The slick sound of his thrusts with the lube is obscene, almost too intimate, unraveling me in ways I don’t understand. It drags out the feral side chained inside me, the one that only Yulian can summon.
I moan in his mouth, my fingers yanking him closer by his hair, my other hand wrapped around his throat, choking the fuck out of him as harshly as he’s destroying my world.
Yulian’s tongue wars against mine, meeting me stroke for stroke in the midst of a soaking wet, noisy kiss.
I can’t stop kissing him.
I think I’m addicted to it—his sweet, poisonous taste, the feel of his tongue, the hardness of his muscles.
Or maybe it’s the fact that this large bulk of musclesmeltswhen I touch him.
As if, like me, the world comes to a standstill when we’re all over each other.
Yulian thrusts another finger, stretching me so full of him, I groan.
“Fuck,” I whisper against his glistening mouth. “That feels…”
“What?” he asks, licking my lips, going a bit slower. “What does it feel like, baby? Tell me.”
“I’m rock fucking hard. You know…”
“I won’t know until you tell me.” He smiles against my mouth. “Let me hear your deep, beautiful voice when you’re so turned on.”
“Fuck you.”
“No, this time, I’ll be the one who will fuck you.” He uses his grip on my ass, lifting me up, causing me to pull all the way out from inside him.
My aching cock bobs on his stomach, on the beautiful mess of cum coating our abs.
I push up, my gaze fixed on the space between us,watching, mesmerized, as my release spills from his hole onto the sheets.
Something in me fractures, unleashes. A growl tears through the air—and it’s mine.
The sight of him wearing my mark turns me into a primal being.
Yulian shifts me forward, farther up his body, as he pulls out his fingers from inside me, and his rock-hard cock nudges against my hole.
My breathing turns harsher, more choppy as I lick my lips.
Okay, this is happening—I’m getting fucked by another man.
Accepting my attraction to Yulian is one thing, but letting him fuck me is completely different.
There will be no going back.
I probably should think about this further, consider the consequences.
But I don’t seem to give a fuck.
“Hey.” Gripping my ass with his lubed-up hand, Yulian cups my cheek with the other one, its fingers digging into the side of my skull. “Even though I’m dying to fuck you, I’ll stop if you hate it that much.”
I shake my head. “It’s not that I hate it…”
His fingers nearly made me come, so I’m sure I’ll love his cock as well.
It’s just that this will drive the whole sexuality thing home, and I’ll never be the same again.
Definitely not straight.
