Page 19 of Three to Fall

To scream my fucking name when I filled his ass.

He panted, heavy breaths, taking my fingers inch by inch, letting me warm him up so he could take my cock.

He groaned, closing his eyes, pausing the assault on his cock so he wouldn’t come. Instead, he reached behind, grabbed my dick, and guided it where he wanted it.

Between his cheeks. Pressing against the star of his asshole while he moaned, returning his hand back to his cock. “Jesus, Hawk. What the fuck are you waiting for? A personal invitation?”

I paused, then told the truth. “I don’t want to fucking hurt you, okay?”

Chaos laughed. “Wouldn’t have picked you to be a gentleman.”

“Wouldn’t have picked you to be a bottom.”

He glanced back at me. “Just ’cause I let you fuck me once doesn’t mean this is how it’s always going to be.” His gaze connected with mine. “Fuck me and make it good. ’Cause when I fuck you, I’m not going to hold back.”

My dick ached at the thought of our positions reversed, his thick cock sliding inside me, filling me the way I filled Kara. My balls drew up, aching, desperate to come just thinking about it.

I wanted it. Wanted him to have me like that.

I gave him an inch of my cock, fighting to keep still while he adjusted, but losing the battle all too quickly because he felt so fucking good. So tight. His ass clenched around my cock as I slid all the way inside.

He muffled his moan of pleasure with his arm, his ass rocking back on my hips, encouraging me to keep going.

I pulled out, then drove in again, fucking him slow, sinking my top teeth into the back of his shoulder while my hips worked.

“Don’t stop. That feels so good.” Chaos reached a hand back, his fingers digging into my thigh.

“Guess I’ll find out when you fuck me.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You want that?”

“You’re moaning like a bitch in heat, so yeah, I fucking want that.” It was the truth. But it was also fucking terrifying.

He sniggered, like he could read my mind. “Just come, Hawk. I’ll fuck you another day, when you’re balls-deep in Kara and so blissed out from me rimming you, you beg me for it.”

Jesus fuck. I envied his confidence. I talked a lot of shit, I knew that. But Chaos had a quiet confidence that was admirable. A deep-rooted knowledge of who he was and zero need to prove himself to anyone.

I had no doubt he would take me in the middle of the Slayers’ clubhouse or at Psychos or at Sinners and not give a flying fuck if anyone saw.

While I was still hiding in closets.

I fucked him harder, all gentleness gone, and his body responding to every thrust so I knew he was taking as much as I was. I groaned into the muscles of his back. Reached around him and took control of his cock, working him hard and fast, building him up until he was leaking over my hand.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Gonna come.”

It was barely a warning, his dick squirting hot, thick liquid over my fist. His ass clenched around my cock, his entire body spasming with the force of his orgasm, sending me barreling into my own.

Inside him, I came with a shout, my legs shaking, fighting to hold my weight, an orgasm ripping its way through my body.

I rode us out, my dick in his ass until I went soft. My fingers sliding over his cock until he was brushing my hand away, telling me to fuck off and quit torturing him.

We stood there in the shower, the water falling over us, my chest pressed to his back, the two of us breathing in time.

“You okay?” he asked eventually.

“Fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“’Cause you just fucked a man for the first time and maybe you have feelings about that?”

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