Jonah’s vision whited out for a moment. He groaned, pressing back against Damon’s solid chest.
“Make the choice, pretty boy,” Damon said. “You’ll like it less if I have to make it for you.”
“Fuck, I – Fuck me hard.”
“Good choice.”
Damon pushed Jonah forward, forcing him face-down on the path again. This time, he didn’t keep Jonah’s hips in the air. He lowered himself down, too, covering Jonah with his body.
Jonah didn’t think anyone would come across them here – he didn’t think anyonecould.But, if they did, would they even be able toseehim around Damon’s massive bulk?
Probably not. Probably, they’d just hear him, hear his desperate pants as Damon began to thrust his hips. He took Jonah deep, and it wasn’t long before the pants turned to moans as Jonah tried to push back against him.
Damon threaded a hand into Jonah’s hair, dragging his head back and exposing his throat. “Louder,” he growled.
Jonah let out a surprised cry at the feel of it. His body ached from the fucking he’d already endured, and his scalp prickled from the hold Damon had on him, but every thrust had pleasure skittering through his body, combining with the pain to lift him higher and higher. His eyes rolled back in his head when Damon let go of his hair to grip his throat.
He didn’t squeeze. His hand was a heavy weight, keeping Jonah just where he wanted him. Jonah swallowed and moaned at the feel of Damon’s palm against his Adam’s apple. Even more than Finley, Jonah thought it wouldn’t take Damon anything at all to squeeze the life out of him.
There was no way that should be hot. Except Damon chose that moment to thrust in hard, letting out a quiet grunt of his own, and Jonah’s toes curled at the combined sensations.
He wasn’t quite flush to the ground, one hand on his hip keeping him just where Damon wanted him. His cock ached, wet and throbbing with every beat of his heart.
“Show me what a good boy you are,” Damon growled in his ear. Another sharp thrust made Jonah shout his pleasure again. “I’m not gonna touch your cock, and neither are you. You can cum for me like this, can’t you? You want to.”
Jonah nodded. He did want to. He was so close now, so ready for it…
“That’s it.” Damon’s thumb rubbed over his pulse point. He was still pounding into Jonah’s arse. “Show me, Jonah. You love being filled, don’t you? Love me making you take more than you thought you could, you slutty little—”
Jonah cried out as his orgasm hurtled through him. His hips rolled in aborted thrusts as cum spurted from his cock and onto the path below. Damon growled and the hand on Jonah’s hip tightened for a second before he came for the third time.
Jonah didn’t know how long Damon held him there, but then he rolled onto his back, taking Jonah with him. Jonah whined at the feeling of the hard cock still in his arse, stretching him beyond belief. Damon ran a soothing hand over his chest. They were both still wearing their shirts, and Jonah wanted to take his off, but he couldn’t bring himself to move.
“Good boy,” Damon said. “I’ve got you.”
Jonah nodded. “Yeah, you’d better.”
Chapter Five
Jonah was pressed against Damon when he woke. He remembered Damon lifting him up, but it was all hazy, though part of him was glad he didn’t remember the trip they’d apparently taken to get back here.
He lifted his head, noting they were in the same room he’d been in with Finley the week before. Damon was sleeping, still partly transformed, and he looked almost peaceful, a contrast to the dull ache in Jonah’s…
Well, all of him.
Not that he hurt as much as he thought heshould.Carefully, he climbed out of bed and padded through into the bathroom. Bruises in the shape of fingertips stood out starkly on his hips and thighs, not to mention the ones Damon had sucked into his throat.
He heard the sheets move and shifted from foot to foot. He reallydidn’thurt as much as he should, considering the monster of a dick he’d had inside him.
Jonah stuck his head out of the bathroom and Damon met his glare with a raised eyebrow. “What happened?”
“What do you mean?” Damon replied. His voice was rough from sleep and Jonah tried to ignore the way his stomach flipped at the sound.
“I mean, how the fuck can Iwalk?”
Damon snorted, and a little pride shimmered in his eyes. Jonah rolled his own.
“Ez was cautious enough to order in supplies before we even really planned to invite a human in as a tester,” Damon supplied after a moment.
