10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Liam

T he way his dark lashes fluttered open almost brought me to my knees. It was slow, seductive, and it fucking ended me.

I needed to make him see before we left. I couldn’t do and say everything I wanted at my family’s house.

My sweet pup is loud. Gods, I love that.

“I was tempted to spank some sense into you, but I have a better idea.” Burying my face in his neck I nibbled his soft skin, enjoying his breath speeding up.

“Have you been with anyone since we were together?”

“No,” he groaned.

“Me neither.”

There’s nobody I want but you.

“And I daresay you have a plug at home?”

He cursed. “Of course.”

Tilting his chin up, I made him look at me.

“Show me to your bedroom, pup.”

His dark, soulful eyes hung on mine for a moment, then he nodded. They dipped to my groin when he turned. Like any Scotsman, I wore nothing under my kilt. It resembled a makeshift tent in the woods more than a piece of clothing.

“You notice there’s something we need to deal with before we go out there, or I might accidentally take someone’s eye out.”

His carefree laugh rang like music in my ear.

“Take your clothes off and get on your bed for me, will you?”

Rhys exhaled shakily and nodded.

“Hands and knees at the end of your bed. Lube? Toys?”

“The bedside table,” he breathed, tilting his chin at the small white nightstand.

He kept his toys where the entire world kept theirs, but still…the fact that I knew that filled me with giddy excitement.

I weighed the carefully sorted plugs, deciding on the second largest—lilac and made from medical silicone—and a tube of high-end lube.

The sight that greeted me when I turned back to Rhys halted me in my tracks. He’d gotten on the bed as I requested, his perfect arse facing the end of the mattress.

Dark hair lightly fuzzed his thighs, but the rest of him was almost hairless.

I put the toy and lube next to him, shrugged out of my jumper, and unbuckled my kilt. Getting cum out of it was doable but an unnecessary hassle.

He trembled at my touch.

“Shh, pup,” I tried to calm him. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you fly.” Leaning in, I kissed his left cheek, gripped the right and spread him open for me.

“Oh fuck, Daddy,” he half sobbed when I buried my face in his ass. I could only guess how good the contrast of my scruffy beard and warm mouth felt on his sensitive skin.

I teased him open with my tongue, living for the shudders and goosebumps wracking his body.

“Thank you, Daddy,” he moaned, resting his upper body on his forearms to give me even better access to his hole.

“No, thank you , pup. You can thank me later when I’ve bred you, the plug is in, and you’ve met my family while you’re still stuffed with my cum.”

A violent tremble shook his body to the core, and I saw his dick twitch, a heavy drop of pre-cum dripping from his tip to the duvet.

“I see you approve of my idea.” He shuddered again when he heard me open the lube. I coated my fingers, then spread it over his hole before slipping my index finger inside him.

“So tight, pup. Hestia, I can’t wait to be back inside you. I missed that perfect ass. I missed you.” Pressing another kiss on the small of his back, I slid one more finger in.

“Missed you too, Daddy.” Rhys struggled with the words, forcing them out between lewd moans. I needed to be inside him now, or I’d blow touch-free.

Adding another finger to ease him open just a tad more, I squeezed lube on my cock and some more on him.

He met me with no resistance, letting me inside his body as if that’s where I belonged.

Fuck if it doesn’t feel like I do.

“Oh shit, Liam,” he half sobbed, teeth digging into his own forearm.

“Get up on your hands, Rhys.” My voice shook with the strain of not coming immediately.

He’s so tight, it’s killing me.

“Can’t,” he whined through his teeth.

“Yes, you can. For no pleasure in the world will I stand by and watch you hurt yourself.”

He huffed but let go of his arm and pushed up on his hands.

“Stop being so perfect, Liam.”

“Only when you do the same.” I kissed his back, then took a firm hold on his shoulders and moved in him.

The snug grip of his ass around my cock liquified my brain in my skull, stripped my control, and sped me up. I thrust inside like an animal possessed.

Rhys whined and moaned, his spine arching and head thrown back.

Slinging one arm around his chest, I brought him up, fucking him as if my life depended on it. With the other, I fisted his cock, stroking him in time with my deep thrusts until he cried out.

Gods, he is so loud when he comes. I love it.

His hot release coated my jerking fingers as he clenched around my cock, forcing me to fill him.

“Pup,” I groaned desperately, hiding my face in his neck. My climax felt like it would never end, as he squeezed every last drop out of my balls with each successive grip of his powerful muscles around me.