Page 41 of With This Ring

Fuck it. I’m jumping off the cliff with him. I’m not going to keep questioning things. What’s the point? Carter won’t let me go.

And I don’t want him to.

“Okay,” I whisper again.

Carter kisses me again, then climbs off the bed and goes to his nightstand rummaging around until he pulls out the lube.

He makes quick work of stretching me out, fucking me with his fingers. He watches my every move, cataloging my every exhalation, every moan, every twitch.

“You sound like a fucking dream, baby,” Carter croons as he removes his fingers. “But now I want you to scream for me. I’m going to fuck you hard enough to make you hoarse. I want you fucking wrecked when I’m done with you.”

I’m wrecked now just listening to him.

He flips me over and pulls my hips off the bed, then pushes my face down onto the mattress. “You look good like this.” Carter slaps my ass, both cheeks stinging from his swats.

“Fuck,” I moan, pushing back for more.

“Oh, I see what you like, baby. Don’t worry. We’ll play one day. For now, I need in you. I’ll take my time later.”

With that, Carter slams into me to the hilt. My mouth opens in a strangled scream, my breath caught in my chest. So good. Feels so fucking good. My ass clenches around him, sucking him in as far as he’ll go.

“Damn, Kai.” He rolls his hips, thrusting into me. “This ass belongs to me.” He grips my waist tight, fucking me hard.

“Yes,” I groan, bouncing my ass back on his cock. “Tell me…how good…I am.”

It’s ridiculous to want him to praise me, but his words always wake up some part of me that makes me feel warm. It makes my entire body come alive. I fucking bloom for him when he tells me I’m good for him.

Carter pulls me up until my back is to his chest, holding me close as he fucks me deep. “You’re so good for me, Kai. Always so good. You’re good at taking my cock. Good at making me come. So fucking good.” He punctuates all his sentences with a deep stroke that knocks against my prostate deliciously.

“Yes, Carter. Yes. Please.”

He reaches down and grasps my dick, jerking me hard and fast. “I love it when you say my name. Love when my pretty baby begs for me.”

“Oh fuck. Oh god. Carter,fuck!”Pleasure licks down my spine and settles into my balls. One more tug on my dick and I’m coming all over the bed, my cock spraying rope after rope of my release in front of me.

Carter bites into my shoulder, groaning as he fucks me harder. The sound of skin slapping fills the room, amplifying my pleasure. My sensitivity doesn’t even matter as I absorb his strokes, his big cock stretching my walls to their limits.

His teeth sink harder into my shoulder as he growls. The sound burrows into my ears, sending another, harder orgasm buzzing through me. I curse and whine as more cum shoots out of me, coating Carter’s fist.

“Your ass is squeezing my dick, baby. Fuck, I’m coming.” He grunts loudly and comes on a shudder. His cum coats my ass, warming me from the inside. His teeth clamping back around my shoulder as he thrusts lazily into me.

I moan tiredly, my throat fucked from my moaning. “Thank you,” I whisper. I’m not only thanking him for fucking mesenseless and for giving me the praise I crave, but also for making it okay to move through our past and be something…more. Something else. Something new.

I’m not sure what’s going to happen between us in the future. There’s someone trying to exterminate both of our families, intent to see us in the dirt. But right now, in this room with Carter, none of that matters. All that matters is us. Me and him. Our union, our pairing, our marriage. Everything else is background noise.

Carter sighs, his warm breath drifting over my shoulder, where his teeth marks are embedded in my skin. “Anything for you, Kaison.”

He rests his head between my shoulder blades and breathes in deeply. It’s not the first time he’s done something like that, and I like it more than I should say.

“You smell so good, Kai. You smell like me.”

“You’re obsessed with me,” I say with a lazy chuckle.

“I am.”

I’m at a loss on what to say, but Carter doesn’t seem to mind. He kisses the back of my neck lightly, then pulls out of me. I groan at the feeling of emptiness, wanting him back inside me.

A hiss flows from my lips as he pushes three fingers inside my hole, fucking them in and out of me slowly. “Love seeing my cum leaking out of this pretty hole. I want to fill you every day.” He gets down on his knees, still fingering my sensitive pucker. “Fuck, you’re gaping, baby.”

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