“God, Liam,” I grunted. “You’re so tight.”
He bit his lip, too caught up in the heat of pleasure to reply. His legs shook as he shifted position, giving me an easier angle to fuck him. I noticed now that he was completely hard again.
With one hand clawing into the soft flesh of his hip, I reached with my other hand to grab his dick. He let out a high pitched yelp. His eyes were widened in surprise, but he licked his lips in anticipation.
“Victor,” he breathed. “I can’t take it anymore.”
The truth was, I couldn’t either, but I wanted to tease him a little longer. I slowly worked his cock up and down in my hand, savoring the way his face screwed up with pleasure. At the same time, I rolled my hips, pushing my cock deeper inside him. He groaned loudly. The sound of his pleasured noises was driving me insane.
I growled and sped up. He gasped as my pace increased. I’d been teasing his ass until now - pushing past his tight ring of muscle in and out, but neither of us could take it anymore. With a primal growl in my throat, I grabbed him and plunged my cock deep inside him. He let out a cry and clawed at the tile desperately.
“Victor,” he moaned. “Oh, my god.”
I grunted his name and jerked my hips back before thrusting into him again, hard. His chest hit the wall with a wet smack. His moans and my low growls filled the air.
Liam’s dick pulsated in my hand. It felt achingly hard and I knew he was close to the edge. I kept stroking him, pausing to squeeze his balls before pumping his cock again. He was becoming a mess underneath me. His face was pressed to the tile as he begged me for more.
“Liam,” I grunted. “I’m close.”
“Cum inside me,” he whined. “Please.”
“I will.”
I pounded his ass, hard, hitting a wall inside him that made his head jerk back and a loud moan erupt from his lips. His cock twitched in my hand and finally overflowed for what felt like entire minutes. The expression on his face is what finally made me cum. I groaned as I pulled him closer to me by the hips, filling him.
I growled, leaning over and grabbing him and biting into the space between his neck and shoulder. Liam only groaned pleasurably in response. His brain must have been fried. To my extreme satisfaction.
Liam went limp, and I had to grab him to stop him from falling into the tub. “Easy.”
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “Can’t… think. Or use body.”
I chuckled and propped him upright. “Come on. Let’s finish what we actually got in the shower for.”
“M’alright…”
Since Liam was out of commission, I shampooed his hair and lathered the rest of his body before cleaning myself up as well. I helped him step out of the shower once we were finished and wrapped him up in one of my robes. He was dwarfed inside it.
I furrowed my brows. “We forgot to get you a robe when we went shopping,” I said. “I guess we can do that next time.”
He shrugged, and as he did, exposed the pale skin of his shoulder for a second. “I don’t want to.”
“Why not?” I asked.
He smiled at me. “Because I like wearing yours.”
I cocked an eyebrow. “Oh? Is that so?”
“Yes.” He leaned up on shaky legs and pressed a kiss to my lips. “Victor?”
“Hm?”
“I love you,” he murmured.
“I love you, too,” I said, running my hands through his damp hair. I kissed him again.
“I’m glad you’re my fated mate and not some… weird freak,” Liam said with a soft laugh.
Suddenly overcome with emotion, I dipped him and kissed him, deeply. He let out a muffled moan inside my mouth.
