Conall’s throat worked in a swallow, but he did as he was told. Grabbing his knees, he pulled them against his chest, exposing his beautiful arsehole to Sloan’s greedy gaze.Yes. That’s what he’d been waiting to see. He’d spent the last twenty-four hours imagining what it’d be like to fill Conall up, split him wide until he felt every inch of his cock spearing into his virgin hole.
If his pet was scared about what was going to happen, he didn’t show it. His jaw tightened, mouth pursed with a determination that made Sloan’s loins hot with pleasure.
“Look at you, pet, all eager and ready to take me inside you.” He leaned over Conall, settling between his legs to lay a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Can you see yourself?”
Sloan glanced up at the mirror on the ceiling. He’d noticed from the start that Conall had deliberately avoided looking up there, but as Conall’s eyes slid up, something new and exciting entered them, a raw pleasure and hunger that made Sloan’s balls heavier than they’d felt in a long time. His petlikedseeing them like this, naked as the day they were born, Sloan’s body nestled between Conall’s legs.
“Beautiful, aren’t we?” He kissed his neck once more, just above his collar, before he shoved himself to his knees again.
Sloan shuffled off the bed and opened a drawer in the bedside table, grabbing an unopened bottle of lube—except it wasn’t as unopened as it had been a day ago, when he’d sent Fionn to buy it. He’d expected to find a new pet at the Virtue, he just never anticipated someone like Conall. He raised his eyebrows at his pet.
Conall’s cheeks flushed and he glared. “If I want to jerk off, it’s none of your business.”
He still hadn’t dropped his knees, even after the indignant show of a fight. He wanted this as much as Sloan did.
“Mm. I’d like to see that one day, pet. Your hand wrapped around your cock, your fingers in your arse while you jerk off with me watching.” Sloan closed his eyes briefly as he imagined it, and a blast of pleasure exploded inside him. It was all he could do not to jerk himself off to the image right then and there, maybe over Conall’s tanned stomach.
Shaking himself out of his fantasy, he opened his eyes and grinned at Conall’s flushed skin. It wasn’t just his face any longer. The redness had spread to his neck and down his chest.
Sloan hummed in pride and positioned himself back on the bed. He dropped the lube beside himself and touched Conall’s thighs again, rubbing them sensually. “Tell me what you want.”
“Go to hell,” he growled in answer.
Sloan only smiled. “Tell me what you want, pet, and I will give it to you.”
“A million dollars.”
“Done.”
Conall’s eyes widened. “You’re joking. Fuck, you have to be joking.”
Sloan cocked his head. “I wouldn’t joke about those sorts of things, pet. If you want a million dollars, I’ll give it to you, but as I said before, rewards come with good behavior. So tell me what youwant.”
Conall’s Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed, and he glanced away for a short second, before he looked at Sloan again. The blacks of his eyes seemed darker than ever, his irises blown in a way that made him look high on pleasure. “I want you to fuck me.”
Sloan inhaled deeply and grinned wider. “It would be my honor, pet, to fuck you so good that you’ll never want for any other cock.”
Something in Conall’s eyes told him that’s exactly what he desired.
Grabbing the lube, Sloan unclicked the lid and squeezed a generous amount on his fingers. He coated them before pressing three to Conall’s entrance immediately. Even though this was his pet’s first time, he wasn’t going to go easy on him. He wanted a pet who could take the heat, and Conall was the kind of man who would happily take whatever Sloan threw at him.
Conall hissed when Sloan’s fingers entered him, the stretch no doubt an intense burn. The resistance and his pet’s responses against Sloan’s intrusion told him that Conall hadn’t lied, he was indeed most likely a virgin, and a thrill of excitement shot through him. It wasn’t that he doubted his pet, but seeing how tight his arse was made Sloan happy.
Eventually his hole gave way, letting Sloan take charge and fuck into it with his wide fingers. Conall hissed and groaned the further he got in, and the mixture of pain and pleasure sounds was music to Sloan’s ears. That’s what he’d always aimed for: a combination of both to bring his lover off.
Conall’s toes curled and his back arched, his pretty mouth open as he panted. “Fuck. Shit.”
Sloan grinned in triumph. The beautiful reactions worked on his own body, his hard cock jerking at every whimper Conall let slip. “Are you ready for my cock?”
“Fuck off,” he hissed without looking at him.
Sloan chuckled and pulled his fingers out. Slathering his cock with lube, he threw it to the side and covered his pet’s body with his own. He kissed Conall, slow and sweet, while he lined himself up to the hole that would bring him warmth and pleasure beyond anything he could imagine. His pets all had a warm hole, of course, but Conall was different—he’d brought out an emotional reaction in ways Sloan’s other pets hadn’t. Heexcitedhim.
He shoved inside without warning, and Conall’s hole fought against his intrusion. The tightness surrounded him, pushed at him, and Conall panted against his mouth, a whimper of pain pressed against his lips.
“Fuck,” he huffed out, but he didn’t resist when Sloan slid further inside until his balls settled against Conall’s arse. It felt right to be there—perfect—and the hot suction tightened against his most sensitive organ. It took all Sloan’s willpower not to come in Conall right then and there, and he stilled to gather the last remnants of his control.
Conall wrapped his arms around Sloan’s shoulders and his legs curled around his waist, digging his heels into the base of his spine. He groaned, burying his face into Sloan’s neck, near his jaw. “Fuck.”
