“You want to be the first man to ever spill inside me?”
“Theonlyman who ever will,” I say, possessive of what’s rightfully mine.
He chuckles, as though it amuses him how desperate I sound for it.
“That’s right,” he says, offering me assurance it’s mine. “You want this to be your hole to breed?”
“Itismine.”
I’m not even thinking as I answer him, just speaking truthfully, and I’m certain it’ll terrify him, but there’s something primal in his gaze, and excitement, telling me that’s exactly what he wants to hear.
“Tell me you submit to me, Logan, and I’ll give you what you want.”
He laughs into my mouth. “I think that’ll work about as good as my threat.”
I growl. “We’ll see about that.”
I pound harder from below, committed to getting him worked up. He grits his teeth as he absorbs my movements, the way his jaw hangs open and his wide eyes telling me all I need to know as I pummel him. The urgency quickens within me as I can feel myself racing toward the end.
“Say you submit,” I command.
“Never.” He releases another moan.
“I enjoy the fight, but you know you’re gonna cave to me. Sooner or later, so it might as well be tonight.”
The pleasure in his expression dissolves, and he shoots me a nasty look. “Fuck you.”
“We’re already doing that,” I tease. “Now say it because I swear I’ll pull out.”
“Prove it.”
Damn him.
I despise him for his resistance, yet it’s the very thing that’s taking me to the end, the idea of shooting up in this asshole. I battle against my wish, struggling to get him off me, but Logan seizes my wrists and pins me to the bed as my climax shoots like a bullet through me. His lips mash down against mine as I call out.
And I surrender to my defeat, which feels like a victory as I pump him full of cum, staining inside him as I keep thrusting it back farther and farther into him, marking my territory.
As I release, he calls out, and I feel the warmth rush across my abs as he comes with me.
Fuck, it’s bliss as we finish our release together.
As one.
His smile pushes up against my lips, and rage pulses through me that he got the best of me.
“Fucker,” I breathe.
“So much for your threat.” He offers another kiss, which I can’t resist any more than I could resist him.
As my muscles continue spasming, I give him a few more quick thrusts, trembling as I recover from the explosive release.
He assaults me with another kiss, and I cup the back of his head, keeping him close, enjoying his mouth fully before he pries away from me.
“Feel better?” he asks.
“If I say no, will you let me come in you again?”
He glares at me, but now that I’m coming down from the high of what we shared, the weight of everything resettles on my chest, compressing tightly.
