Chapter Ten
At some point in the night while we were asleep I ended up becoming the big spoon.Since Daniel’s a few inches shorter than me, it’s a natural default our bodies gravitate toward when we aren’t conscious.
When I open my eyes early Saturday morning, it’s barely grey outside yet and Daniel’s snuggled in my arms.
“Shh,” he whispers.“No moving yet, boy.”
I can’t fool him.He obviously hears the breath I suck in while trying not to cry, because the next thing I know, I’m in his arms and he’s soothing me.
Thankfully, I don’t have to explain why I’m crying.He knows.
“Do you want to be my boy for life?”he asks.
I don’t even have to think about my answer.“Yes, Sir.”
“Don’t mind being at the bottom of the dog pile for life?You won’t have a problem seeing Liam being my Master even as I’m your Sir?”
“As long as you and Liam are on top of me, then I don’t mind at all.”
He nuzzles my forehead and there’s always something devastatingly gentle about how he does it that drills straight through my soul.Like the way it always did when Liam did it to me.
Of course it does, because he’s been with Liam for so long.
“I’ve missed you, baby,” he says.“We both have.I think for this to work forever, you need to be my boy first and his boy second.We’ll both be Liam’s by default, but you aremine.Understand?”
I shiver in a good way.“Iamyours, Sir.”
“Really?You’re good with that?”
“I’m really good with that, Sir.”
He rolls me onto my back and slants his lips over mine in a sweet kiss that soon turns hungry and burning.Hooking a leg around his, I desperately grind on him and pray this isn’t a dream.
His hard cock rubbing along mine where they’re wedged between us would indicate no, I’m not dreaming.
This is real.
Heis real.
My fingers scrabble along his back, searching for purchase as he kisses and nips and the morning stubble on our cheeks rubs together creating a sweet friction I’ve missed like hell.He spreads his knees, forcing my thighs wide apart, and reaches for the nightstand.Then he’s got lube and a condom in his hands, and I soon feel the delicious pinching burn of his cock pressing for entrance.
I roll my hips up to give him a better angle and we both gasp as he sinks home inside me.He leans forward, hands caging my head, his lips just above mine.
His voice sounds hoarse, but not just his usual morning raspy tone.“Beg me for it, boy.”
I know what he’s really asking but I choose to say something different and yet equally true.“Please make me yours for life, Sir.I’m so lonely and I miss you both.”
He exhales and nuzzles my nose with his.“Youaremine, baby.Never letting you go again.”His lips brush mine, his tongue lightly flicking along the seam of my lips.“No more excuses.”
“No more excuses, Sir.”
While slowly long-stroking his cock inside me with a sexy grind that rubs my cock between us, he kisses me.
Making love to me.
This isn’t just sex, or busting a nut, or using me for his pleasure.
This is him taking the time to show me his emotions.
