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“Be a good boy for Daddy,” Raze says, breathless as he pulls away from me and lifts my legs up in the air and folds them backtoward my shoulders. “Hold them in place. I need a clear run on this tight little ass.”
“Yes, sir,” I reply, gasping with pleasure as Raze dives down and flicks his tongue over my asshole, expertly swirling and flicking in a way that has my entire body reacting.
“Don’t get carried away, I don’t want that cock spurting before I’m done,” Raze growls, reaching and slapping my hard cock from side to side. It’s playful but far from gentle—and I like it.
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan, bucking my hips a little by way of encouraging another slap.
Raze duly gives me what I crave, and soon enough we settle into a rhythm of my Daddy alternating between slapping my erect cock and pleasuring and prepping my asshole for his own monstrously big dick.
“Enough,” Raze growls. “I want you to howl for me. Just like you did outside, in front of everyone. But this time I want you to howl when you feel my cock inside you. And the deeper I go, the louder you howl. Got it?”
I nod, bite my lip, and prepare for Raze’s full eight inches as he flips me onto my front and guides me onto my hands and knees.
“Howwwwwwwwwwww!” I moan, the sensation of Raze’s wet cock pushing up against my hole and easing its way in making me lose all control.
“Damn, if that’s the howl we’re starting with, I think the entire club is going to hear you by the time we’re done,” Raze chuckles, spanking my ass cheeks and pressing his thick, long cock deeper inside me, all the way in fact. “Now show Daddy how hard you want it.”
I reach for a pillow and bite down momentarily as I feel my ass accommodate Raze in a way that I have never experienced before. It’s tight, Raze ishuge, but I want to push him harder, make him fuck my brains out.
Before long, I’m howling, bouncing back and forth on Raze’s cock as his thrusts gets harder and faster too. My ass cheeks are clapping for my Wolf Rider Daddy and I’m howling so loud that the entire town can probably hear me, let alone the other Wolf Riders.
“Daddy… Daddy… I’m going to… I can’t stop it,” I gasp, feeling my orgasm rise up inside me, unstoppable, ready to blow.
“So cum then,” Raze bellows, gripping me tight and sending his own thrusts into overdrive. “A Daddy and his boy can cum together!”
And just like that, the pair of us climax together, as one.
I feel Raze’s cum shoot deep inside me, hot and thick. And as my own cock stiffens, trembles, and shoots its seed all over the bedsheet, I feel my entire body and mind connect with Raze.
We might be like two animals fucking in the wild, but this is a connection that goes way beyond just sex. I know now for sure in my heart of hearts that Raze is the man I have been searching for my whole life. Raze is my Daddy. And I want it to be that wayforever…
Chapter 10
Raze
I’m lying on the bed, my chest heaving, sweat cooling on my skin, the air thick with the scent of us—leather, lust, and something deeper, something that’s been building since I first laid eyes on Nico in that damned warehouse.
The boy is beside me, his lean body sprawled across the sheets, his bandaged arm resting on my chest, his blue eyes half-lidded but bright, like they’re holding onto the afterglow of what we just shared. His ass is still red from the public spanking outside, and the way he howled for me, taking every thrust, every inch, has my cock stirring again just thinking about it.
But it’s more than that.
It’s the way Nico turned and looked at me when he came, like I was his whole world, like I was the home he’s been running toward his whole life.
I turn my head, catching his gaze, and my heart does something it hasn’t done in years—skips, like a kid tripping over his own feet. Nico’s hair falls into his eyes, and his lips, swollen from our kisses, curve into a soft, almost shy smile.
Nico’s beautiful, all sharp cheekbones and defiance, but right now, he’s soft, open,mine. I’ve spent most of my adult life with the Wolf Riders MC, enforcing, fighting, bleeding for my brothers, but nothing’s ever felt as right as this moment, with Nico’s warmth pressed against me, his breath steady, his trust absolute.
“Nico,” I say, my voice rough, raw from the growls I let loose earlier. I prop myself on one elbow, my hand finding his, my scarred knuckles brushing his smooth skin. “I need to tell you something.”
Briefly, Nico’s smile falters, a flicker of worry in his eyes, like he’s bracing for bad news. I hate that look, hate that he’s spent his life waiting to be let down over and over. I squeeze his hand, grounding him, grounding me.
“I love you,” I say, the words heavy, true, like they’ve been carved into my bones. “I’ve never said that to anyone, not like this. But you, boy—you’ve got me all kinds of crazy in love, and I don’t want it any other way.”
Nico’s eyes widen, his breath catching, and for a second, I think he’s gonna bolt, like the hustler he’s always been, running from anything too real. But then his face breaks into a grin, wide and unguarded, and it’s like the sun cracking through storm clouds.
“You loveme?” Nico whispers, like he’s testing the words, tasting them. “Raze, I—” He laughs, a soft, shaky sound, and sits up, his good hand gripping mine. “I love you too, Daddy. Hell, I’ve loved you since you kissed me outside that bar, maybe even before, when you had me tied to that chair. I just didn’t know what it was. It was scary, but I knew it was real. You know?”
I laugh, low and rough, pulling him close, my lips finding his in a kiss that’s softer than before but just as electric. His mouth is warm, eager, and he leans into me, his body fitting against mine like it was made to be there.
