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Tris whimpered, but he shook his head. “No, no prep. Get inside me.”
I pulled my fingers free and wiped the excess lube over his hole. Gripping the base of my cock, I lined it up and gritted my teeth, trying to tame the rising tide of lust pushing me to an orgasm far too quickly.
Breathing deeply, I punched my hips forward, burying my length in him to the hilt in one thrust. His slick heat was like a furnace strangling my dick. I rocketed to the edge, my orgasm barrelling down on me like a freight train.
Tris shouted out, and I groaned, fighting to get myself under control. But Tris wasn’t having it. He used the couch as leverage, pulling away before fucking himself back onto my cock.
He was wild. Desperation was driving him, and I knew.
I knew what he needed and how he was feeling.
I reached around and gripped his throat, pulling him back against my chest. It changed the angle of penetration and I hissed at the tight clench.
I bit his shoulder and drove up into him over and over again until he was shaking. I tightened my grip and sucked on his skin, lashing him with my tongue.
I fucked him hard and rough, pouring every ounce of emotion into him. I let loose, not holding back at all as I unleashed.
My balls drew tight and my dick swelled.
But I needed him to come first.
I needed to deliver on what he’d asked for, to take him away from the pain and suffering.
He yanked my hand off his throat and sucked in a deep breath. He swayed on his feet, and I slid my hand down to his cock to stroke him. But Tristan was quicker.
He shoved back with his body, using his bulk to manoeuvre me. My dick slipped free, and I almost cried at the loss of the tight nirvana I’d been buried in.
Tris spun, guided me around the couch, and pushed me into the seat. He stood before me, his face strained, bruises already forming on his neck where my fingers had dug into him. His chest heaved, and his cock was limp.
He was a mess.
Horrified, I reached for him, but Tris shook his head. He straddled my hips and gripped my face, biting down on my bottom lip hard enough that I tasted the coppery tang of blood.
“Get your dick back inside me,” he demanded as he lowered himself. I guided my length into him and groaned as his tight heat enveloped me once more. He rolled his hips, a sensual glide that drove me deeper.
I reached for his cock, closing my fist around him and stroking in time with his movements. He moaned, and I met his gaze, trying to communicate without words how sorry I was for hurting him. But fuck that, he needed to know.
“Tris, I’m—”
“Don’t. Just kiss me.”
He leaned down, and our lips met. But the fire and fury had been replaced with passion, with heat and desire. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to feel his sweat-slicked skin under my fingertips as he arched into my touch and came apart on top of me.
Our tongues tangled, and his cock leaked as I jacked him off. Swiping my thumb over his slit, I collected the bead of pre-cum forming at his cockhead. I broke our kiss and brushed my thumb over his lower lip before bringing it to my lips and licking it away. I moaned at the salty tang on my tongue and shared the taste with him.
He rocked his hips, and I nipped a line along his beard to his throat, lowering my face to kiss each of the bruises I’d left there. Tris whimpered, arching back and rolling his hips, driving me deeper. His movements became jerky, and I squeezed him tighter, rolling my thumb over his frenulum and along his slit with every upstroke.
His head fell back on a moan as I licked a stripe up his throat and sucked on his Adam’s apple. “That’s it, babe. Come all over me. Mark me as yours. Take what you need,” I mumbled against his throat, nuzzling him as I worked him.
Tristan’s channel tightened like a vice around me, and he groaned, his hips jerking as his cock hardened even more. I didn’t let up; I didn’t slow down. It only took one more stroke before his cock pulsed in my hand, and he shouted out in time with the first shot of cum landing on my chest. I worked him harder, faster, and he dragged me off the ledge and into the clouds with him.
My balls emptied, and I filled him with my seed, painting his inner walls with my cum. I saw stars. My chest heaved, and my pulse thrummed in my veins.
I growled, that possessive beast living inside me lighting up with the knowledge that he was carrying me within him. I lifted my hand to my lips and licked my fingers, cleaning his essence from them. I took him inside me in the same way he did me. I wanted him like that. I wanted him inside me and all around me. I wanted him to own me just like I owned him.
My body floated on a high I never wanted to come down from.
We sat there like that, Tristan’s hands in my hair, him on my lap, my softening cock still inside him and my face pressed against his throat. “Are you okay?” he asked.
