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My free hand moved from his neck, down his elegant spine, and to the small swell of his muscular ass. The waistband of his pants rested just underneath that swell, and I cupped him in my hand, gently prying him apart.
“Quite jealous,” I admitted. “It was nearly impossible to watch you wreak your destruction without involving myself. And now I think you’re due for some payback for doing that to me.”
His heavy breathing ended on a sharp inhale as my finger curved inside his asshole. His body shuddered, yet he stood as straight as he could, trying to win the battle of dominance.
Will Scarlet knew as well as anyone that I had him. There was no defeating me when it came to this. My long hair tickled his throat as I leaned forward and kissed his neck, all along the goosebumps.
I freed my hard cock and fisted it, kept his ass separated, and fed myself inside him before he could say a word.
A soft gasp came from the younger lad’s lips as my cock sank into his asshole inch by inch. I was long, and knew he would be feeling me in his stomach, so I reached around and placed a hand on his flat belly where he might feel the bulge.
My hips moved slowly, pushing down on his belly to grind his ass against my hips. His head sank forward further, and my other hand worked in fast circles along his sticky cock. “She’s mine next time, you know,” I said in his ear.
“She’s all of ours.”
“Aye, true. So why did you get to have all the fun last night with her?”
“Because I chased her. Literally.”
I smiled. Will had always been the most outgoing and aggressive of our bunch. But he wasn’t the most perverted, diabolical, or experienced. No, those distinctions belonged to me.
The softness of his ass felt otherworldly as it smacked flush against my hips. He had opened to me so easily, despite my own ample size, and now he was trying to bite back his moans.
He could only resist for so long.
Once I started pounding faster, moving my hands from his cock and belly to either side of his narrow hips, he became lost in my forceful movements.
On the outside, Will Scarlet portrayed himself as the champion of the Merry Men—the formidable first line of defense and master of the sword. And he was those things.
But he also had a softer center. Just as easily as he could dominate, such as last night with Robin, he could submit and allow himself to be dominated if his defenses went down.
In fact, he preferred it, because it was so unlike his everyday existence. He could put his shields down, lower his swords, and give in to the blissfulness that came with submission and acceptance.
As if on cue, his swords thudded to the ground, pushed over. He couldn’t keep the resolve to stay armed, and he needed his hands free so he could bend forward and put his palms on the tree trunk he’d just annihilated, for balance.
Once he was in position, I flared my nostrils and embedded my fingers into the flesh of his hips. I held him hard and fucked him harder, hips moving fast, our clapping sounds reverberating through the forest as my balls swung and pelted into his from behind.
His body shook, his hands gripped the bark for dear life as I slammed into him, yet he didn’t complain or fight me. His wagging cock, which remained harder than steel, jumping and slapping against his belly with every thrust, proved to me how much he wanted and needed this.
I didn’t pine for Will Scarlet like I did Robin. I knew Will didn’t pine for me, either. This was not emotional—it was an entirely physical response; an attempt to calm his nerves and frustrations, and perhaps open his eyes to the truth.
That Robin of Loxley owned us, heart, body, and soul.
All Will needed to do was open his mind to her, too, and then we could move forward with her new way. We could be aligned again, and if the leadership of the Merry Men was marshaled together, the rest of the gang would fall into place.
“We need to show her a fortified front, Scarlet,” I said while my hips slapped into his ass. He was tight and warm around my cock, as he’d always been. My balls constricted and I throbbed inside his tunnel, even as I watched his cock sway and flop in front of him.
“You’re talking about this now?” he grunted, hanging his head and gritting his teeth as he took me.
“It’s the only time to talk about this,” I said, “when you have your guard down.”
“When you have your cock lodged in my ass, you mean, dandelion.”
I smiled at the epithet. He liked to tell people he called me “dandelion” because I was a dandy with the heart of a lion. I knew the truth: the lion had nothing to do with my heart, and everything to do with the position we found ourselves in now.
“Precisely,” I told him. My smile wavered as I felt pressure in my balls, building into an unstoppable thrum and need to explode. “If we’re going to help Robin unite the Merry Men to her cause, we can’t show a fractured leadership and fight her on every issue. Got it?”
I tried my demanding voice, yet all he did was growl.
