Page 122 of The Bro Pact
“Mmm, you taste like peaches,” Ren moans against my lips while we make out on the king-sized air mattress in our new bedroom.
“You do too,” I chuckle, nipping at his bottom lip.
The overhead light is off, leaving only the twinkle lights on the wall above us. It’s romantic and the mood feels right, so I reluctantly pull away and reach into my back pocket for something I’m a little nervous to give him.
“Here,” I say, my heart skipping a beat as I hand him the friendship bracelet.
The one with my initial on it.
The one he threw at me before he stormed out of my house and out of my life.
“Ky . . .” he whispers, clearly choked up.
“Take it,” I beg. “I need to see it on your wrist.Please.”
I need to see that he’s actually mine again.
“Okay,” Ren whispers, accepting the gift and strapping it back on his wrist. “Thank you.”
His eyes darken as he watches me put on the matching leather cuff with aWengraved into it.
Ren’s lips are back on mine, tempting me to devour his body yet again.
I can’t get enough of him.
Grabbing the lube, I prep him quickly, sliding into his tight heat with a familiar squeeze that has my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
Ren clings to me, wrapping his arms and legs around my body and holding on for dear life while I pound into him.
But I want to see the cuff on his wrist marking him as mine.
Pulling out carefully, I flip Ren onto his stomach, manhandling him and spreading his legs before I slide right back in.
We both groan at the stretch as our bodies fit together perfectly.
I grab his wrists, pinning his arms above his head with one hand, so he has no choice but to lie there and take a pounding. He’s at my mercy—his tight, delicate hole squeezing my cock like a vise.
Staring down at theKon his wrist, a surge of possessiveness rolls through me and I pick up speed, fucking him harder than I ever have before.
I need to show him this hole is mine.
Forever.
A strangled cry tears from Ren’s throat, and he turns his head, muffling his screams with the pillow.
Holy shit.
He’s coming hands-free.
I growl savagely, something terrible taking over as I pump my hips until his spasming body milks every last drop out of me.
Collapsing on top of Ren, I leave my twitching cock inside him for a minute.
He groans, half in pain, half in pleasure, so I pull out.
Ren hisses when I spread his cheeks, watching in fascination as his hole pulses, pushing my load out slowly.
That’s hot.
