But as much as he wanted to reach out, he also wanted to see what Killian’s breaking point was. How far he could push before Killian broke down and begged. Broke down and got on all fours, spreading his cheeks.
The first time Crush came inside him, he wanted his cum to be so rich, so potent, that Killian would conceive his pups on the very first try. He would have to knot Killian, keep his cum plugged inside, add a second load—
A deer darted out from between the trees, crossing the road right in front of them.
5
FOOT, MEET MOUTH
Crush slammed on the brakes,slowing the car down abruptly. But they weren’t slowing downenough.
Killian clutched his seat, his heart almost bursting.
They were going to crash into the deer.
Inches away from collision, the deer leaped away unharmed, disappearing into the forest.
Killian clutched his heart. “Oh gods, that was so close.”
“Fuck,” Crush muttered, shaking his head. “Sorry, I was... distracted.”
“You were?” Killian asked, surprised.
Crush lookedextremelyshifty. “You should tell me more about the gadget bag.”
He was changing the subject. Why? Killian frowned and studied the alpha, only to notice the big, thick bulge tenting his sweatpants. Again.
Warmth rushed through Killian’s body; he moaned a little. “It’s so big.”
Crush swore. “Killian, sweetheart. You need to stop talking about my cock, or we might crash.”
He called me sweetheart.Killian’s heart skipped. Then he paid attention to the rest of that sentence.
“Stop talking?” Killian squeaked. He shoved his hands over his mouth. “I can do that!”
The alpha snorted. “Are you sure?”
“Yes I can!”
Killian bit down hard on his lips. If his mouth was closed, no words would escape.
For a while, he stared at the mailboxes lining the narrow road, their driveways disappearing into the trees. This was a hardwood forest, wasn’t it?
Hard just like...
He sneaked a peek from the corner of his eye. Was it him, or did Crush lookbiggerthan before?
What would Crush’s cock feel like, stretching him inside? Grinding against his prostate, pushing against the entrance of his womb to flood him with cum?
Killian moaned into his hands. “I haven’t been fucked in a very long time.”
The next second, he whimpered. How had those words escaped?
Crush’s knuckles turned white against the steering wheel. “Kil, bunny rabbit. I need my blood in my brain.”
Killian’s gaze sank like a rock. This time, he couldn’t help it when he blurted, “How can you still think when there’s so much blood in your cock?”
“I can’t,” Crush said tightly. And the wet spot at his tip grew larger.
