“Being stubborn again?” Pavel didn’t seem to mind. “That’s okay. I love when you make me drag,” he pulled his fingers out and rammed them back in, “it out of you. Want to know how I passed the time we weren’t together?”
“You mean when you weren’t following me around like a creep?”
He nipped him beneath the jaw for that but didn’t punish him further. “I touched myself a lot. To pictures of you. Videos of you. Sometimes just to you. Like that time you stayed late at the library last week? You chose that spot in the corner on the third floor on purpose, didn’t you, gorgeous? Set it up nice and easy for me.”
If Zane had gotten the fleeting thought that the woods outside that particular part of the building could add ample coverage for a stalker, so what? Didn’t mean that’s the reason he’d chosen to sit there.
Or at least not the only reason.
“It’s quiet in that area. No one visits the chemical science wing.” They really didn’t. He’d seen maybe one other student and a librarian assistant the entire seven hours he’d been there.
“Could you feel my eyes on you that night?” Pavel asked. “I thought I saw you blush. Did you know what I was doing while you sat there pretending to be all demure and unattainable?” He ran the tip of his nose up the length of Zane’s neck and sniffed, scissoring his fingers all the while. “I fucked my hand, kind of like how you’re getting fucked by it now. I came so hard I almost passed out. My spunk might still be painted across that large oak tree. Should we go check later?”
Zane shivered at the imagery, but it brought something else to mind as well, something less lust-inducing. “You just want me for my body. Just want to sleep with me and—”
“Hush,” he stated harshly, tone instantly causing Zane to snap his mouth shut. “Good boy. No, gorgeous. You’ve got it all wrong. Iloveyour body. I’d live inside it all day and night if I could. If you’d let me.”
Absolutely not.
“But that’s not the only reason I want you,” Pavel reassured. “You’ve said something like this before. Let this be the last time, hmm? Let me put those doubts to bed, the same way I’ll be putting you to bed later. You might not have been paying attention to me all these years, but I can’t say the same. I’ve been watching you, studying you. Learning your every move, and tick, and,” he ran his hand through his hair and then grabbed a fistful, yanking his head up, “desire.”
A whine slipped past Zane’s lips, but it wasn’t one of protest and they both knew it.
“I know how self-centered you are, how manipulative and calculating you can be. I love that about you. I love knowing that you’ll do anything and everything it takes to get what you want. It makes me even more excited about becoming one of thosethings. Once you covet me, you’ll be possessive even more than I am now, isn’t that right, Zane? You don’t like sharing your things—your real things. If Kazimir had told you he wanted to fuck you and Nate both, it wouldn’t have mattered. Because he didn’t matter. Me? I want to matter, baby. Make me matter.”
Something came apart inside of Zane’s chest hearing those words. Words so similar to the ones he’d thought himself a million times over.
All he’d ever wanted was to matter. To be important. To be something someone couldn’t throw away, consequences be damned.
Pavel’s hand slipped out, but he didn’t leave him empty for long. His cock bumped up against Zane’s entrance a second later and he flattened himself over Zane’s back even more, keeping him in place as though afraid he was going to try to break free now that he was about to get dicked down.
It wasn’t necessary.
Zane was still too caught up in Pavel’s voice, whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he slowly pushed into him, filling him up inch by inch.
“I’m going to teach you how precious you are,” Pavel said. “I’ll prove it to you, over and over again. As many times as you need until you believe it. Until you believe me. You’re the only thing I’ve ever truly cared for. The only thing I’ll ever desire. I’ve claimed you, Zane Hart. You’re mine. And I’m never letting you go.”
As soon as he sank fully inside of him, Pavel flicked his hips and pulled back, pounding forward hard enough to send them both reeling. He fucked him in sharp, measured thrusts, building the pleasure in Zane’s gut higher and higher with each drag of his cock against his inner walls.
“Pavel.” Zane clawed at the sheets and spread his thighs wider, howling when that had the other man driving in evendeeper, deep enough it hit that place where it made him feel impossibly full and almost uncomfortable. “Pav.”
“What, gorgeous?” he brushed his lips against his cheek and then bit at his earlobe. “What are you begging me for?”
He didn’t even know. It felt like his mind was splintering, like there was something he should be remembering but was just out of reach. The only thing he could focus on was the feel of Pavel over and inside of him, the hot gusts of his breath against his skin, and the briny smell of sweat.
The words precious and desire and claimed.
“Do you want to come?” Pavel took pity on him and spelled it out. “Go ahead. We both know you can come from this alone.” He grabbed his hips and drove into him, growling when Zane screamed. “Come, gorgeous. Come for me, bashert. Come so I can fill you up and breed this warm hole—”
Had he always been into dirty talk? Zane couldn’t recall.
It sent him over the edge now though, and he gasped and twitched as his dick spurted beneath him, ruining the silk comforter. His hole tightened around Pavel’s cock, only making the sensations more intense with every inward and outward pull, until he was practically a mewling mess.
Just when it was starting to become too much, Pavel buried himself deep one more time and reached his own orgasm, forcing Zane down as he pumped him full, keeping him plugged even once they’d both stopped twitching.
Zane’s eyes were already closed when he finally felt the other man move, though he didn’t pull out or go far. After the day he’d had, he was ready to call it a night and was busy trying to come up with a way to convince Pavel not to go for another round when suddenly his mouth was being covered.
His eyes snapped open and he fought against the cloth being held tightly over his nose and mouth, but he was no match for Pavel, especially not in their current position.
