Page 13 of Guarded By Them

Kodee shoved me back, two hands on my chest. He already knew the bed was behind me—we both did. He wouldn’t actually do anything to hurt me or that might get me injured. That was why I could pick a fight with him. I trusted him implicitly.

He was on top of me, pushing me onto my back, his knees straddling my waist. His big body shadowed me, filling my vision. To my surprise, I found his hand wrapped around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

“See how you like it,” he snapped, tightening his grip just enough to make my heart flutter with panic, but to still allow me to breathe. I’d heard that breath-play could make an orgasm feel even more intense than normal. My head wasn’t sure how I felt about it, but my dick had other ideas. Blood flowed to my erection, making me hard. I lifted my hips, trying to grind against Kodee, even while he leaned over me and crushed his mouth to mine. I kissed him back, both of us forceful, bruising. Just how we liked it. I knew it was different when Rue was involved. We were all just that little bit gentler. But right now, I wanted it rough.

I reached for the zipper of Kodee’s pants and made short work of getting it undone. Half strangling me, with his tongue in my mouth, was clearly doing it for him, too. His cock was hard and long, and I pulled it out into the space between us, working my fist up and down his shaft. Kodee groaned into my mouth, and I kept going, masturbating him faster, hearing the little thwack thwack of my hand on his skin.

“Ah, fuck, Ryan. I want to be inside you.”

He released his hold on my throat and went to work on ridding me of my pants as well. My dick was hard, springing up to meet him.

We both pulled off our shirts then reached for each other again. Kodee’s lips met my chest, and he worked his way down, running his tongue over my abs, tracing each line, and leaving goose bumps across my skin. My cock jerked with anticipation, knowing exactly where he was going. His chin bumped against my dick then his mouth was on me, his hot, wet tongue circling the head.

“Ah, yes,” I gasped. “Suck my cock. Take me deep.”

He lifted his dark gaze to mine and swallowed the head and then sank down, his lips creating a perfect circle around my shaft. It felt so good, my toes curled. I reached down to touch his smooth head and lifted my hips, wanting more. Kodee bobbed up and down, swiping my slit with his tongue each time he reached the top.

He removed his mouth, and I groaned at the loss of contact, but he went lower still, licking and sucking my balls, and then tracing his tongue down my perineum. He pushed my legs up, shifting my position and exposing my ass to him.

I groaned, knowing exactly what he was doing. Kodee had a particularly long tongue, and as it connected with my asshole, I jolted in response.

“Keep going,” I encouraged.

He did, circling around then pressing deeper. I gasped. God, that felt insane. It was dirty and wrong, and yet somehow so right. He licked me, pushing his tongue into my hole, stretching me and leaving me wet with saliva.

Kodee sat back on his haunches. He took hold of my prosthetic leg and pressed the pin that released the prosthesis. He pulled the prosthesis off, placing it carefully on the floor beside the bed, and then rolled down the liner and added that to where he’d put the leg. Then he took my stump and placed it on his shoulder, and grabbed my other leg and hooked it over his other shoulder. I loved that I didn’t horrify him, that he could be so close to my scars and stump and not even flinch.

Refocusing on his cock, Kodee spat onto himself as well, making himself good and wet.

“We need to buy some lube,” he said, “but this may sting a little in the meantime. Tell me to stop if it’s too much.”

“You know I like it when it hurts.”

His eyes glittered. “You asked for it.”

He positioned himself at my hole and pressed forward. He’d done a good job of relaxing me with his mouth, and I easily stretched around him. That sting of pain, combined with pleasure, was just about the best feeling in the world. He paused and let me get used to his size then shunted in another inch, and another. With my legs over his shoulders, he was able to thrust deep, and he leaned over to kiss me again, his gaze locked on mine, as though watching for my reaction with every rock of his hips.

I grabbed one of his hands and put it to my throat. “Do it to me again. I want to know how it feels.”

His eyes narrowed. “You’re sure?”

“Yes, do it.”

Kodee had big hands, just like the rest of him. I lifted my chin, exposing my throat, and he wrapped his fingers around my neck, squeezing just hard enough to hurt, without stopping my breath completely.

“Like that?” he asked, his voice hoarse. His dick was still rammed into my ass, and I felt him jerk inside me.

I nodded as best I could.

“Fuck, Ryan,” he said, though he didn’t stop. It was as though he wasn’t sure either, that I’d led him down this path and he wasn’t sure he wanted to follow, but couldn’t bring himself to turn around.

He pulled out of me a couple of inches, and then thrust back in. It was a strange sensation, lightheaded from the small amounts of oxygen I was sucking into my lungs combined with the pleasure of having Kodee inside me. Though he started slow, his hand not squeezing too tightly, as our momentum built, so did the pressure. I had to fight against the instinct to throw him off, but I trusted him. I’d always trusted him. Kodee wouldn’t take things too far. He wasn’t that kind of person.

Kodee reached down with his other hand and grabbed my cock. His position was held mostly by the pressure on my throat now. The fingers of his other hand closed around my dick, and my pleasure intensified. The edges of my vision grew fuzzy, and I could feel myself pulling away. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Kodee’s thrusts grew faster and harder, his features growing taut with concentration, as though he was putting everything into fucking me. Our flesh slapped together, the sounds of heavy breathing, grunts, and moans filling the room. For the briefest of moments, I wondered if Rue and Dillon were able to hear us, and then I lost the ability to string an actual thought together.

Kodee fucked my ass, with one hand around my throat and the other working my cock, and I lost it. My balls tightened into my body. My ass contracted around Kodee’s cock. Pleasure erupted from me in a stream of cum, hitting Kodee’s stomach, and then splattering down on mine. The room spun, the combination of my orgasm and lack of oxygen, making me feel like I’d landed on another plane of consciousness.

I was barely aware of the grunt coming from Kodee that signaled him giving in to his own orgasm. He held himself deep as he filled me up, his hips jerking with each tremulous jolt of electricity passing from him to me.

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