“I guess you’re not as good as you think you are,” Noah snarled, punching me in the face. “I heard your cheap ass bomb ticking when I got in the car. I managed to get out in time.”
Rubbing my jaw where he’d struck me, I nodded. “That’s too bad. I’ll have to get more creative next time.”
“There won’t be a fucking next time, Dom.” He hit me again, fueling his anger into every punch. “Not if I fucking kill you right here and now.”
Not content to stand there and take further abuse, I gave him a shove. “Let’s go then. Show me what you’ve got.”
Noah made an animalistic sound. A guttural noise. Pure hatred. The need to kill. As he rushed toward me, I met him head on. Our bodies collided in a brutal impact that left us both shaken.
We went hard on one another. Fists flying. Painful bodychecks. Blood spraying. For a moment there, I thought one of us might really die out here. Maybe even both of us.
I made the mistake of pausing to swipe a hand over my face, checking for blood. Noah took advantage of my distraction, tackling me to the ground. We rolled around in the snow, each fighting to get on top. Noah gained the advantage, pinning me beneath him. Dropping punches into my face while I did my best to block.
“God I fucking hate you,” he shouted. “Why won’t you go away? Why won’t you stop haunting me? You are nothing. You’re nobody.”
I managed to catch Noah’s arm before he landed his next hit. Before he could swing with the other, I grabbed that arm too. Staring up at him from a bed of cold snow, I said, “Tell me how you really feel. Sounds like someone has some issues to work out. Is it really me you’re so pissed at? Or do you hate yourself just a little for wanting me so damn bad?”
Blood trickled down the side of Noah’s face from beneath the bandage on his forehead. I must have split some stitches. I watched the crimson drop roll down his face to drip off his chin, landing on my cheek. Why did I have the sudden urge to lick the blood from his face?
Noah’s mouth was on mine then. He kissed me with an aggression I felt to the tips of my toes. My cock immediately took notice. He thrust his tongue between my lips, seeking out mine. Since he was on top of me, I knew he felt my erection beneath him. That was confirmed when he repositioned so he could grind against me.
“You’re a fucking heathen, Dominik,” he murmured between kisses, his tone low and vicious. “You deserve nothing but pain. You deserve endless suffering. Someone like you shouldn’t be allowed to walk this earth with the rest of us.”
Even as he told me how much he hated me, Noah continued to grind against me. To nip and lick and suck my lips and tongue. Talk about mixed messages.
“The feeling is mutual.” Releasing one of his arms, I grabbed his throat instead. “Now why don’t we move this inside the church so I don’t have to lay in the fucking snow?”
I thought that he might clock me a good one and leave me there bleeding in the snow. Instead, Noah stood up, dragging me up with him. As we made our way to the church, he kept dragging me close. Crushing his lips to mine. Making me fucking crazy for him.
Our hands were all over each other by the time we stumbled through the church door. I managed to kick it shut behind us. The last light of the day beamed through the aged stained glass windows. I shoved him down on the first pew in the front row, climbing on top of him.
Straddling Noah’s lap, I felt his hard cock pressed against me. I clutched his jaw in a hand, holding him steady while I devoured his lips. Dipping my tongue into his mouth.
He reached up under my hoodie beneath my T-shirt, running his fingers over my abs. There was no turning back now. I think we both knew that.
“Tell me you want my cock,” I demanded, leaning in to drag my teeth over the side of his neck.
He let out a soft groan, his hands continuing to travel over my body. “I want your cock, you fucking asshole.”
I smiled to myself before biting down, sinking my teeth into his flesh. His pained gasp had my cock straining for freedom. I ached to be buried inside him.
As I dragged my tongue over the mark I left on his skin, I undid his pants. Reaching to wrap my hand around his cock. There was a surrealness to the moment. Like we were outside thefabric of time. Momentarily stepping into an alternate timeline where nothing else existed but the two of us.
I didn’t care that the inside of the church was chilly. I didn’t bother with the space heater in the corner. Needing to see all of him, I tugged Noah’s clothes off one piece at a time. Following my lead, he undressed me as well. Soon we were both naked, writhing together on the pew.
It wasn’t the most ideal location, but it would do. Laying Noah down beneath me, I hovered over him, fisting his cock. He rose up to kiss my neck, trailing his tongue along my jugular. Nipping and sucking at my skin.
I stroked his cock in firm motions, fast and intense, as well as slow and teasing. Making him want it so much more. His strong hands explored my body. Drifting over my pecs, down my ribs to the trail of dark hair along my lower abdomen.
I sucked in a breath when he wrapped his hand around my erection. Everything about him got to me in the worst way. This man was like a drug. Already I was an addict.
Because I didn’t want him to make me come yet, I pushed his hand away, trapping it above his head on the seat of the pew. “Not yet. I’m not coming until I’m inside of you.”
Our gazes locked. We stared deep into one another while I continued to jerk him off. Bringing him closer to orgasm. Sensing his release seconds before it happened. Rather than letting it spray onto his stomach, I caught most of it in my hand.
Without breaking eye contact, I slid my hand along my own cock, coating it in Noah’s cum. With my other hand, I ran it down his body, tracing the pattern of paw prints tattooed down his side. I caught myself wanting to ask him about the tattoo. We weren’t here for a discussion. This wasn’t about getting to know each other. This was about doing the only thing I felt would get him out of my head.
Once I lubed up my dick with slippery cum, I shoved Noah’s leg up, hooking it over my arm as I exposed him to me. Nothing would stop me from having him. Lining up my cock with his hole, I pressed myself inside him.
