Adriel nodded frantically. "Yes… yes, please…"
"Then cum."
Adriel shook his head. "I can't… it's too much… I can't…"
Landen drove into him harder. Hit that spot again and again, each thrust sending electricity through his system. His hand kept moving on Adriel's cock, relentless.
"Yes you can." His mouth found Adriel's, kissed him filthy and deep, tongue sliding against tongue. When he pulled back, his lips were still against Adriel's, his voice a whisper. "You're going to cum for me again. Because you're mine. Because you'll do anything I ask. Won't you?"
Adriel sobbed against his mouth.
"Yes."
"Then cum."
Landen's hips snapped forward. His hand twisted on Adriel's cock. That spot inside him, that perfect, devastating spot, was hit again and again and again…
Adriel shattered.
His whole body seized, back arching off the bed, a scream tearing from his throat. His cock pulsed in Landen's grip, spilling again, less this time but still there, still evidence of how completely Landen had undone him. His body clamped down around Landen inside him, rippling and gripping, and he heard Landen groan; loud, broken, lost.
"That's it," Landen gasped. "That's it…fuck…"
His rhythm lost all control. His hips drove forward hard and fast and desperate, no longer measured, no longer careful. His grip on Adriel's hips was punishing, holding him in place as he pounded into him with abandon.
Adriel took it. Couldn't do anything else. His body was beyond thought, beyond movement, just lying there and letting Landen take what he needed.
Landen's groans grew louder. More broken. His thrusts turned erratic.
Then he drove deep one last time and stilled.
His whole body shook. A low, guttural sound tore from his throat as he came, buried to the hilt inside Adriel, his fingers digging into Adriel's hips hard enough to bruise.
Chapter 19
Adriel
They were in the middle of it when it happened.
Adriel was on his hands and knees, the position familiar by now but the feeling of it never the same twice. Landen was behind him, one hand gripping his hip hard enough that Adriel knew there would be marks tomorrow, the other braced on the mattress beside them. The rhythm was different tonight. Harder than usual. Deeper. More urgent.
Each thrust punched a sound out of Adriel that he couldn't have suppressed if he'd tried.
He didn't try. He'd stopped trying to be quiet with Landen. Stopped trying to hide what he felt, what he wanted, what his body did when Landen touched him. The sounds came whether he wanted them to or not; moans and gasps and broken little cries that Landen seemed to collect like treasures, each one answered with a deeper thrust, a low sound of approval.
Landen was rougher tonight.
He had been on edge the entire day, a work crisis keeping him on a conference call for most of the day, and it showed. Adriel had thought that he would probably cancel their date that evening,seeing as by the time the office had started clearing out he looked more exhausted than Adriel had ever seen him. But he didn’t.
Instead, he had attacked Adriel as soon as he had entered Landen’s apartment, not even saying hello before he had him slammed into the wall, his mouth attached to Adriel’s neck. And he hadn’t stopped since.
Adriel could feel the change; the grip of Landen’s fingers on his hip, the snap of his hips, the barely controlled sounds he was making against Adriel's shoulder. Something unleashed in him. Something that had been held back before.
Not tonight. Tonight Landen was taking what he wanted, and what he wanted was to fuck Adriel hard enough to make him forget his own name.
Adriel was close to forgetting.
His arms were shaking. His face was pressed into the pillow, turned to the side so he could breathe, so he could make the sounds that Landen loved so much. The angle was perfect; Landen hitting that spot inside him with every thrust, sending sparks up his spine, making his cock leak against the sheets beneath him.
