Page 22 of Mated to the Human: Volume One

“Oh my god, oh my god, Derek.” He panted, one hand grabbing at the sheets and the other reaching behind him to grip a fistful of Derek’s hair.

Derek was relentless.

Hollis sobbed into the pillow, mindless with pleasure. Derek slipped a finger inside him, the pressure a delicious relief, and he came with a long moan, cum pooling on the sheet under his belly.

“Fuck, Hollis.” Derek gasped, raising up enough to kiss along Hollis’s lower back. That finger in him became two and never stopped moving.

“Yes! Please, Derek,” Hollis cried. He wanted that. Wanted Derek to stretch him out. Fill him up. He wanted to feel every inch of Derek sliding inside him.

“Easy, love. I’ll take care of you,” Derek whispered along the skin of his shoulders. Kissing the back of his neck, Derek used his leg to pull Hollis’s further apart, and pressed a third finger into him.

The intrusion burned in the best way, riding the line between too much and not enough. Hollis moved, getting his knees under him and pushing back against those thrusting fingers. “Derek, please, please…”

“Sssh, sweetheart.” All at once, Derek lifted up, giving Hollis room to move.

He scrambled up fully onto his knees, pressing his ass back against Derek.

The bedside drawer opened and closed, then Derek’s hands were back on him. He pressed his fingers into the meat of Hollis’s ass, massaging. “You doing okay, Hollis?”

“I’m good. So good.” His words came out a little slurred, but he really couldn’t be bothered. He’d never felt better.

“Can you turn over for me?”

He did, rolling to his back and letting his legs fall open on either side of Derek’s body. Derek scooted closer, until Hollis’s thighs were draped over each of his.

“Hollis, I need your words. Is this what you want?”

Hollis leaned up, pulling a pillow further under his head so he could see Derek better. “Yes. I want you inside me. Making love to me.”

Derek smiled. He looked down for a moment, picking up the lube bottle and squeezing some into his hand. He stroked his cock once, then pressed two slick fingers into Hollis’s hole.

“Oh wow,” Hollis whispered, arching his back.

Derek leaned forward, bracing one hand beside Hollis’s shoulder and using the other to guide himself to Hollis’s entrance.

Hollis couldn’t look away from the flex of his shoulders, the ripple of his abdomen. He was so beautiful drenched in shadow and the dim light from the window.

“Deep breath,” Derek said and pressed inside.

The burn was more, and Hollis took his lip between his teeth. It wasn’t bad, just so much. He felt so much—so much joy and affection and a pure shot of undiluted hope so strong it scared him. He’d never felt this much for someone. Because of someone.

Derek had both hands on the bed now, rocking his hips gently as he worked himself the rest of the way in.

Hollis couldn’t speak. Could barely breathe. Tears spilled from the corners of his eyes and down his temples. He didn’t realize how badly he needed this. Wanted it. Wanted someone to cherish him as completely as Derek did.

Brushing his lips over Hollis’s, Derek met his gaze. “You with me, sweetheart?”

Hollis kissed him back, bringing his hands up to grip Derek’s sides. “I’m with you. Forever, I’m with you.”

Deepening the kiss, Derek started to thrust. Hollis moaned into his mouth. He was hard again, cock pulsing and dragging against Derek’s belly between them.

Pulling back, Derek panted, mouth open against Hollis’s cheek. “Fuck, I’m not going to last.”

“You don’t have to,” Hollis managed as his pleasure crested again, his orgasm rocketing through him until he couldn’t see beyond the bursts of light behind his closed eyes.

Derek growled, the sound jolting an aftershock out of Hollis, and stilled, eyes closed and mouth open. He rocked in and out a few more times, savoring, before he gently pulled out and collapsed to the side.

“Holy shit,” Hollis said when he got his breath back. His body felt…radiant. Warm and sore in the best way.

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