“Demanding slave.” I did it again, spreading spit all over him, watching it drip down his crack. “Ready for fingers?” I lubed up.
His throat hitched with a swallow, and he looked at me. Temporarily lost for words, he just breathed and nodded, biting that damn lip again. Unsure if there was a protocol but way too worked up to overthink it, I slowly slid one finger inside him, watching his face slacken as I did.
“Still a bottom?” I asked, making sure.
“Yes. A million yesses.” He bit down on his lip.
I pumped my finger, watching it disappear inside him. When I added a second, he bit down harder. “If you keep biting your lip like that, I’m going to bite it for you.”
“Ah, do it.”
Lifting upright on my knees, I tugged his lip free and dragged my teeth across it. My two fingers curled inside him while he moaned straight into my mouth. He dropped his cock and grabbed my nape, forcing my mouth against his.
“I’m begging,” he rasped.
I kissed him harder, pumping my two middle fingers. “You aren’t ready.”
“Nate,” he moaned, trying to goad me.
Stretching him until his thighs clamped around my torso, I felt a rush of power that brought on cockiness. “Say it.”
He groaned.
“Come on, Xavi. Beg harder for what you really want.”
He moaned.
“Xavi,” I warned.
With his hand tightening on the back of my neck and his ass riding my fingers, he broke the kiss, looked me straight in the eye, and demanded, “Fuck me. Make me a bottom.”
CHAPTER18
XAVI
Maddox saidI’d beg for it, but I had no idea I’d be delusional with need and goddamn whining for it.
“Fuck me,” I repeated, grabbing the back of Nate’s neck. “Please, hurry up and fuck me before I lose all my dignity.” Somewhere between him putting his tongue in my ass and his fingers doing magical things, he bit my lip and turned me into a starved man. I’d been hungry before, but nothing compared to this level of feral appetite. I got caught somewhere between a needy brat trying to get laid and a wild beast, ready to take what I wanted.
“What dignity?” Nate asked, his cock brushing my hole.
Yeah, I had none of that. Which was why I couldn’t wait for him to be calm and gentle, easing his way inside me. I grabbed his hips, pulling so hard that his lubed cock sank inside me in one hard push. It hurt like a motherfucker but sated my hunger in a way that made me feel drunk on fulfilled cravings.
“Shit, Xavi,” Nate grabbed the back of the couch for balance. “Are you okay, you pushy bitch?”
My eyes fluttered and my ass spasmed, adjusting at a faster pace than it was ready for. When Nate tried to pull back, I held him there and growled. “Don’t. Fucking. Move.” I stared at his chest, wanting to sink my teeth into his pecs.
“I can’t decide if you’re sexy or crazy right now. The mind fuck of it is hot, though.” He reached down, tilting my chin until I looked up at him. “Are you okay? Answer me.”
Ifeltcrazy. Crazy with lust and sexy because of it. With his cock buried inside me and a concoction of pure want and desire surging through my veins, I’d never felt sexier. I felt pain and satisfaction morph together into a cocktail of something I’d chase forever. I felt a connection snap into place, like it’d been waiting all our lives to finally settle there. I felt a closeness to Nate that made me want to cry with relief.
Because…this. This was what had been missing from every hookup we had over the past few years. Nothing ever felt right because this part had been denied. I never even knew how badly my body craved it, but now that I had it, I knew it was the only thing I’d ever want. We worried about turning things sexy between us, and even though I’d basically forced him to fuck me at my pace, and he was currently staring at me, wondering if he’d hurt me, nothing had ever felt easier.
Nate was my person. And I was his. The sex wasn’t the scary part like we’d thought. The acceptance of the shift in relationship would be—the mingling of friendship and romance. I wasn’t afraid of it anymore.
“I’m so good, Nate.” I sighed in painful bliss. “Are you?”
“Are you hurt?”