Page 23 of Arch
Keggan’s breath hitches, his face flushing, and I feel it—the heat between us, the same fire from the safehouse.
He’s fighting it, fighting me, but his body betrays him, leaning into my grip.
“Fuck you,” he mutters, but there’s no venom, just raw need. “Now make me yours, Daddy…”
I don’t need asking twice. Keegan may have had a couple of beers, but there’s no doubting how enthusiastically he wants this.
With a flurry of activity, we’re both naked and tumbling around my place, working our way toward the bedroom as our hands grip, grab, and squeeze their way around one another’s bodies.
“Protection?” I ask, looking over toward my cupboard.
“I’m cool without if you are,” Keegan says, breathless. “I’m clean. And I trust you.”
The time for talking is over. I pick Keegan up by his waist and toss him onto the bed, his lithe and strong body landing on the mattress, his hard cock slapping onto his stomach.
“Fuck me,” Keegan says, immediately turning onto all fours and spreading his ass cheeks for me.
“I think you’ve forgotten who the Daddy is,” I reply. “We’re going to do this my way.”
With that, I lie on the bed and watch as Keegan squats over me.
“Turn around and lube that tight ass for Daddy,” I say, watching as Keegan reaches for the lube in the cupboard. “I want to see you work those fingers in, prepare yourself for me.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Keegan replies, his fingers already sticky with lube as he spreads and begins to massage them over his small, pink ass hole. “Like this?”
“Exactly like that,” I growl, my hands on my cock, working it, taking great pleasure in how willing Keegan is to follow my lead without question. “Enough. Now sit on my cock.”
Keegan tentatively hovers over my cock as I hold it upright, the feeling of his lubed ass easing itself onto my thick, throbbing dick head making me smile with a look of the purest, most wicked lust on my face.
“Now, sit!” I command, taking matters into my own hands and easing the boy all the way down. “Bounce for Daddy. Make me cum. Show me what a bad boy you truly are.”
It’s not long before Keegan is moaning in ecstasy as he bounces on my cock, his lean body working hard to keep balance with a little assistance from me.
And as I feel my cock erupt and shoot wave after wave of my seed deep inside the boy, I see Keegan’s hard cock spurt and shoot up in the air and all over his toned, rippled chest and stomach.
“Daddy, that was… fuck… that was…” Keegan says, barely able to finish his sentence as he rides out the last drops of my cum and hauls himself off my dick and flops onto the bed next to me.
“I know, boy, I know,” I reply.
After, we’re both breathing hard, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. I pull back, my chest heaving, and fix him with a hard stare.
That was superb. But I can’t let it get in the way of the fact that the Wolf Riders might be in a war right now. I have to keep my mind on the game at hand…
“This doesn’t change anything,” I say, my voice rough but firm. “That was a one-time thing, Keegan. You want more, youcommit—to the Wolf Riders, to me. No half-measures.”
The boy’s sprawled on the bed next to me, his hair a mess, his eyes still dark with want but clouded with doubt. “
You’re a real piece of work, Arch,” Keegan says, a laugh escaping. “You make me want to stay, have me ride you like a stallion, then tell me it’s not enough.”
The boy’s got a way with words, I’ll give him that.
Before I can respond, my phone buzzes. It’s Clay, his message short and brutal…
CLAY: Got a problem. Confirmed—someone’s leaking to the Vipers. Traitor in the MC. We’re digging. Whoever it is, they better realize that this is the end for their sorry existence once we catch up with them.
My gut twists, the words hitting like a sucker punch.
A traitor?
