When he rolls his hips, mine snap forward until I’m fully seated inside. When the rigid set of his muscles softens, I withdraw halfway, then sink back in until the slick sounds of our bodies moving together fills the room.
Eli whines, body squirming as he urges me on. "Come on, give it to me harder. Wreck me, Alexei."
A snarl rips from my throat as I grab his hips, angling us just right to nail his prostate on every punishing thrust.
"Oh, God. Fucking perfect. Yes," he chokes out, spine bowing as I nail that electric spot.
“This is my ass, my property. Fucking mine and only mine.” I grip Eli’s thighs, folding him nearly in half as I fuck into him like an animal. His pretty cock leaks ribbons across his clenched abs, and I can't resist wrapping my fingers around it.
“Yes, yes. Please, there. Fuck. . .”
I stroke downward, twisting just so as I tighten my grip.
"Oh, fuck Alexei. . ." His ass clamps down like a vise around me. "Your perfect dick’s going to make me come so hard."
I'm close, that familiar pressure building in my balls, so I jerk him fast and rough, grunting against his skin. "Come on my cock then. Show me how good I fill your greedy hole."
Eli spasms in my arms, cock erupting, cum striping his chest and abs. I bite down where his neck meets shoulder, fucking him through his orgasm as my vision whites out, and I come harder than ever before, every cell exploding in pleasure, then fusing back together, making me feel nearly invincible.
Through the fuzzy post orgasm haze, I just make out the sound of the door opening and turn my head. Eli’s roommate stands at the threshold, gaping before slapping a hand over his face. "Oh, Jesus fuck. I live here too!"
He stumbles back out, pulling the door forcefully closed behind him.
I growl at the intrusion but Eli just dissolves into giggles.
His sleepy unfocused gaze finds me again, brighter than sunlight through rain clouds. “Maybe we should stay in your room sometimes.”
“Or I’ll just buy a bolt lock so the fuck can’t get in.” I slip free of Eli's pliant body to deal with the condom. His thighs tremble in the aftermath and he hisses slightly as I ease off the bed.
“Alexei, not happening. And be nice.”
I turn my head and stare at him, brow raised. Me? Nice? But he just narrows his eyes in challenge as he finishes wiping himself clean with tissues.
Returning to the bed, I get in and pull him against me under the sheets. He immediately slings an arm over my waist, face nuzzling into my chest as I stroke my fingers up and down his spine. “Fine. Jackson’s hardly around anyway.”
We lay there in silence and his breathing slows, body going slack. “Love you, Alexei.”
My chest seizes and I swallow hard past the lump lodged in my throat. I look down and his eyes are closed. Most likely, he doesn’t even know what he just said.
I only hope he knows the depth of what I cannot yet voice because I think I love him too.
Chapter 10
Alexei
I shoulder open the locker room door, muscles pleasantly sore and sated after a hard practice. The team is on fire and there’s no way we aren’t going to make it to the Frozen Four. We’ll dominate like we’re meant to.
And I’ve been playing my best ever. Making it to the NHL isn’t just a pipedream I’m holding on to. I can feel it in my bones.
Eli should be in the lobby or close by. He sent a text he was grabbing coffee and wanted to walk to class together.
Guess my teammates are about to find out where I’ve been spending my spare time. We usually stay out of each other’s business unless it comes to bloodshed.
I’m barely two steps into the lobby when I spot a familiar imposing figure and halt dead in my tracks.
No chance I'm imagining Vladimir Petrov standing here as if summoned straight from the depths of hell itself.
“Father. I wasn’t expecting you.”
