Page 121 of Shadows in Bloom

“Ledger,” he barely recognized the sound of his own voice when he spoke, the desperation in his tone causing him to shiver. “Please.”

In response, a third digit was added, and he speared them into Nikita’s hole with more force, hard enough to make him cry out.

“Spread your legs for me, Niki,” Ledger ordered huskily, and he did it without hesitation, biting onto the pillow when those fingers curled and were dragged out of him. Ledger’s cockhead was at his entrance to replace them almost instantly.

Nikita hissed as he felt that solid member begin to invade him, Ledger’s thick cock stretching his walls open wider than anything ever had. It burned as he was slowly filled, inch by tortuous inch fed into his body as though Ledger believed they had several years time to complete this task and there was no rush at all.

“It hurts,” Nikita risked saying, turning his head to try and catch a glimpse of the man hovering over him. Ledger was busy staring at his back though, his lips pursed, a somewhat angry expression painting his features. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he growled, shoving forward with one hard thrust that had Nikita screaming and him moaning. Fully seated now, he rocked his hips, hands forcing Nikita back down onto the bed when he tried to move away. “You’ll adjust in a minute.”

“It’s too much!” It felt like he was being split in half despite the care Ledger had taken to stretch him earlier. Tears poured down his face and he turned it into the material of the pillow again as he waited for the sparks of pleasure to return.

Ledger dropped over him then, his mouth latching onto the spot just beneath Nikita’s right ear. He gave a hard suck, licking at the spot and chuckling when Nikita’s body jerked beneath him. His mouth didn’t linger, moving to the back of his neck, and then his shoulders. In each place, he stopped and delivered a love bite, sometimes paying extra care to one area before going to the next.

By the time he’d peppered Nikita in marks, he’d stopped crying, the pain almost entirely gone and replaced with that same fiery sensation that demanded movement.

“Please,” Nikita begged again.

Ledger pulled out, almost all the way, and then drove back inside of him. He pumped his hips a few times, his cock tearing through Nikita’s insides, going deeper than he’d ever experienced.

Nikita whined when suddenly Ledger left him, but before he could complain with words, he was rolled over onto his back and then the Devil was once again settling between his spread thighs. The sound he made when that cock fucked into him was animalistic and raw, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as Ledger pounded him into the mattress roughly.

The Devil’s tongue circled around Nikita’s nipple before he delivered the same treatment he had to Nikita’s back. He covered him in hickies, marking over the bruises his brother had left and adding a few in blank places for good measure.

“It’s like you were made to take my cock,” Ledger breathed against Nikita’s throat, nipping at him there again before he kissed him with the same level of ferocity as his thrusts. The whole bed shook beneath them, the metal cuff around Nikita’s wrist clanking against the headboard. “You feel so good, Niki. So hot. So tight.” He bit at Nikita’s bottom lip. “I’m going to fuck you here next, and then I’ll have you riding my cock while you scream my name.”

“Ledger.” That sounded like…a lot.

“Yeah,” he said, “just like that.”

“Wait,” Nikita planted his free hand on Ledger’s chest. “Slow down.”

“No.” He pinned his wrist to the bed at the side of Nikita’s head and, if anything, rammed into him with even more force. They both groaned when he took hold of Nikita’s dick and started to pump him. “Come for me, Niki. Show me how much life you still have in you.”

Despite the confusing command, Nikita’s body obeyed. The orgasm ripped through him and he went off in Ledger’s hand, come dripping all over them both as all of his nerve endings crackled with a blinding euphoria.

Ledger came not soon after, pushing himself in as deep as he could get before he emptied inside of Nikita, filling him with a gush of warmth that had his toes curling and his back bowing.

“There you go,” Ledger praised as Nikita made a keening sound in the back of his throat. “Take it like a good boy. Take it all.”

The added dirty talk was his breaking point, and Nikita slumped, all of the energy leaving him at once even as that cock continued to pulse inside of him. The sensations sent more sparks, and he shook his head. “Enough.”

“Not even close,” Ledger disagreed. He smoothed the sticky strands of Nikita’s hair off his forehead and then pressed his lips there. Any sweetness was shattered, however, when he lifted his head and smirked down at Nikita with a devilish gleam in his eyes. “That was a fairly large debt I just got you out of. We’re just getting started, Tiger.”

Nikita shuddered as he felt Ledger’s cock start to harden all over again.

CHAPTER 8

Nikita sobbed as Ledger drove into him from behind, bracing himself against the slick wall of the shower stall. He could barely stand on his own, his legs shaking from the efforts, despite the fact Ledger was helping with his hands on his hips.

They’d been here for days already, locked inside the Devil’s apartment, but whenever it seemed like Ledger was finally winding down, he’d initiate another round, ignoring any protests Nikita may or may not attempt to make.

Soothing warm water beat down on Nikita’s skin, touching him wherever the Devil wasn’t. This wasn’t the first shower they’d taken together. At one point, Ledger had even run them a bath, though half of the water had ended up on the bathroom floor after he’d fucked Nikita in it, seemingly too wildly to care about the mess he was making.

There must be a maid who came by, because he’d ushered Nikita back to the bedroom afterwards without bothering to clean the spill up himself, and the next morning when they’d come back in, the floor had been dry.

Nikita’s basic needs weren’t being ignored. He was given time to eat and rest—though he could do for a few hours more sleep than Ledger allowed him every night. When he cried from the overstimulation, Ledger took it easier on him and gave him more massages, or simply cuddled him and pet his hair.

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