If I hadn’t known any better, I would’ve assumed it was too much, but the pre-cum littering his stomach told me otherwise.
“Oh, are you going to cum already?” I kept a steady pace, guiding my hand to his lower thigh. “I thoughtyouwere going to make me forgetmylast name?”
He looked down at me, lids fluttering and pupils blown out. “I-I— Shit,Oren.”
My fingers curled, and I smiled as his hips jerked. “It’s funny how men can be so cocky until you find thatonespot.” I pressed again. “Does it feel fucking good, Graves? Worth the worship you promised me?”
“Y-Yes,” he breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Oh, fuckyes.”
At his pleasure, I removed my fingers, licking both within his view. “Thenfuckingworship.”
“Tell me what you want,” he whined, clearly stumbling from the high I’d driven him to, desperate for more. “I’ll doanythingyou wish.”
“Anything?” I wrapped a hand around my cock, pressing it against his entrance, but not fully complying with his wishes just yet. “Praise me, and not the dumb, boring shit. You give me enough praise, and I’ll ram this cock like you want.”
“You’re perfect, in every definition of the word. A man crafted of the highest regard, one of whom no one deserves, but I’m lucky enough to have.” He bit his bottom lip. “And I want nothing more than to experience the righteousness of your cock. For you to fill me and fuck me untilyouare satisfied. I can take anything you give me, no matter what that?—”
I thrusted, from tip to base, throwing my head back as the rest of his words were silenced. “Fuck.Fuck, Graves.”
My hands wrapped around his hips, digging hard enough to bruise the same color that remained on my chest.
With parted lips, his eyes rolled, his head slamming back into the bed as a guttural cry of pleasure escaped him—one I’d never heard another man release.
My pace quickened, unable to slow myself down from the high I was ebbing toward. “You’re goddamn tight, Commander. A fucking dream.” I licked my lips as I found his gaze, locking onto the honeyed hue. That gaze…hisgaze made me fucking whimper for the first time, and I didn’t even know I could make a sound like that.
“F-For you, only tightfor you,” he mumbled, his bottom lip quivering as another wave of pleasure washed over him. “Fuck,I could listen to you sing for me for hours.”
He was talking about the unexpected noise that I’d made; he waspraisingme for it.
It edged me on further, another sound flooding the room as I fully succumbed to the pleasure. “This is what it’s like to get fucked by me, Thorne. Your whimpers, your groans—mine.” I’d never been obsessive, but Iwantedhim to be mine and mine alone.
His legs shook alongside my utterance, my possessiveness shoving him closer to his peak. “God, yes,please.”
“Fuck, I’m not… I can’t—” My nails poked his skin, my breathing coming in fast pants. I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Fill me. Cum for me,please.” Throne begged, his own seed beginning to coat him.
“Shit.” I groaned, release flooding me as I pumped once, twice—until I pulled out to watch the evidence of what we’d done drip onto the sheets.
Swiping a finger, I collected some before setting it on my tongue, saliva and cum mixed as I positioned myself over him. Opening his lips, it dropped onto his tongue before sealing what we’d finished with a kiss.
As silence filled the space, and I nuzzled my face into his neck, my body draped over his, we worked to level our breathing. I hadn’t even noticed I’d started to slip into sleep from pleasurable exhaustion until his words rattled my senses.
“Fuck, Oren. I think I might…” he paused, hesitation lingering. As his utterance came, I pretended to be asleep, unsure how to respond. “I think I might be falling in love with you…”
And fuck, I wasn’t sure what to think, but I knew I’d never felt like this with someone before.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
THORNE
“Again,” I snarled, looking down at the man who warmed my bed hours before we stepped on the mat.
“Again?” he groaned, his limbs shaking from both adrenaline and fatigue.
“Get off your ass, Valens. I won’t fucking repeat myself.”
He muttered something under his breath but climbed to his feet. He knew by now to go back into his stance, waiting for my orders.
