Rafe growled lowly, but Jonah didn’t think it was directed at him. He kissed Jonah hard and then pulled his fingers out of Jonah’s arse. Jonah whined at the loss. It was only seconds before the head of Rafe’s cock notched against Jonah’s hole and Jonah cried out in surprise as he started to push inside.
The first ridge stretched Jonah’s hole even further and his arms trembled as he tried to hold himself up. Rafe ran a soothing hand down his spine.
“That’s it, treasure,” he murmured. “Keep breathing. You can take it.”
Jonah nodded, squeezing his eyes shut. Someone on the sofa moaned, and he didn’t know who it was, but his cock twitched anyway. Were they watching him or each other?
“Good boy,” Rafe murmured again. He rocked his hips forward gently, more and more of his cock entering Jonah on each thrust. Jonah couldn’t stop the noises he was making. The ridges along Rafe’s cock pressed against his insides, delicious friction making his toes curl.
“’M so close,” he groaned, trying to push back against Rafe. “Rafe,please,I’m gonna…”
“I’ve got you,” Rafe said. He kissed the nape of Jonah’s neck as he pushed fully inside, hips pressing against Jonah’s arse. Jonah clenched around him, and Rafe groaned, scraping his teeth over Jonah’s shoulder before he leaned back again.
“Eyes up, now,” he said.
Jonah let out a surprised noise but obediently lifted his head. Damon’s mouth was half-open, and he was panting as he watched. Finley stroked his cock and Damon’s, eyes dark as they travelled over Jonah’s face. Torin squirmed on Damon’s lap, Damon’s hand moving furiously in his trousers.
“Make him scream, Rafe,” Damon growled.
Rafe huffed out a laugh. “Like I planned to do anything else.”
He pulled out, ridges catching on Jonah’s sensitive rim before he plunged his cock deep back inside again. Jonahhowled, struggling to keep his head up as Rafe fucked him hard and fast.
Rafe helped him with that. One hand was tight on Jonah’s hip, and the other was suddenly in his hair, dragging his head up and keeping him still. Jonah moaned in the back of his throat. His cockachedfrom how much he wanted to cum, and even if he wasn’t wearing the cock ring, he wouldn’t be able to reach down and touch himself.
“Fuck, you take me so well,” Rafe growled. “Like you were made to take a dragon’s dick.”
Jonah moaned. Finley lifted his head and chuckled.
“Made to takemonstercock,” he managed. He flicked his thumb over the head of Damon’s cock and Damon growled.
“Are you?” Rafe asked. He was suddenly looming over Jonah’s back again, grinding his cock against Jonah’s prostate.
“Am I… w – what?” Jonah managed.
“Are you made to take monster cock?”
Jonah knew he was red all over. He couldn’t look away from the others, all watching him so intently now, waiting for his answer.
He whined.
“Yes,” he said finally, the word almost a sob.“Yes.”
Rafe chuckled. “Such a good boy,” he said.
He let go of Jonah’s hair and without the support, Jonah’s head dropped forward so he was staring at the sheets as Raferocked into him. He cried out in relief when Rafe’s fingers skimmed the length of his cock.
“Do you want to cum, Jonah?”
“Yes!”
Rafe thrust in hard at the same time as he unfastened the cock ring and let it drop to the bed. Pleasure flooded Jonah’s system, whiting out his vision, and he cried out and trembled as he came spectacularly all over the sheets.
Rafe growled in his ear and Jonah was sure the ridges massaging his channel trembled as he shot his load in Jonah’s arse. Hot liquid flooded him, and Jonah shook again. He would have collapsed onto the bed if not for Rafe’s powerful arm around his chest, pulling him back against him.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured. “Rest for a second now. You’ve still got a toy to play with.”
Chapter Five
