Page 26 of Distant Heart

“It’s one of my best features.” Illya slid down Rexton’s body and then dipped a hand beneath the sheets, grasping the end of his t-shirt. He maintained eye contact as he slowly rolled it up, exposing Rex’s chest. The second his thumbnail flicked over Rexton’s right nipple, the other man moaned and arched into the touch. “What happened to the resistance from last night?”

“That game is old,” Rex said, voice already breathy and filled with lust.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I want a new one.”

“Too bad.” He bent and captured that perky bud between his teeth, rolling it before giving a hard suck that had Rexton bucking. “I’m not interested in playing any more games with you.”

Rex frowned. “What do you call this then?”

“This?” He bit him again, a little harder. “This is fucking, baby.”

“Weren’t you just trying to convince me that wasn’t your end goal?”

“Not at all,” Illya corrected. “I said I wasn’t trying to placate you just to get you to spread your legs for me, and that’s the truth.” His hand wandered down past his navel until he found Rexton’s swollen dick.

“Your actions make it hard to believe you,” he stated, though he lifted his hips to meet Illya’s palm as he started to beat him off. “You didn’t even give me pants.”

“You’re dripping for me,” Illya pointed out. “You need this.”

His eyes narrowed. “I know what you’re doing.”

“Yeah, pleasuring my man.” Illya rolled his thumb over Rexton’s flushed crown and dipped his nail into his slit. “Making you feel good.” He glanced down, enthralled by Rexton’s silky skin and the way his dick looked in his hand. His balls had drawn up and he was gushing all over the place, Illya’s fingers already slick with precome.

“Don’t just stare at it.” Rexton was gasping and clawing at the sheets, his desperation apparent.

“I’m notjustdoing that,” he teased, wringing his hand the way he knew Rex liked, laughing when that was enough to send his boyfriend over the edge.

Rexton cursed as he came, spurts of come shooting up into the air as his eyes rolled back.

Illya only gave him a few seconds to enjoy it on his own before he pounced, flipping Rexton over and yanking him onto his hands and knees. He had two fingers shoved knuckles deep inside of him before the first complaint was able to leave Rexton’s lips.

“Good Light!” Rex glared at him over his shoulder. “What are you doing? I just came!”

“Sure,” he shrugged and aimed his cock, “but I haven’t.”

He grabbed onto Rexton’s waist and pulled him back to meet his thrust. After all the times they’d done it last night, his cock slid in easily, like being welcomed home, and he groaned as he started hammering into what was his.

“Illya, wait!” Rexton dropped his forehead down, his hands collecting the pillow in a death grip. “It’s too much! You’ve already broken me!”

“Have I?” His gaze wandered to the bracelet, and he grunted. “Liar.”

Rexton was going to try to leave, that much was crystal clear in the way the other guy had acted normal upon waking. He thought all of their conversations last night had merely been a part of the game he’d initiated, but he was wrong.

“It’s time I teach you a lesson, xa’us,” he said darkly, fingers digging into Rexton’s hips as he wildly fucked him, the noises coming out of Rex growing louder and louder with each battering of Illya’s large cock. “You thought you could come here and tease me and then go on your merry way like nothing happened? I don’t think so.”

“Ill!” One of his hands blindly reached back, pressing against Illya’s right thigh. “Please!”

“You’ve been begging me to stop a lot, you know that?”

“Yes! Because you’ve already beaten my ass raw! Damn it, I’m probably swollen!”

“You are.” Illya liked it. Liked the way his hole was puffy and dark pink. Liked the way it still spread to take him and sucked him down. “You’re practically squeezing my dick off, baby, yet you’re going to pretend you don’t like it?”

“It hurts, motherfucker!”

Illya wrapped a hand around the front of Rexton’s throat and hauled him up. Gravity helped sink him even deeper inside the other man, but he didn’t stop thrusting, spearing up into him with enough force to cause Rexton’s entire body to jerk.He kept his hand around his throat, pinning him to his chest, teeth scraping over the curve of Rexton’s shoulder and then his jawline as his mouth explored.

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