I was shaking, so hot for him, but so banded by fear that my body screamed with agony, heart racing, vision blurred.
“Hey. Easy.” Embry let his palm slide from my mouth. His knees were either side of my hips, his cock embedded in my abdomen as he loomed over me. He took my hand and splayed it over his chest. His heart thudded beneath his skin, his grip on my wrist—on me and himself—steady and true. “I’m not scared of you. I trust you, Iwantyou, and I’ve kept you waiting far too long, so will you fuck me now? Please?”
The words sank in, seeping through the panic squeezing my soul in a fucking vice. My head didn’t hurt anymore, but as Embry took my slow nod for what it was, aligned us and sank down on my dick, I had to wonder if I’d hit it harder than I thought.
Cos there was no way in my wildest dreams that this was really happening.
16
EMBRY
In all the premonitions I’d had of this moment, good and bad, I’d never imagined that it would beMateohyperventilating at the pivotal moment.
I took him inside me, not caring about the searing burn of no prep. Only the anxious chaos in his molten gaze held my attention. The strain of his muscles. It took a full five seconds before he gathered himself and his eyes rolled around the world and back. “Cielito,fuck.”
Knew the feeling. Mother of Christ, he was big, a reality that fast caught up with me the steadier his gaze became.
I blew out the shaky breath trapped in my lungs. The fear in Mateo’s eyes softened to concern. He rubbed my back and drew me to his chest, whispering something in Spanish.
He adjusted us slightly and pleasure exploded in my nerves, his cock hitting deeper as we found the angle that eclipsed all else.
Fullness overwhelmed me.
Dizzied me.
I buried my face in his neck and groaned.
Mateo planted a hand on my ribcage, statue still, and I appreciated that. But not for long. I needed this. I needed him. And fuck me, I needed to move.
I rolled my hips, my dick compressed between us, adding friction to the white-hot sensation of him inside me.
“Fuck,” Mateo ground out. “Fuck.”
It seemed to be the only English word he remembered, and in any other circumstance, I might’ve laughed. But I had nothing but panted breaths and more gravelled moans. Sweat-slick skin and a biting kiss that made him shove his free hand into my hair and twist the locks between his fingers.
We rocked together, slowly at first, until whatever he saw in me convinced him I’d already fallen headfirst into this and I wasn’t coming back.
He bent his knees and thrust up, hitting that magic spot, and intensity blasted my synapses. Melted my fucking bones with the deep, hard drive of his pelvis.
Sensation thundered through me. We kissed like we’d never stop. Fucked like we’d die if we didn’t, pleasure and pressure fighting for dominance as the truth of who we were came to pass.
For our brothers, sex was the uncomplicated part.Lovingsomeone was messy and layered.
For Mateo and me, it was the other way around. Loving him was simple, but this?
It was a chaos gremlin we’d never tame. Today, it was me riding this fucking high while he battled a demon he didn’t deserve.
Mydemon.
Next time... who the fuck knew. I couldn’t think about it. Couldn’t think about anything as thoughts toppled out of my mind. I was so hard. My cock rubbed against Mateo’s rippled abs like it was made to be there, the grinding slip-slide curling my toes.
I braced myself on his chest, a deeper, more overcome sensation crashing into me. Mateo eased off, like he knew, but I chased him down, moving quicker, faster, until I was fucking gone, tumbling into the abyss.
Mateo’s hoarse groan was my only tie to the world. I sank into it. Thedepthof it. Into the awed pleasure contorting his face as he surged inside me, the tendons in his neck tight enough to snap, the set of his jaw so brittle I knew it would shatter with a single kiss.
Every nerve we shared burst open.
A climax ripped through me, shuddering out in long, pleasured waves, coating Mateo’s belly as I gripped my dick and coaxed every drop free.
