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I shivered in response as his promise became my reality. He took hold of my legs and draping them over his shoulders, pressing his cock to my hole. The entire time we stared at each other, unable to look away, like neither of us could believe this was happening.

Inch by inch, he worked his big cock inside me. I was so full, and yet it wasn’t enough. Silas pumped his hips and pushed all the way inside me, and my eyes rolled back in my head.

“Oh God,” I moaned as I dug my heels into his back. “Don’t stop. Please.”

“Damien.”

He was shaking hard as he pushed all the way inside me, holding on tight to his control.

“I’m good. I swear,” I pleaded. “Don’t hold back.”

Silas gripped my ass cheeks and thrust into me, slowly at first, letting me adjust. I clawed at the bedsheets and rocked my hips, trying to take more of him, showing him that I was ready for all the fucking.

“Bossy,” Silas teased.

“Fucking right.”

He dug his knees into the mattress, and lifted my ass, rutting into me, harder, faster, taking complete ownership of my body. I was totally at his mercy in this position, and when every thrust of his cock nailed my prostate, sparks of pleasure raced up and down my body. All I could do was hold on and ride the incredible wave.

“So good,” Silas panted. “You’re mine. Only mine.”

“Yes.”

“You belong to me.”

“Yes, baby, yes.”

He snuck one hand around to tease my cock, stroking me off in time with his thrusts. He was all over me, inside me,and I couldn’t get enough. The room echoed with the sound of our moans and grunts as we clawed at each other, desperate to come. The bed groaned and I wondered if the whole thing would collapse underneath us.

My climax was building so fast and sharp that I knew I wasn’t going to last.

“You ready?” He groaned. “I’m gonna fill your tight hole with my cum.”

“Give it to me.”

Silas finally let loose, gripping my thighs and pummeling my ass, fucking me like a man possessed. I was as gone as he was, trying to get him as deep inside me as he could get.

“Oh fuck, I’m coming.” Silas’s body locked up tight, his neck and forearms rigid. “Damien!”

Hot cum flooded my ass as he continued fucking me. All it took was one more thrust and I slipped over the edge and joined him, the orgasm completely annihilating me, every nerve ending firing at once. My legs finally slipped off his shoulders, and I wrapped them around his waist.

“You okay?” Silas asked me.

“The… bed,” I panted.

“What about it?”

“Still… not… broken.”

Silas chuckled and kissed me.

“Is that a challenge?”

“Are you a hockey player?”

CHAPTER 32

DAMIEN

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