only be glad that Drew knew what he was doing because Bas was no longer in any sort ofcontrol.
He lined himself up at Drew’s stretched entrance and paused, staring down atDrew.
“I’m nervous,” he admitted, “but I don’t think I can wait anotherminute.”
“IknowI can’t,” Drew told him, bending one knee up to his chest. “Please, fill meup.”
Bas leaned forward, so that his chest was pressing against Drew’s bent leg. He lined his cock up and slowly, relentlessly pressedforward.
Drew inhaled sharply, pushing his neck and shoulders back into the bed, and Basfroze.
“Is it okay?” Bas demanded. “Am I hurtingyou?”
“In the best way, baby,” Drew croaked, eyes shut like he was praying. “Ipromise.”
Baby. Bas had said it to Drew several times, but hearing it on Drew’s lips was powerful magic. He shuddered as the absoluterightnessof it settled in his stomach. He and Drew were always meant to be this way. A thousand alternate universes, a thousand times Bas had chosen the wrong way, and still,still, this had been as unavoidable asgravity.
A second later, Drew was clutching at Bas’s shoulders, urging him to move. Instinct had Bas leaning forward, propping his hand beside Drew’s shoulder on the bed, and snapping his hips, pushing himself further into the scorchingheat.
Oh.Shit.
It was beyond anything he’d ever felt. The thought sounded trite even inside his own mind, given that he’d had sex - good sex - with a number of women over the years, but that made it no less true. Because he’d never had sex with anyone he’d ever lovedbefore.
He’d never had sex withDrewbefore.
And tears stung his eyes as he realized that this was just like having sex for the first time, not because it was his first time with a man, but because it was the first time he’d ever felt connected to the person beneathhim.
“Open your eyes,” he growled. “Open your eyes, Drew and watch me. Watchus.”
Drew’s eyes flew open, the brown nearly amber in the wash of light from the window and burning with intensity. Bas looked down to where he and Drew were joined, and felt a rush of heat through hisbody.
“Oh my God,” Drew whispered putting a hand up to touch Bas’s cheek. “Sebastian. Oh myGod.”
The second Drew touched his face, any semblance of control Bas was attempting to exert over himselfsnapped.
Drew had called him a caveman earlier, but it had never been truer than it was at that minute. There was nothing civilized about the way Bas rocked his hips, pushing himself into Drew over and over like he could somehow rearrange the molecules of their bodies, forming them into one singlebeing.
Mine, mine, mine, mine,Bas chanted in hishead.
Drew was chanting, too, but his were breathless pleas of “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.” If Bas had had the breath, he would have told Drew not to worry - he was fairly certain there was no force on earth that could have made him stop at thatmoment.
The locus of his entire consciousness was currently his dick, and the uninhibited cries of the man beneath him. He wanted to make this good for Drew, and he seriously hoped it was, but he could feel his orgasm racing up his legs, the electric burn of it more powerful than anything he’d felt since the first time pre-teen Bas had realized what his dick coulddo.
He reached a hand between them and grasped Drew’s erection, which was leaking precum all over his stomach, and slid his thumb over the head.Christ, but Drew was gorgeous, in this and every otherway.
Andhewas the lucky bastard Drewwanted.
“Drew, baby? I need you to come for me,” Bas breathed. “I’m soclose.”
“Touch me, I need—. Yes!” Bas jerked him firmly, not slowing his pace at all, and only a few seconds later, Drew was shooting all over their stomachs and all over hischest.
