Page 69 of Full Body Hit: Part 2
He was unable to stop himself from palming Chase’s abdomen, trying to feel himself there below the muscles and organs, splitting Chase in two.
Chase started letting out small, cracked noises, wiggling in place, and Auston moved slowly, slipping out, the clench of Chase’s rim indescribable, walls soft and spongy, the tip of his cock rubbing against what had to be Chase’s cervix as he thrust in again.
“Daddy,” Chase blubbered, reaching up for him, and Auston leaned in for a desperate kiss, more a need for contact than anything else. He rocked his hips, mind still reeling at how fuckingdeephe was.
The longer Auston fucked him, the more Chase was shaking, eyes rolled back and unseeing, quickening the pace, now, long drags of his cock in and out, bumping against Chase’s cervix and making him cry out.
Chase’s cock was almost purple where it rested on his stomach, trails of precome everywhere, length twitching with every thrust. Auston wrapped a hand around it, but Chase flinched, pushing Auston away.
“No, please, I can’t.”
Auston let him go. “Gonna come just on my cock, honey?”
Chase nodded wildly. “I can’t…it feels…”
Auston fucked him a little harder, a thready whine leaving Chase. “It feels, what?”
Chase opened and closed his mouth soundlessly, hands grasping at nothing.
“More, baby?”
Chase took a while to react, going, “Oh, God. God, please.”
Auston let go. Not completely—he didn’t want to break Chase, not yet—but he leaned back and gave it to him, long, hard thrusts that got him deep.
Chase lost it. He thrashed, clutching the sheets and pulled, moans knocked out of him, spit on his lips. He didn’t seem capable of opening his eyes, rolled back and eyelids fluttering. His cock twitched every time he was filled, everything a mess of slick and precome.
Auston was heating up, everything in him turning molten, searing his core, thighs clenching, cock swallowed up again and again by Chase’s body. He couldn’t fucking believe he got to do this, that Chase could take him, could like it so much, whining and begging and desperate for it.
“A-Ah,” Chase shouted suddenly, and then he was coming, shots of white across his chest, hole clenching so hard Auston could barely move.
Auston fucked him through it, hanging on by a thread, wanting it so much he was crazy with it, until he couldn’t take it anymore, the pressure and slickness too much, spilling deep into Chase with a shout.
He whited out, washed clean. He collapsed, cock still drooling, sensitive in the tight grasp of Chase’s body.
Everything quieted. Auston buried his face in Chase’s neck, licking the sweat there even though it was devoid of the Omega’s real scent. It was just nice to be close, Chase winding lazy arms around him, their bodies heavy with satiated pleasure.
It took a moment for Auston to pull out, Chase letting out a thin noise but not protesting further. Auston couldn’t let him go long enough to get something to clean them up, and Chase seemed to be just as needy, burrowing into Auston’s chest, trembling slightly.
Auston moved them just long enough to take Chase’s garter and stockings off. Auston stroked his back, his ass, his thighs.Chase curled into him, so close they could be one body and one soul.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHASE
Chase woke up aching in the best way.
He was sore in places he’d never even thought about, deep inside, his rim sensitive, skin a little raw as if it could light up at the slightest friction.
It was also the first time he’d woken up with Auston naked, the Alpha’s big body crushing him to the mattress so that it was difficult to pull in a complete breath.
It was perfect.
Auston felt like the best nest Chase had ever built. The place he wanted to go to if things were tough. His warm skin, the sleepy, even cadence of his breaths—it was a shelter.
They’d left their phones somewhere unreachable, probably without battery and in their pants pockets, but Chase could tell from the thin light spilling through the window that it was still early. He let himself doze, suspended at the surface of sleep, dipping under every now and again before his body solidified again, stronger this time.
A low, rumbling growl went down his spine as Auston woke up. The body on Chase’s shifted, arm wiggling under him and pulling so that they rolled to their sides, plastered together.
