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“Really? Because a few months ago, I just thought you were a cool, sexy guy. I didn’t have a fucking clue that you could have this kind of power over me. That I could spend my days thinking about this smile. Or these eyes, like bursting stars. Or those lips…and don’t even get me started on the ass.” He says that with a low growl at the end.

Damn, the guy knows how to say the right thing at the right time.

“It’s more than that, though. It’s how easy it is to be with you. How safe I feel when I’m around you. How kind and considerate you are. That you’re willing to put your life on the line to save others. We had a fucked-up start, but I don’t regret any of it.”

“I don’t either.” I trail my fingers across the side of his face. “Because I don’t know that I would have ever known just what kind of guy you were if I hadn’t seen you throw yourself into trying to rescue me from a cult.”

Matteo snickers, tucking his head down like he’sembarrassed about his misunderstanding.

“It’s not funny,” I go on. “You didn’t know me. You could have ignored it, gotten on with your life, but you went out of your way to help me, a guy you barely knew. And I’m glad I got to see that side, and also your sacrifice as you went right into that frat house with me.”

I stare into those gorgeous hazel eyes, hypnotized, as he says, “I love you, Alexei.”

A powerful sensation ripples through me, shaking me to my core. It’s as though I’ve been waiting to hear those words from Matteo my entire life, and mine come so effortlessly.

“I love you too, Matteo.”

His lips are back on mine in no time, and as he rolls over, I roll with him so I’m on top.

When I lean back, he gazes up at me with an eager expression. “Fuck me, Alexei. Take this ass and make it yours.”

“With pleasure.”

As I reach over to the nightstand and grab the lube, he runs his hand down my side, stroking me and looking me over in a way that assures me Syphor didn’t know what the hell he was talking about.

27

MATTEO

“You think you’dlike a massage?” Alexei asks, his weight pushing against me. “That made things a lot easier for me.”

Another reminder of what a considerate guy he is.

“I mean, when you were nervous, I thought it would help. But I’m not nervous, Alexei.” Not only am I not nervous, I fucking need him inside me. “Come on. Get inside me. Mark me with your cum. Claim me.”

That adorable smile perks up before he kisses me, then moves down, kissing my chin before trailing kisses down my body. When he reaches my cock, he licks it, then takes it into his mouth. I relax as he pumps me with his lips, pulling the precum right from me as he works me like it’s his fucking job. Then he releases me, letting my cock fall against my abs as he moves farther down, to this ass I’ve gotten ready just for him.

I pull my legs back, displaying my ass for him the way he once did for me. He offers a tender kiss against my hole, then another, before his tongue slips in. It reminds me of the way we make out, even the way he gets greedy for it, hooking his arms under my thighs and really getting in there, like he’sworshipping it. He takes his time the way I did with him, easing a finger in first, then another, reaching that spot, forcing another bead of precum from the head.

“I’m ready, Alexei. Please.”

He pulls away, lubing my hole and his cock before tossing the bottle in the sheets. Then he lines himself up, and I feel the gentle pressure.

I’m curious. After all the times I’ve seen him take me, his eagerness when my cock hit his prostate, I can only imagine how delicious this experience will be. And as Alexei inches into me, my cock stiffens as I find myself hungering for more and more of him.

He slides against my prostate, sending ripples of sensation pulsing through me. Heat radiates in my cheeks as he opens me up. Soon, but not soon enough, he’s in deep, and I open my eyes, seeing that smirk across his face as he enjoys the way I’m taking him.

He moves close to me for a kiss, which I eagerly give. “How’s that?” he asks.

“Kind of upset we didn’t try it sooner,” I confess.

He licks up the middle of my lips as he offers a gentle thrust, and my mouth falls open on a moan. Then he thrusts again. And again. My eyes roll back, and I moan even louder as he keeps hitting that spot. As he takes what’s his.

I lose myself in a dance of thrusts, kisses, and caresses. Alexei’s the perfect person to explore this with. He guides me through different positions, helping me see how good my body can feel. He’s gentle at times, but then rough when I need him to be, when I fucking beg him to be. I wind up onmy knees with him fucking me from behind, drilling into me, precum spilling from my cock onto the sheets. I grip the headboard with both hands, moaning as he pistons his hips.

“I don’t know how much longer I can last,” I warn him.

His body pushes up against mine, and he whispers in my ear, “I can blow at any moment.” He slows his thrusts, then reaches around and takes my cock. “Let’s come together.”