Page 105 of Wicked Games

I’m still pissed as hell about everything that went down tonight, especially him leaving my room, but I don’t want to hurt him. I just can’t be gentle right now.

He doesn’t resist as I spin him around and yank down his pants. He gasps and arches his back as he plants his hands on the wall in the perfect submissive pose.

A feral growl tears from my throat as I dig a packet of lube I grabbed out of one of the many bowls of lube and condoms that were littered around the floor earlier out of my pocket and tear it open with my teeth. I’m barely able to focus as I shove my pants down so they puddle around my ankles and squirt the lube onto my aching dick. I take a second to slick myself up, then smear some over his hole.

“Who’s ass is this?” I growl in his ear and shove one finger inside him.

He pushes back against me. “Yours! It’s yours,” he cries desperately.

“Fucking right it is.” I shove a second finger in with the first. “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” he practically sobs and squeezes around my fingers. “Only you.”

“I hope to fuck you’re ready for me,” I say, nearly as delirious as he is as I pump my fingers to loosen him up.

“Do it,” he begs. “Fuck me, big brother.”

With a feral cry that comes from deep inside me, I pull my fingers out of him and notch my cock against his softened hole.

His cry is equally loud and wild as I sink into him, and the sight of his body swallowing my dick is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

I barely pause when I’m fully sheathed and snap my hips back until only my cockhead is holding him open, then surge forward until our skin slaps together and I’m as deep inside him as possible.

“Oh god, oh fuck,” he cries as I grab his thighs and haul him back against my thrusts.

“Tell me right fucking now if it’s too much,” I say through gritted teeth.

“So good,” he chokes out and grabs his dick, his arm moving furiously as he strokes himself.

I shift my hips, searching out his prostate. I know I’ve found my mark when he lets out a guttural cry and clenches around me.

Keeping that angle, I drive into him. I’m not being gentle, and he doesn’t want me to be as he pushes back against my cock and begs for me to go harder and faster, even though that’s pretty much impossible at this point.

We’re being loud and reckless, but that only makes everything hotter. I want everyone to hear us, want them to know how much my stepbrother loves taking my cock.

I want them to hear me claim him so they know he’s mine.

“Killian,” he gasps, his hand moving furiously under him. “I can’t…”

Letting go of his thighs, I curl my body around his and bat his hand away from his cock.

He lets me take over, and I stroke him in time with my thrusts.

He’s babbling now, begging me to fuck him, to make him come. I try to hold back so I don’t hurt him, but he’s having none of it and starts pushing back on me, forcing me to go as hard and fast as possible.

He’s so desperate for it, so eager that my body tightens, and I feel my orgasm building deep inside me.

“Tell me how much you love my cock,” I growl in his ear.

“So much,” he chokes out. “Love when you fuck me. Want you in me always.”

My entire body stiffens at his words, and I don’t even have time to pull out before I’m coming, and by the way Felix grabsmy ass and yanks me against him, he doesn’t want me to pull out either.

Giving in to my release, I sink my teeth into the meaty part of his shoulder and pump my hips as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt explodes from deep inside of me, and I empty deep inside him.

When my orgasm is finally over, I tear my mouth from his shoulder and pull out of him so I can spin him around.

His eyes are wild, his cheeks and neck are flushed red, and his cock is so hard it feels like a steel pipe as it presses into my thigh.

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