Page 36 of Take No Prisoners
Niall's hips stuttered above him. He bore down around Efren's cock and cried out as the first ropes of cum hit his chest.
"Fuck, yes Efren!"
Efren continued to stroke Niall's cock as his own orgasm built like a tidal wave, threatening to take him under at any moment.
Niall leaned down and licked his spend from Efren's chest, his eyes dark pools as he slurped it into his mouth. He kissed Efren, the salty-sweet mixture bursting on his tongue.
Niall broke the kiss as he continued to ride Efren's cock. "Come inside me, Efren. I want to feel it."
Niall trailed breathy kisses down his jaw. He sucked Efren's earlobe into his mouth. Efren saw stars behind his eyelids as he thrust up into Niall with all his might. His orgasm rolled over him like a warm summer storm, as fast as it was intense. He grabbed Niall's shoulders and pulled him down for another kiss, letting his body confess his gratitude. He craved more, even as he rode out his orgasm with erratic thrusts.
Niall's cock had softened a bit after he came, but he rebounded quickly. He was almost as hard again as Efren tugged at his foreskin and dug his thumb into the slit.
Efren was not so lucky. His cock softened, and he slipped free of Niall's tight channel.
Instead of switching places with him, Niall held him down with one hand as he pried the stopper off the oil with the other. "I've dreamed of this."
Efren didn't have time to question the statement before Niall's slick fingers were inside him, opening him up. His ring of muscle always seemed too tight after sex, like it was somehow connected to his cock. He forced himself to relax around Niall's fingers, taking them in. Soon, he was riding them, writhing on his back and pressing against Niall for more stimulation. He'd never bothered to switch roles like this before, always thinking he was too needy to want more. Now, he couldn't get enough.
Niall twisted his fingers, pressing against the bundle of nerves that threatened to set Efren on fire each time. It had been too long since he'd been fucked. He was going to shoot off like a cannon enchantment all over again before Niall got inside him.
"Need you now." He'd tried to be firm and commanding, but his voice was barely a whisper.
Niall didn't make him wait. While Niall slicked his cock with more of the oil, Efren pulled his knees to his chest for better access to his hole. In one smooth motion, Niall entered him.
Efren forced his muscles to relax and take him in, letting the sting melt into pleasure until Niall was fully seated inside him. Needing somewhere else to put his legs, he wrapped them around Niall's back and yanked him down for another kiss.
As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted to stay wrapped up in Niall for the rest of the day. Maybe forever.
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Niall
Holy shit. Niall was inside Efren, and it was as wonderful as everyone claimed. In the span of a quarter-hour, Niall had gone from being a virtual virgin to being fucked and now fucking the sexy pirate captain.
So far, the captain seemed unaware of his inexperience. Klaus had always said confidence was key. Niall had faked it by taking charge of the oil and working himself open, something he'd done often enough before pleasuring himself with the ceramic dildo he'd crafted in the pottery shop. It had been his sweetest reward, the first time Master Othelio had left him alone for a week. That's how long it had taken to cast, fire, and glaze the thing so it didn't cut him or break off in his ass.
He owed all of his confidence to his creation, but it paled in comparison to the real thing. Efren had felt amazing inside him, but nothing could have prepared him for the tight pressure surrounding his cock with warmth.
Niall broke their kiss to mutter, "You feel amazing."
"When are you going to move?" Efren teased.
"When I know I'm not going to come too soon and spoil it for you." He arched his back, trapping Efren's hard and leaking cock between them. "You seem to be enjoying this."
Efren's laugh was high and needy. "I would enjoy it more if you—"
Niall pulled his hips back, wary of pulling out too far and hurting Efren. After a few experimental tries, he found his bearing and increased his speed and force, rocking into Efren with the rhythm of the waves lapping against the ship. It took all his will to keep his eyes open, watching Efren's every move as he writhed beneath him and moaned with each thrust.
Efren surprised him by wrapping powerful arms around his shoulders and moving against him, bringing their bodies together so forcefully Niall worried he would crush the captain. He worked his oil slicked hand between them to grab Efren's cock and lifted himself on an elbow to watch.
Efren begged the ceiling for, "More, gods, please." His gray eyes were almost black with pleasure as he continued to thrust into Niall's hand at the same pace Niall pounded into him.
Efren locked gazes with him. An entire conversation passed between them as they continued to move, their pleasure building to its peak.
Efren shouted Niall's name as he came. Niall loved the way the captain gave himself over to pleasure so completely, his eyes drifting closed, his breath coming in harsh pants, his cock pulsing hot ropes of cum between them.
Niall kissed him again, and Efren's every touch, movement, and joyful sound coaxed him to let go of the stranglehold he had on his pending orgasm. He collapsed on Efren's chest with a moan as his cock pulsed in ecstasy. He laughed as oversensitivity gripped him. He'd never felt anything like it, even as his cock rallied and stayed nestled inside Efren.
