But of the two of them, Titan was the most merciless. He nipped Ezra’s neck. His earlobe. His shoulder. He took Ezra’s cock in hand and pumped, timing the motions to his thrusts so Ezra had no respite.
Orgasm welled inside him.
It felt so fucking good.
Ezra bit Titan’s shoulder in retaliation and rode him from beneath with everything he had, keeping himself virgin-tight around Titan’s dick, milking it, wanting to feel the moment it started twitching and pulsing to fill him with alien cum.
He was so focused on the goal at hand that he almost didn’t notice when the room turned purple. Then blue. Then orange.
Clap-activated lamps apparently did not discriminate between clapping hands and clapping cheeks.
It was such a ridiculous, unsexy thought during what was hands-down going to be the hottest one-night stand of his life that Ezra couldn’t help it—he burst out laughing. Here he was, fucking the real-life embodiment of “he’s a ten, but…” while his funky little lamp transformed his room into a nightclub.
God, life was weird.
God, life was good.
Still laughing, Ezra threw himself into his enjoyment of Titan’s body. He was going to come first and he knew it. He wanted it. Who cared about winning some imaginary ego contest when he was never going to see Titan again? All he wanted was to enjoy himself, and right now, that meant coming his brains out on the best dick he’d ever had.
It didn’t take long after that.
Titan fucked him like a sex god while Ezra lay laughing beneath him, then the laughter turned to moaning, and at last, Ezra came. He locked his arms around Titan as his balls tightened and emptied, and Titan—no doubt feeling Ezra’s orgasm through his touch telepathy—made a thin noise of pleasure and planted his cock deep.
It pulsed and twitched as it shot its load deep inside.
“Fuuuuck.” Ezra flopped bonelessly onto the bed and grinned at the ceiling. He hadn’t felt this good in… well… ever seemed like an exaggeration, but a very, very long time.
And he felt even better when Titan collapsed onto him, every bit asboneless as he was and not making any attempt to hide it. He kept his cock in Ezra and… was it still coming?
Fuck, now Ezra understood why Jude had been so obsessed with screwing Al when they’d lived back at the apartment. Darvrokian dick was good.
Titan pulled out a couple of minutes later. Ezra braced himself for the gloating he was sure was about to follow, but it never came. Instead, Titan plopped down onto the bed next to him and stared up at the ceiling as well, letting silence set in before saying, “You are a very desirable creature, Ambassador, but you are especially desirable when you smile.”
Ezra’s cheeks instantly heated. “This was a one-time thing. Don’t get used to it.”
“But you have never mated like that before,” Titan argued. “I could feel what you felt. I know that no mate has ever satisfied you in the same way.”
“I genuinely cannot stand you.” Ezra was glad he had the ceiling to stare at, because he knew if he looked Titan’s way, he would not have been able to say it convincingly. To make sure he didn’t slip up and give Titan the satisfaction of knowing that he was a little smitten, he yawned and closed his eyes. He’d have to get up to clean himself soon, but he could afford to doze for just a minute. Barely awake, he reiterated, “One-time thing.”
“This will not be the case, Ambassador Ezra,” he heard Titan mumble from beside him, almost more to himself than to Ezra. “Wait and you will see.”
3
Titan
Titan’s nightly unconsciousness came to an abrupt end when someone grabbed his shoulder and gave it a firm shake. He grumbled in the hopes that his vocal protestation would be enough to make it cease, but when it did not, he blinked his eyes open and found Ezra staring down at him, an expectant look on his face.
“Hmm?” Titan hummed, still too groggy to form English words.
“I asked you if you were awake.”
“I was not.” Titan eyed Ezra, who was still nude and delightfully disheveled from their earlier mating session. A smirk teased the corners of his lips. “However, I am now. What is the urgent matter that caused you to rouse me from unconsciousness, Ambassador? Do you require my assistance in some way?”
“You don’t have to keep calling me Ambassador. You fucked me in the ass—you can just call me Ezra. Also, yes, I do need you to do something.”
Titan’s smirk gained confidence. He propped himself up on one elbow, ready to drag Ezra back onto the bed for another incredible mating session, only for Ezra to say, “I need you to get out of my room.”
Titan’s confidence deflated. “I apologize?”
