Page 69 of The Puck Chase

“Gray, I swear to god, if you don’t stop saying shit about her, I am going to fucking kill you, and trust me I won’t be sorry,” he replies darkly, and I roll my eyes at his dramatics. If he pulled his head out of his fucking ass he would realize the only person I’m interested in is his best friend, not his fucking wife.

“Damn, after I just defended your honor and everything,” I toss back with a smirk, as I spy Hallie approaching him from behind.

“Really, you wanna go there?” he asks incredulously, fixing me with his stare, before he adds, “Or should we talk about why you really punched him?” His eyes move to Daemon, and I freeze as Hallie and Maddie arrive.

“Hi,” Hallie whispers, saving me from responding, and Josh’s head whips around so fast, I am surprised he doesn’t break his damn neck.

“Hals,” he breathes, full of relief, and Hallie’s eyes dart around to all of us.

“Can you guys give us a minute?” she asks, and Maddie instantly pushes Nova and Alexander back into the house, and before I can even contemplate whether to follow them, Daemon is tugging on my hand and pulling me in the opposite direction.

He doesn’t stop until he has dragged me across the street, into his house and up the stairs, slamming my back against his door, as he closes it behind us, stealing my breath with a punishing kiss. His body is hot and heavy against mine, and my cock springs to life, nudging against his own, until I am practically trembling with the need for release.

“Did you get hard watching me argue with your best friend?” I ask, pulling back and trailing kisses down his jaw, and he’s already shaking his head.

“No, I got hard watching you punch someone in my defense,” he tells me honestly, and I huff a laugh, as he drags me toward the bed, and starts tugging at my clothes. I help him rip off my shirt and unbutton my pants, as he sits back and watches me, slipping down his sweats and fisting his cock. “There’s lube in the drawer,” he adds, nodding towards his bedside table, and I practically trip over my feet to get it, grabbing a condom at the same time. When I toss them to him, he smiles at my eagerness,pouring the lube onto his fingers, before motioning for me to come closer.

When I reach him, he swallows my dick without pause, his fingers finding my ass and instantly starting to stretch me out for him in the most delicious way. “Fuck,” I groan, fisting his hair, and he grunts around my length, sucking me even deeper, while adding another finger. “I’m ready, Daemon, fuck me, now,” I plead desperately, and he obeys instantly, letting my cock fall from his mouth with a wet plop, and looks up at me grinning like the Devil.

“Come ride me, baby,” he demands, leaning back and sheathing his cock with the condom, covering it in lube, before stroking himself until I am fucking salivating at the sight of him. I don’t hesitate in straddling him, allowing him to line his cock up with my hole, and when I feel his crown at my entrance, I clench on instinct. “I know you can take it, Gray, let me in,” he purrs, kissing me roughly, as his hands find my ass and he begins to massage my cheeks, his cock pushing in past the rim.

Knowing I can’t take the build up, I slam my hips down, taking him all the way to the hilt and making us both groan deeply. “Oh fucking hell,” I moan, dropping my head to his, and relishing in the way his jaw tightens, as his hands flex around my hips.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he grits through his teeth, trailing his mouth along my jaw, as I shift a little, getting used to the thickness of him inside of me.

“Then I’ll meet you in hell, baby,” I muse, slamming my lips back to his, and he responds by tongue fucking my mouth with his.

His fingers tighten around my hips, holding me in place as he slides himself out, before slamming me back down onto him, and when I moan onto his tongue, eager for more, he lets loose. Fucking me with quick snaps of his hips, until I start meetinghim thrust for thrust, riding him with reckless abandon, until sweat is slick on my back.

“So good, Daemon, you feel so fucking good,” I groan, swiveling my hips, and he leans back on one of his hands, letting me take more control.

“That’s it, Golden Boy, ride my cock like a good boy.”

His words elicit something primal inside of me, and I slam his back to the bed, pressing my hands to his chest and using his body as leverage. I ride him hard and fast, feeling him everywhere, chasing a pleasure only he has ever given me, and he watches me with an intensity I can’t describe. His hands reach up and splay across my stomach, tracing each of my abs, before palming my dick and stroking me firmly.

My entire body burns with need and desire, as he fucks my ass and fist until I can feel my release barreling towards me. “I’m gonna come,” I warn him, slamming my hips harder and harder, chasing my release, and he throws his head back, letting free a deep and sensual moan.

“Come for me, baby,” he demands, and that’s all it takes. Four words, and my orgasm explodes from my body. Jets of warm cum spilling on his fist and stomach, as he continues to fuck me. “Oh fuck yes,” he cries, his thrusts becoming sloppy until he finds his release right behind me, spilling inside of me, and pulling my lips back to his.

His kiss this time is lazy and satisfied, as he whispers against my mouth, “Thank you, Arch.”

“For riding you?” I ask with a laugh, panting heavily, and he shakes his head slightly.

“For having my back out there,” he confirms softly, and my heart beats wildly in my chest at his words.

I’m almost sure that, aside from Peters, he’s never had anyone go to bat for him, and the thought only breaks my heart more. I’ve always known what it’s like to have people inmy corner, supporting me every step of the way, and all I can imagine is a young and defenseless Daemon, fighting against his father alone. It’s why I choose my next words carefully.

“I’ve got to go home tomorrow,” I start slowly, leaning up on my elbows, so I can watch his face as I utter my next words. “Come with me?” I ask softly, and as he opens his mouth to respond, I press my fingers to his lips and silence him. “And before you say no, you should know that Aurora is desperate to see you again. Everest wants to meet the man who supposedly tamed me, and my parents have not stopped texting me and asking me if you’re coming with me.” Only once I am done do I remove my fingers, and he smirks.

“So, no pressure then?” he asks, cocking one of his brows at me, and I nod.

“No pressure at all, just meeting my entire family and attending my mother’s annual charity event,” I muse with a smile, and he rolls his eyes, shaking his head slightly.

“Do you want me to go?” he finally asks, and I nod slowly, feeling vulnerable and awkward for admitting it, which is ridiculous considering his cock is still in my ass. “Then yes, I’ll come home with you.”

My answering smile has him pulling me in for another kiss, and despite all the drama of last night, all I can feel is elated. I’m breaking his wall down brick by brick, and for once he is letting me, and now I just have to hope that my family doesn’t scare him away.

Archer and I spent the rest of New Year’s Day losing ourselves in one another, barely coming up for air. It was the perfect day, if I could ever conjure such a thing, which is probably why I agreed so easily to meet his family. Yet as we pull up to a large brownstone in Brooklyn Heights, I am suddenly feeling like my decision was a mistake.I mean, of course his family lives in a fucking brownstone, in New York fucking City.I already know his siblings attend private school in the city, where both his parents work high paying jobs, so why wouldn’t they live in a perfect fucking house too?

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