“You want me to fill you up, pretty boy?”
Jonah nodded. Finley was still fucking him hard, driving his cock in deep, and he could almost barely breathe for it.”Please.”
Finley grinned, the look as predatory as it had been in the other room, and he started fucking Jonah harder, driving into him in a way that made Jonah cry out, his cock twitching as it tried desperately to fill again.
“Gonna fill you with my cum. Breed your pretty ass and leave it dripping from you...”
Jonah moaned, squeezing around Finley, and Finley let out a choked-off groan before his hips bucked and he started to cum. He dropped Jonah’s knees and gathered him close, keeping Jonah impaled on his twitching cock.
There was an insistent pressure at Jonah’s rim, and when he tried to shift, Finley held him in place. “Relax,” he purred. “You can take it.”
Jonah whimpered and clung to Finley’s shoulders as the base of Finley’s cock swelled even further, keeping him trapped there. When Jonah wriggled again, he felt a tug on his rim that shot straight to his cock.
“What—?”
“My knot,” Finley said, and he rolled so he was on his back on the bed, Jonah on top of him. “It keeps me in you. Keeps my cum in you. It’ll go down in a few hours.”
”Hours?!”Jonah asked incredulously. He was already feeling drowsy, all used and worn out from what they’d done.
Finley huffed a laugh into his hair. “A perfect time to nap.” He shifted and Jonah whined when the knot tugged on his rim again. “As long as you stay still.”
Jonah huffed but accepted the kiss Finley gave him. “Anyone tell you you’re kind of an asshole?”
Finley laughed, then swatted Jonah’s ass, making him yelp and moan when he tightened around Finley’s knot. “Anyone tell you you’re kind of a brat?”
Jonah rubbed his nose against Finley’s chest. “Not today.”
Finley sighed, one arm wrapped loosely around Jonah’s back. “Sleep now, sweetheart. We’ll have a play with your new toy when you wake up.”
Chapter Five
Jonah woke up with Finley’s arm still heavy across his back and Finley’s cock still inside him. Finley was hard again, but his knot seemed to have gone down, leaving Jonah with a phantom ache he kind of missed.
When he lifted his head, he saw that Finley was watching him. “Um. Hi.”
Finley grinned. “Hi. Feeling good?”
Jonah nodded. He realised there were two bottles of water on the nightstand next to the dildo and frowned at them.
Finley laughed. “Rafe brought us some supplies.”
“He was...”
“I covered you with the sheet,” Finley said. His fingers stroked down Jonah’s spine. “Though he seemed especially interested in looking.”
Jonah felt himself blush.
Finley sat him up, and Jonah winced when his cock slid free. They both drank and then Finley kissed him, rolling them again so Jonah was pressed back into the pillows.
“The toy,” Jonah moaned.
“Hmm, I should show you how to use it.” Finley reached out and grabbed it, then sat up so they could both take a look.
Looking at it now, Jonah was sure it was the same size and shape as Finley’s dick, so undoubtedly impressive. The bulge at the base made sense, too.
“If you flip this switch,” Finley said, indicating the switch on the base of the toy, “Then it’ll inflate or deflate the knot.” He flicked it one way, and it deflated, so all Jonah was holding was a regular – if large – dildo.
“What about the button?”
