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I’m about to object when he closes his hot mouth around my cock, leaving me speechless and moaning. My thoughts quiet as desire takes over, blocking out everything but him.

He’s an expert with his mouth, and I could easily come like this, but Wraith has other plans. He kisses his way back up my body, and as I tangle my fingers in his silky hair, he holds my gaze, looking down at me like he’s just discovered the secrets of the universe in my eyes.

Yep. I’m fucked.

“God, you’re beautiful,” I whisper.

He smiles slightly, his eyes pools of unspoken emotion.

“I want to be inside you,” Wraith says. “Want to be one with you. I don’t want to be rough or bossy, I just want to make love to you.”

“Please.”

He reaches over to his nightstand, grabbing lube from his drawer. He holds up a condom, but I take it and toss it to the floor.

“I don’t want anything between us.”

“Same,” he grunts.

“You gonna put your cum inside me, Wraith? You gonna breed me finally?”

“Fuck,” he breathes out before attacking my neck with his mouth. “Legs up, gorgeous.”

I lift them, and he slides his hands under my knees before he dips down, his hot breath washing over my hole.

“So fucking pretty,” he murmurs before he dives in, licking a hot stripe along my crease.

Wraith shows me no mercy, licking and sucking, adding his fingers until I’m stretched out and begging for his cock.

“Please, Wraith. Need you.”

“I got you, baby.”

He removes his fingers and I whimper at the loss, but he replaces them quickly, massaging lube in and around my hole. My cock is so hard it’s aching and leaking, leaving sticky precum on my lower belly. I know if I touch it, I’m done for, so I grip the bedding instead.

Wraith climbs between my legs, hovering above me, our cocks bumping together. The way he’s looking at me leaves me breathless, and a million thoughts flood my mind, but his soft smile immediately soothes me as he enters me slowly.

I arch my back to meet him, sinking into the delicious fullness and slight sting.

“Fuck, your body is amazing,” he whispers.

Silently, I reach up and run my fingers through his hair, smiling as it falls around his face. He’s incredible. Not just handsome and an amazing lover, but I know his heart is big for the people he cares about. Walking away from this is going to hurt. Bad. Will I ever find someone who makes me feel as good as Wraith does? Will I want to?

Yep. I’m absolutely fucked.

Wraith quiets my thoughts again with another sultry kiss, and I finally give in completely, letting myself simply soak up this moment. Everything else can wait.

With his arms wrapped around me and our gazes locked, we rock together, rising and falling in unison, and for the first time in my life I can truly say I know what it feels like to be made love to.

He’s in love with me.

I’d laugh at how ridiculous that thought is, but I can’t. There’s nothing funny about what’s grown between us.

My cock swells as my balls tighten, and Wraith must know I’m close. He gets up on his knees, putting unwanted spacebetween our bodies, but I know better than to doubt him. He spreads my legs wider so he can angle himself differently, and that’s it. I’m gone.

He’s hitting my prostate dead on, and it only takes a few thrusts to push me over the edge, my cock completely untouched except for the light brush of his torso as he rocks into me.

“Fuck, Wraith,” I cry out as my cock erupts.