Page 28 of Broken Trust

Their eyes met, a surge of pleasure passing between them, unspoken and undeniable. Kellen ran a hand up Atlas’s side and slipped a finger into his mouth. Every nerve ending in Atlas’s body pulsed with anticipation as Kellen slipped the finger free and moved it between Atlas’s cheeks.

Atlas had to hold on to Kellen’s shoulders for balance as his mate pushed the wet finger inside of him. A second finger joined, stretching and filling him slowly, the slight sting only adding to the thrill of what was to come. Inch by inch, Kellen pushed inside him until his finger was in to the hilt.

His mate began to thrust with a deliberate slowness meant to drive Atlas wild. Pleasure rolled through his veins as Kellen set a steady rhythm that had Atlas panting and reaching for purchase on the nearest surface.

He rested his good hand on the nightstand, only for the damn thing to shift slightly downward under his palm. Atlas jerked his hand back so he wouldn’t become unbalanced and fall over.

Kellen hadn’t noticed what happened. His eyes were closed and his mouth moved up and down Atlas’s cock, his tongue swirling around the hard shaft. Atlas’s breathing grew ragged as even more pleasure shot through him. His mate sucked harder, his cheeks hollowing with the effort.

Atlas’s hips bucked as Kellen took him deeper. His mate’s eyes opened, and he gripped Atlas’s ass, holding him in place. Atlas hissed and groaned, his fingers tightening in Kellen’s hair as he fought the urge to thrust again.

He wanted this moment to last forever. Kellen, so strong and masculine, looked like a fantasy come to life on his knees, Atlas’s cock between his lips, appearing to enjoy every second of what he was doing.

The image burned into Atlas’s mind as he wondered if this was what Kellen had seen when Atlas had been on his hands and knees that first night, sucking the guy off. Pure bliss.

Kellen pulled back, his fingers easing free as his lips left behind a wet trail along Atlas’s shaft. Atlas whimpered at the loss of contact, but then Kellen was on his feet, the guy’s mouth claiming his in a mind-blowing kiss. Their tongues danced together as Kellen backed him toward the bed.

Atlas fell onto the mattress, pulling Kellen with him. Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, as they continued to explore each other’s mouths. Atlas slid his hands down Kellen’s back, feeling the muscles flex beneath his fingertips. He couldn’t get enough of this man, of his mate.

Kellen broke the kiss, trailing his lips down Atlas’s neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. Atlas gasped as his mate’s hands roamed over his chest, teasing his nipples, pinching and rolling the tight peaks under his palms. It was sensual torture, driving Atlas wild as his mate sucked one hard nub into his mouth, using his teeth to gently pull before releasing and giving the other nipple just as much attention.

Never had Atlas been ready to climax from nipple play, but he was so close that he nearly came. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” Atlas said between gritted teeth, fighting off his approaching orgasm.

Kellen pulled back and yanked on the nightstand drawer. When it didn’t open, he grunted.

“I don’t think you’re getting that open.” Atlas propped himself on his elbows. “It’s pretty much trash now.”

Kellen yanked hard, sending everything in the drawer flying as the back half fell, leaving only the drawer front in Kellen’s grip. “I was trying to be smooth about getting the lube.”

Atlas grinned. “Don’t worry. I still think your skills in the bedroom are unparalleled.”

Kellen gave him a look that said he doubted it. “Next time my brother and I fight, we’re taking it outside.”

His mate stood and looked around the floor as Atlas tried his hardest not to laugh at the perturbed expression on the guy’s face. If Kellen only knew just how amazing he looked standing there naked… Atlas bit his lip, his gaze wandering over the man’s body, from his amazing chest to his fat cock jutting out from manscaped hairs to his sculpted ass, which a quarter would bounce off of.

Finally, Kellen bent and grabbed the lube before he crawled onto the bed. Atlas scooted toward the center and spread his legs, inviting Kellen to do whatever he wanted. His mate didn’t disappoint. After squirting a generous amount of the gel onto his fingers, he slipped them between Atlas’s cheeks to brush against his entrance. Atlas ran his palm over his own cock, smearing the pre-cum at the slight as he arched his back.

“Are you going to tell me what liberties you wanted to take?” A wicked gleam sparkled in Kellen’s emerald green eyes as his gaze slid downward, watching as Atlas slowly jerked his shaft.

“You have your thick fingers shoved deep in my ass, thrusting into me like they’re a dick. How the hell am I supposed to think? The only thing I can do right now is drool.”

His mate chuckled. “If you just said all that, you’re capable of saying what you want to do to me.”

Smirking, Kellen thrust his fingers faster and deeper, making Atlas feel even more desperate for release than he already was.

“You’re evil.” Atlas released his throbbing cock. He wasn’t going to come until Kellen was buried inside of him.

“You win,” Kellen growled, easing his fingers free. “You’ve got me so hard that I’m not going to last much longer. Tell me what you want so you can put me out of my misery.”

“Get on your back.” Atlas slipped from the bed, his hole aching to be filled. Kellen wasn’t the only one who wasn’t going to last. Atlas was so turned on that a stray breeze would make him blow his load. His own cock was throbbing so hard that it was slightly bouncing.

Kellen climbed onto the bed, flipped over, and tucked his hands behind his head. “Do your worst.”

Atlas crawled toward him, biting his lip. Then he slid onto Kellen’s waist. “Can you take a wild guess at what I want?”

A groan slipped from Kellen as he grabbed the base of his cock. “You want to ride me, baby.”

Atlas lifted his bottom half, waited as Kellen placed the head at his hole, and then eased downward until he felt his ring of muscles breached. Atlas placed his good hand on Kellen’s chest and the splinted one on his ripped abs, balancing himself as he sank a bit lower.

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