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“Hey,” Ash said, his hand on my hip. “Dance with me again?”

All I could do was smile, those sapphire eyes filling me with joy from head to toe. “Alright,” I nodded, letting him take my hand. “Let’s go.”

Chapter 20

Ash

My lips were crushed against Silver’s as he fumbled with the lock, my hands already wandering under his shirt. I heard a soft click and the door gave way, the pair of us crashing into our dorm room. We stumbled to the bed like we were drunk. But in truth, neither of us had drank hardly at all. It was just the buzz of the party and the slow grinding heat we’d built all night on the dance floor pushing us forward.

I grabbed Silver by front of his shirt and pushed him up against the wall. He let out a shocked gasp, but he melted into my touch, my lips already on his again. He’d been teasing me for hours now and I wanted him so fucking bad I could taste it.

“I like it when you’re rough,” he whispered between kisses. “It’s so fucking hot.”

I growled low in my throat, pressing my body harder against his. “Then I’ll be as rough as you want.”

My hands slid up under his shirt, feeling the hard planes of his stomach, the definition of his chest. Silver’s breath hitched as my fingers found his nipples, rolling them between my fingertips. His purple skin was hot beneath my touch, and I could feel his heart racing.

“Ash,” he moaned, his head falling back against the wall. “Fuck...”

“This is what you get for teasing me all night,” I said, my voice coming out rougher than I intended. “Everyone was watching you,wantingyou. But you’remine.”

“Yes,” he agreed breathlessly, his silver eyes dark with lust. “I belong to you.”

I yanked his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere behind me. My shadows were already swirling wildly around us, responding to the heat building between our bodies. The silver cuffs on my wrists grew warm, but I barely noticed. All I could focus on was Silver. I loved the way his chest heaved with each breath, the way his muscles flexed as I touched him, and the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the entire world.

My lips found his neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Silver’s hands fisted in my hair, holding me there as I worked my way down his throat to his collarbone.

“Strip,” I commanded, pulling back to look at him. “Now.”

His eyes widened slightly at my tone, but I saw the way his cock twitched in his jeans. He liked this version of me—the one who took what he wanted, who wasn’t afraid to be demanding.

Silver’s hands moved to his belt, but I grabbed his wrists, stopping him.

“Slower,” I said. “I want to watch.”

He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, then started again. This time he moved deliberately, unbuckling his belt with agonizing slowness, popping the button of his jeans one-handed. When he finally pushed them down along with his boxers, his cock sprang free, already hard and leaking.

“Good,” I praised, and I watched him shiver at the word. “Now get on the bed.”

Silver moved to obey, but I could see the question in his eyes. We’d done this before, but never like this. Never with me fully in control.

He climbed onto the bed, looking back at me over his shoulder. “What do you want me to do?”

I was already stripping off my own clothes, my hands shaking slightly with anticipation. “I want you on your hands and knees,” I said. “And then I want you to beg me to eat your ass.”

Silver’s whole body shuddered, his cock visibly throbbing at my words. “Ash...”

“Do it,” I commanded, climbing onto the bed behind him.

He shifted into position, presenting himself to me without hesitation. It was clear from the way he moved, the way he arched his back, that he’d been wanting this for some time. And I was getting curious what it was like to be the top in this situation. Silver’s cock was great, but I wanted to know what his ass felt like wrapped around my dick.

“Please,” Silver breathed, his voice already wrecked with need. “Please, Ash. I need your mouth on me. Ineedyou to eat my ass.”

My cock throbbed at his words, at the desperation in his tone. I’d never heard him like this before—so needy, so willing to submit. It made something primal surge inside me.

I ran my hands up his thighs, feeling the muscle tremble beneath my touch. My shadows wrapped around his legs, holding them spread as I leaned forward. Silver’s hole was right there in front of me, and I could see it clench in anticipation.

“You want this?” I asked, letting my breath ghost over his sensitive skin.