Page 110 of Monsters within Men
“Say you’re mine,” Noah gasped out, in between low moans. “Say you’reonlymine.”
The sudden demand made Zeke falter for a second. But what he said next was the easiest thing to say in the world. “I’m only yours. Always.”
Noah sat up, clenching his thighs tight as he clutched Zeke to him before twisting them over, pushing Zeke onto his back. He brushed his hand over Zeke’s nipples, tweaking them repeatedly as he took control of the pace. Zeke dug his fingers into Noah’s hips as Noah pushed himself down again and again, deeper than before. The view of his dick pounding into Noah’s body was obscene and made him push up against him even harder.
Zeke placed his hand on Noah’s heart to see if it was beating as hard as his was. The rapidthud thud thudseemed to merge with his own pulse until he wasn’t sure where he stopped and Noah began.
He gripped Noah’s slick, rock-hard cock, and after three hard thrusts, hot liquid ropes spilled over his stomach as Noah cried out. Zeke seared the sound he made into his memory, to replay again and again and again. Incomprehensible garbage came out of Noah’s mouth as he dragged his nails over Zeke’s chest. Then his hands moved down, to lightly grasp Zeke’s balls, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure.
“Come for me, baby,” Noah murmured, the candlelight exposing the look of pure bliss on his face.
Zeke couldn’t hold back anymore. His orgasm rocketed through him, the hardest he’d ever come before, sending his body spasming into euphoric waves as he filled Noah with his own release.
Noah collapsed on top of him, breathing hard, and Zeke, trembling, wrapped his arms around him, securing him, not wanting to pull out of him yet. He stroked small circles on the base of Noah’s back, in the way he knew he liked. A light layer of sweat covered every inch of them, but Zeke shivered, the cold bite of the crypt making its first threat.
They shared a few sloppy, languid kisses.
“That was…”
“Fucking incredible?” Zeke suggested.
Noah laughed, and Zeke wanted to devour him, to climb inside his mouth and never leave him. Zeke went to grab Noah’s hand again, but his fingers brushed against the edges of smashed glass.
“Did you break your watch?”
“Earlier. When saving your ass.”
Zeke gently pushed Noah back, then wriggled out of him to sit up. “Noah… I’m so sorry.”
Noah shrugged. “It’s just a watch. Your life was slightly more important to me.”
“But still…”
Tilting his head up, Noah’s gaze bored into him. The flicker from the candles reflected in his hazel eyes. “Do you know how important you are to me?” he said, expression deadly serious.
Zeke swallowed, his tongue turning to sand in his mouth.
“You are everything to me, Zeke,” Noah whispered. “Everything.”
Hot prickles burned the corner of Zeke’s eyes as he rapidly blinked back more tears. Nobody had ever looked at him this way, and he didn’t know what to do with the overwhelming feelings that threatened to consume him.
He fumbled for something more profound to say before settling for, “You’re everything to me too,” while wrapping locks of Noah’s hair around his finger.
“Can you help me with something?”
“Anything.”
“I still haven’t opened my uncle’s package.”
“The thing he gave you months ago?”
After untangling themselves, they quickly redressed—it really was far too cold to be sitting in a crypt naked—then Noah reached for his rucksack and unzipped an inner compartment to take out the small but bulging brown envelope.
“Why did you bring that? How am I helping you, exactly?”
Noah sighed. “Just by opening it with me. I don’t know why I’ve put it off this long.”
Zeke watched as Noah tore open the package, holding it slightly apart from him as if it were a poisonous snake about to bite. Noah seemed to hold his breath; the air around them felt oppressive with silence.
