Page 51 of Fighting the Darkness

This time, Soren doesn’t hesitate as his hands move to his shorts, shoving them down, along with his boxer briefs. I push my sweatpants and boxers down as I watch Soren bend over as requested. I hum to myself because he really does have a biteable ass.

Moving behind him, I grab the lube and tear it open. “Since you’re listening like a good boy, you get to choose. Prep or no?”

Soren glances over his shoulder. “Am I going back to training afterward?”

“No, I think you’re done for the day.” I really don’t think I can deal with him and Wilder in the same room right now. Not that I really want Wilder here either, since he hasn’t really been helping. Shit, maybe I should just work with Freya for the rest of the session.

“Then no prep.”

That makes me chuckle because I know how much Soren likes a bite of pain with his pleasure sometimes. I guess today is one of those days. It means he needs this just as badly as I do. “Okay, handsome.”

I grab the condom, rolling it down my rock-hard cock before adding some lube to my hand and getting myself nice and lubed up. I drizzle the remainder on his ass before notching the head of my cock to his hole. “Are you ready?”

“Just fuck me already, Griffin.”

“It’ll be my pleasure.” I push into him slowly, not wanting to injure him even if he didn’t want the prep.

Soren groans beneath me as I slide deeper and deeper into him, one inch at a time. Once I’m fully seated, I slap my hand down onto his ass cheek. He jumps, clamping down on my dick before letting out a long groan as I soothe away the pain.

“Touch yourself, Sor. Get yourself off while I fuck this tight hole of yours.”

Soren groans again as I start to move, his hand going to his dick. “I love it when you talk dirty to me, Griff.”

That just makes me chuckle as my eyes drop to where we’re connected. I pick up my pace as I slide in and out of him, loving the way he’s stretched around me. I love being inside Soren.

“Harder,” he pants. “Faster.”

And who am I to say no to him? I move one hand to his shoulder so I can pull him toward me on the next thrust. He lets out a moan, and then I’m pounding in and out of him, knowing that I’m hitting him just right. I can make him come just from penetration, but I love making him touch himself. It forces him to hold back his orgasm because he likes it when we come together.

“Please, Griff,” he pleads with me.

“Please, what?” I ask, keeping my pace even. It’s not enough for me to come just yet, but I can tell he’s nearing the edge by the way he’s pulsing around me. He’s trying to stave it off for as long as he can, but he doesn’t have much longer.

He growls but doesn’t say anything for a moment. I know it’s only because he knows that if he demands me to come, then I’ll hold off even longer—either until he comes or until I can’t stand it anymore.

“I need to come, Griff. Come with me, please.” There’s a bit of a whine to his voice, and I know he’s riding that razor’s edge.

“Good boy,” I all but purr. “Since you begged so nicely.”

I pull out, and when I push back inside of him, it pushes his hips into the desk. I hammer into him, working my dick in and out of his tight ass until I’m close.

“Fuck, Sor. I’m going to come,” I warn him.

He cries out. “Thank fuck.”

With one last push of my hips into his, I come inside of him. He cries out again, and he pulses around my cock, milking me for everything I have.

I collapse forward onto his back, panting. I know we can’t stay this way for long or I’ll have to peel us apart, but this is my favorite part of fucking Soren—holding him after we’re both sated. It’s the only time he will allow me to hold him.

Knowing I have people waiting for me, I pull back with a sigh. I hold on to Soren’s hip as I pull out, and I wish I didn’t have to wear a condom. It would look so hot to watch my cum drip from his hole.

I bring my hand down on his ass cheek, and he yelps. “What was that for?”

I shrug. “Because I felt like it?”

I go over to the cabinet on my wall and grab a couple of hand towels, tossing one to Soren before tossing the other over my shoulder. I remove the condom and tie it off before tossing it into the trash can. “I’ve got to get back to Freya. Go shower and head home.”

“Yes, sir,” he purrs, pulling his shorts back up before disappearing.

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