“Yeah. You want them to have something to look forward to, right?”
Jonah clapped his free hand over his eyes. “Oh, my God.”
Finley only snorted in response and moved lower, lips moving down Jonah’s stomach and over the crease of his hip. Jonah’s feet were flat on the bed now, knees bent as Finleysettled between his legs. He grabbed Jonah’s ass, spreading him, and Jonah pushed up onto his elbows.
“What are you doing?”
Finley winked. “Come on, Jonah. We both know you know what’s going to happen next.”
He ducked his head and licked over Jonah’s hole. As Finley feasted on him, Jonah cried out. Finley’s tongue speared inside, and Jonah moaned, relaxing around him. Jonah’s cock leaked a steady stream of pre-cum onto his stomach and he clenched his fists in the sheets so he didn’t touch himself.
Jonah wasn’t sure how long it was before Finley lifted his head, his lips swollen and shiny with saliva. Jonah tipped his head back onto the pillow with a moan. When Finley moved off the bed, he whimpered, but then he was back, and his fingers were slick, and one was pushing into Jonah’s ass, then a second.
“Good?” Finley asked. He had one hand planted next to Jonah’s shoulder and was hovering over him.
Jonah nodded wordlessly. He didn’t know how to speak anymore, he was certain. How the fuck was he supposed to compare a toy to... all ofthis?He whined when Finley drove his fingers in deep, and then pulled back to add a third. Finley shifted and his hard cock slapped against Jonah’s thigh. Jonah moaned.
“Told you I’d be ready for you,” Finley murmured. He brushed a kiss over Jonah’s cheek. “You’re so hot and tight. I can’t wait to fill you with my cum.”
Jonah choked on a moan. Finley smirked and bit Jonah’s shoulder before he sat up, watching where his fingers weredriving into Jonah’s body with a furrowed brow. He added a fourth finger and Jonah cried out, back arching as he shook with the need to cum. Finley grasped the base of his cock, holding him there until the urge passed.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured. “Just don’t wanna hurt you.”
“Oh, fuck, I’m ready,” Jonah said. He was rolling his hips, pushing back against every thrust of Finley’s fingers. “Ineedyou in me, fuck, please...”
“Since you ask so nicely,” Finley teased, but Jonah was sure his desperation was reflected in Finley’s eyes.
He pulled his fingers out and Jonah whimpered, pushing up onto his elbows to watch as Finley slicked up his massive cock. Fuck, but he wasn’t sure how he was going to take that...
Finley shuffled between Jonah’s legs, lining up the head of his cock against Jonah’s hole. “Ready, sweetheart?”
Jonah nodded. Yeah. Yeah, he was. He shifted his hips impatiently and Finley started to push inside.
Fuck, but he felt even bigger than he looked. Jonah tipped his head back, breathing hard through his nose as he felt the head of Finley’s cock breach that tight ring of muscle. There was an almost unpleasant burn, but then he was inside, and each rock of his hips had him slowly filling Jonah’s ass.
Jonah let out a broken moan. Finley kissed the exposed line of his throat, hot pants flowing over his skin. “Fuck,” he growled, and the word came out slurred. “You’re so fuckin’ tight. So hot around me.”
“So big,” Jonah moaned in response. “Full...”
“That’s right,” Finley said. He was still filling Jonah, still rearranging Jonah’s insides to accommodate his girth. “You’re gonna take all of me, aren’t you? Gonna take every drop of my cum when I breed you.”
Jonah whined. He lifted his head and met Finley’s gaze. Something about his eyes was no longer human, but instead of making Jonah feel scared, it made his cock twitch against his belly. Finley pressed their foreheads together, thrusting his hips as he finally filled Jonah the rest of the way.
“Tell me when to move,” he said, and the words sounded almost pained.
Jonah leaned in and brushed their lips together. “A good, hard fuck, you said.”
Finley’s eyes searched his face, then a grin spread across his own. “Such a good boy,” he murmured. He kissed Jonah and pressed him back to the mattress. “Let me take care of you.”
There was no build-up. Finley fucked Jonah hard, hooking Jonah’s knees over his forearms so he could thrust in deep. Jonah braced his hands against the headboard and thrashed beneath him. He couldn’t have stopped the noises he was making, even if he’d wanted to.
“Ohfuck, Finley, I’m gonna—”
“That’s it,” Finley growled. “Whenever you’re ready, sweetheart. Cum on my cock.”
Jonah whined, and his back arched as he came without either of them touching his cock. Finley buried his face in Jonah’s neck, nipping and licking, and Jonah shook as pleasure shuddered through him.
“Fuck,” he muttered finally, and Finley nipped at his throat again before he lifted his head.
