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“Huh?” he asked.
I laughed. “That felt really good for a second.”
He smirked and carefully pulled out. I hissed, but the burn was less than it had been, and when he rocked back in that good tension bolted through my cock from the root all the way to my cockhead again.
“There!” I dragged him closer, and he leaned in to kiss me.
Ethan went from barely moving to an explosion of motion that quickly destroyed my worry that this might stay painful. All I could focus on was the way him smashing against that spot in my ass made my dick feel like it was going to erupt with cum.
“That’s your prostate,” he said with a grin, then smooched my ear.
“Love it. Can we play with it every day?”
He groaned and kissed me again, nodding while he swallowed my shouts. I had no idea how much time passed, but everything kept feeling better and better until I was arching up to grind against him and smash our bodies together. The bed squeaked, distracting me for a moment, but then Ethan twisted his hips, and I couldn’t do anything but make almost the exact same noise. He pummeled my ass with his dick, battering that delicious spot. Bliss burst through me. I held on to him as he kept moving, but I would’ve believed it if he’d told me my body stopped existing for a few minutes.
“Yes, yes, fuck yes. You’re beautiful, Jonas. Damn it,” he snarled, then pushed deep into my hole, but joy was still rolling through me in waves while my balls dumped every last drop of cum between us. There was a burst of warmth in my ass—his load—and I whimpered at how good every part of this felt.
When I finally started feeling like myself again, I was sweaty and sticky and oddly aware of the lube smeared on my leg, but I felt so good with his heavy weight anchoring me in place that I didn’t care. I never wanted him to move.
Ethan rested his forehead against mine, almost glaring into my eyes. “Are you okay? Tell me for real.”
With his cock still buried deep inside me, I shut my eyes. “I feel safe with you.” Tears slid out of my eyes as my chest tightened. “But I was so scared. While I was stuck in that hellhole, I realized something.”
“What?” he asked, then dropped a harsh kiss on my lips.
“I love you. Thank you for finding me, Ethan. I owe you everything.”
He gasped, then licked his tongue into my mouth, as gentle with this kiss as the last one had been rough. “Always. There’s no place anyone could hide you that I wouldn’t find you.”
More tears slipped out of the corners of my eyes. I hadn’t expected Ethan to have a lot of patience with emotional stuff, but he held me and kissed my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around him and clung. I wasn’t sad or scared, exactly, but I’d been sure I was going to die, and now I had nothing but hope for the future.
15
ETHAN
It tookus a few days to get home. The camp survivors who had decided to go with us to New Gothenburg immediately went with the Kings and the Harlots so they could set them up in their new home, somewhere over on the southwest side in an old apartment building they would be sharing. Jonas insisted on seeing if they were okay, so we went to check on them.
King and the Harlots’ president, Sapphira, took charge together, working as a team and ordering around their members. There were two separate levels in the large gray brick building, one for guys and one for girls. I noticed two people seemed unsure about where they should go, and when Sapphira talked to them, I overheard them telling her they were nonbinary.
“Where would you be most comfortable?” She wrapped an arm around each of them. “You choose that. You’re safe here.”
Jonas stared around, eyes wide as he took in the various people walking through the double doors. I couldn’t help but watch him. He looked good in my clothing—even though everything was a little big on him—and the new boots we’d stopped to buy for him, along with a few essentials.
“This is where they’ll be staying? Honestly, I didn’t realize this many people would come to New Gothenburg,” he said.
I shrugged. “I guess.”
King hadn’t talked about the plan with me when it came toafterwe rescued everyone. I’d known he had something set up, but I hadn’t known what until now.
Scar stepped up beside us and crossed his arms, and Charley was at his side. “One thing we’re good at is protecting people. Adults can make their own choices, but when assholes put kids in danger because of their selfishness, that’s when we step in.”
Jonas sighed. “They made a big deal about the fact that we were over eighteen and there willingly, but we weren’t allowed to leave. It was just another way they were gaslighting us.”
Charley nodded. “Not all the Kings and Harlots went to Mexico. The ones who stayed behind cleaned this place out and got some furniture in there for them.”
“You bought a building?” Jonas’s eyes went even wider, which I didn’t think was possible, and I couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was.
Charley chuckled. “No, we have connections. This place was for sale, but we couldn’t afford it. King got in contact with someone we know, the owner of the Killough Company, who funded this place.”
