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“Ever?” He frowns, anger in his tone.
“I mean, maybe one day. Just not in the next couple of years. If you guys have put up with me for that long and have still stuck around, then you will eventually get to meet each other.” Using my hand, I start moving Marcus’ between my legs, urging him to give me what I need.
“Rhee?”
“Yeah?” I pant as his fingers curl again.
“I’m not leaving you. Regardless of what the other dicks do. I’ll be right by your side, no matter what.”
Marcus sinks his fingers in deep, giving me the most delicious stretch, rendering me speechless. At first, it's pure pleasure that I feel, but then an intense shooting pain causes me to tense.
“Do you understand me?” His eyes are fierce as he pushes close, not realising that I’m in pain. “They aremyterms.Everyonewears protectionevery time. No slip-ups. It’s too dangerous for you. I will share you with the other four guys…” He huffs. “I’ll figure out how to deal with sharing you with the other four guys. But no one else, Rhee. No new additions. If those other fuckers bow out, then it’s their loss, but I’m never leaving you.” He takes that moment to tear the condom wrapper open with his teeth, spitting the foil into the water at our knees as he pinches the tip of the latex. “I’m not saying that I’m not going to get pissed off about you and the others. I need more time to accept that shit, but I can tell you right fucking now. When you and I are together, it will just be the two of us. I can’t even wrap my head around the possibility of group action yet.”
Marcus shifts back, and my greedy eyes follow his hand as he lowers it to tug down his shorts and release his straining cock. Just the sight of it makes me gush, all pain forgotten, and I start writhing on his hand, his fingers picking up the pace.
“Yet?” I pant.
“What?” Marcus frowns, his eyes still trained on his dick as he rolls the protection down his shaft.
“You saidyet. That means you might consider group action some time down the track?”
Those deep pools of darkness glance back up at me, his brows furrowing as he leans closer. Then Marcus surprises me when he rasps. “Maybe.”
I moan at the thought, and he drags his fingers out, shoving them in his mouth, briefly savouring my taste as I grip his cock and guide it to my entrance.
“Fuck me hard, Marcus. Just the way I like it.”
The devilish grin he shoots me is a reminder of myoldMarcus, the one I let myself get lost in not too long ago. I’m glad that version of him is mostly back. I’m yearning for him desperately.
Marcus wastes no more time. In one swift move, he impales me, and any pleasure I felt vanishes as deep stabbing pain shoots through my core. The squeal I release is anything but good, and Marcus automatically freezes, feeling my whole body tense up around him.
“Shit, Rhee. What’s wrong?” He draws back, his dark eyes filled with concern.
I shake my head, not able to speak, as tears stream from my eyes.
“Fuck.” He curses again and slowly eases out. The moment he is nearly free, the pain lessens to a dull ache. “Talk to me. What just happened? Was I too rough?” The torment lacing Marcus’ voice is what brings me back to him.
“N-no. It’s me. I mean… I think it’s from what happened the other night at the Feast. It really hurts. Like deep inside.”
His brown gaze flits across my face, emotion filling the dark pools as he takes in my words. Then he tries to pull away from me.
“No. Don’t stop,” I beg, and he frowns, shaking his head in confusion.
“Are you kidding? I’m not going to hurt you. We don’t have to do this.”
“Yes, we do.” I snap. “We need to seal the deal. Let me suck you off or something.” I reach for his still straining erection, but he slaps my hand away.
“Rhys, no.” He snaps back, but as he takes in my panicked state, his expression softens. “Before I shoved my dick in, it felt good, right? My fingers didn’t hurt?”
I shake my head. “No, it mostly didn’t hurt.”
“Mostly? So it did hurt?”
“Only when you went deep,” I admit, reaching for his cock again and loving the feel of the latex covering under my touch. I start to slowly pump his dick, needing to feel his arousal more than I need to feel my own. I need to remind him of how good I can make him feel.
“So, it felt good when I did this?” He reaches forward again and glides his fingers over my needy nub.
“Yes.” I breathe, giving his dick a little squeeze as I slowly pump it.
