Page 111 of Ronan

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” Deep and authoritative, his voice makes my scalp tingle as his fingers thrust in a steady rhythm. “No matter what I do to you, you aren’t allowed to come.”

“What? Why not?” I whine as he slips out of me, dropping his mouth once more. Spit slides in rivers between my cheeks as he spears his tongue into my hole, groaningwhen I clench around him. The warning he just gave me almost flies out the window as my body tenses.

It should not be so sexy to watch him wipe his chin with his forearm, but it is.

It really fucking is.

Slick glistens down his shaft as he moves to kneel, teasing my entrance with his cock. “You’re not allowed to come anywhere but in me.” His hips nudge forward as he pushes into me, soaked and open for him. “It’s your choice how hard and fast you fuck me. If you want to spend an hour in my ass, do it. If you’d rather fill me with your cum as soon as you’re inside me, you can do that, too.”

“Fuck,” I moan as he thrusts deeper, until his knot catches on my rim.

“And then,” he mutters, grinding against me as my body yields for him, “you’ll be at my mercy.” Ronan leans forward and bites at my chest as I moan louder, my hips flexing up off the bed. “Is that what you want? To spend the entire night loaded full of me again?”

“Yes,” I breathe, whining in protest when he pulls out.

“Flex that needy hole for me.” He rises to his knees, throwing my legs over his shoulders. I’m completely exposed, and his eyes are solid black as he stares.

“Ronan,” I moan, desperately wanting to reach for my cock, only needing a few strokes to hurtle me over the edge. “Ronan, I need to come.”

“And you will,” he promises, thrusting his fingers back inside me, “just not right now. Now be a good boy and give me what I want.” My muscles squeeze, each flex bringing me closer to blowing. “Fuck, that’s it,” he mutters. “So fucking needy.”

“I’m going to come,” I whimper as my cock gives an almost painful throb on my stomach, every muscle in my body spun tight. “It’s too much.”

“Not yet, you aren’t,” he warns, holding his fingers deep inside me. “Don’t you dare.” I fight to stave off the release brewing under my skin, a spurt of pre-cum making me think I’ve lost the battle, but slowly, the tension uncoils.

“Okay.” I push out a heavy exhale. “Yeah, okay… I’m good.”

“So perfect,” he murmurs, and I call out in surprise as he drops his mouth back to my hole, licking and sucking before he kisses a path up my body until we’re face to face.

“How do you want me?” he asks, breathless, spit still glistening on his lips.

“On… on your knees.” He rumbles a contented sound as he shifts to the other side of the bed and positions himself on all fours, arching his spine as I climb to shaky knees. “Don’t I need to prep you?”

“I was prepping myself while I was eating you out. These tails come in handy.”

I almost blow on the spot.

“Now fuck me like you mean it, Cam.” For a second, I just admire the view of his defined body. Ass in the air, tails passively drooped to the side, and the muscles in his shoulders and back popping as he holds himself up. Full and wild, his hair is still damp, and his eyes are dark and hooded as he glances over his shoulder at me.

“Chest on the bed,” I command, and he fuckingpurrsas he lowers himself, his smooth hole slick as he presents himself to me. My palms run over his skin, tracing over the indented muscles in his ass before toying with the base of his tails.

Another red-hot bolt of need rushes through my body as he pushes backward, rubbing against me. “Cam, please,” he whines, and I can’t help the way I shiver.

Ronan is always in control… he’s never the needy one.

Neverbegging.

Reaching between his legs, I give his cock a slow tug, shuddering when I find how wet he is. My hand slides back up, and he lets out a howling moan when I gently squeeze his knot.

“Fuck,” I grunt as my hips jut forward, my cock sliding between his cheeks.

“Do whatever you want to me, but please, dosomething.” I pull back, my thumb moving from his cock to the velvety skin of his hole, exploring with a few light pushes before it slips past his rim. His muscles flex around me, and I suddenly understand why he’s always asking me to do that.

My dickachesas I move my thumb in and out a few times, fascinated as his hole closes as soon as I slip out. Coating my palm in his slick, I slide my fist along my length as my overstimulated nerve endings ignite.

Heart thudding, I notch myself against him, and he moans into the bed as I watch my cock disappear inside him. It’s like he is drawing me in as my hips slam into his ass with a slap, and already, the tension in my body is wild and out of control. The snug squeeze around my sensitive cock has me releasing a sound that’s almost a sob.

I pull out too far and pop free, relishing the way he opens for me again. His sounds are addicting, unrestrained and enthusiastic as I move inside him.

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