Page 20 of A Beary Nice View
“Daddy,” Dell breathes out as I pull away. A shiver runs down my spine at the sound of him calling me Daddy. He presses against me, our cocks pushed together. Like this, I can feel the difference in our sizes. My stomach swoops with arousal at that. I like being bigger than him.
“What do you need, baby?”
“Fuck me,” he gasps out, pushing his hips against me so he can grind his dick on me. He’s so desperate and we’ve barely started. I won’t deny my own frenzy, rising higher and higher inside of me. My knot already tingles, ready to pop if a breeze hits me just right.
“Are you sure?” I run my hand over Dell’s cheek then slowly move lower, caressing over his throat. This close, his honeyed scent washes over me, overwhelming me. I can feel my teeth aching with the desire to lean down and bite down against his throat. I want to mark him. I want to own him. “We aren’t moving too fast?”
“If you don’t fuck me, Daddy, I’ll leave and fuck myself in the backyard again for you to watch.”
I growl, the sound vibrating between us. “As much as I loved the show, I’m ready to do more than just watch.”
Dell lets out a surprised noise as I fall to my knees. Grabbing his hips, I turn him around and make quick work of thumbing open his cheeks. I growl deeply as the smell of his slick slaps me in the face. He’s alreadydripping.
“Fuck,” I murmur to myself before I’m diving in, licking his crack so I can finally taste him. Dell moans above me and I do everything I can to pull even more noises from him.
Jesus Christ, Dell tastes so good. I start moaning against his hole as I lick and suck, chasing his slick right from the source. I don’t think I’ll ever have my fill. I will never be sated. This might become my new favorite thing.
As I push a finger alongside my tongue and Dell whimpers. A hand reaches back, grabbing my hair, pulling me away from his ass.
“Please, Daddy. I’m ready. Need your knot.”
I stand up, slapping his ass cheek once, hard enough to leave a print of my hand. His ass is just as muscular as I thought it would be. I turn him around and kiss him, pushing my tongue into his mouth, letting him taste his own slick. My head is spinning with how turned on I am.
Reaching down, I grab Dell by the back of his thighs, hauling him up in the air. Then I turn slightly. “Shut the door, sweetheart.”
Dell moans, burying his face against my shoulder. He leans down as best as he can and shuts the door, enclosing us in his new recording booth. I push him against the wall, using it to give myself proper leverage in order to position my cock to his soaking wet hole.
“Please, Daddy. Please. I need it. I need you.”
I push my hips forward, letting my cock press against his hole without actually pushing into him. He lets out a desperate whine as I tease him.
“Gods, your whimpers are so addicting,” I whisper, running my nose over his cheek. I run my chin against his shoulder, letting my facial hair scrape against his skin.
“Please don’t tease. Please, take me.”
“Are you gonna be my good boy?”
“Yes,” Dell says, his fingers digging into my shoulders. “Yes. I’m your good boy. I’ll be so good for you, Daddy. Please!”
I push forward, slipping the tip of my cock into his scorching wet hole. Dell tosses his head back, letting out a long, drawn-out whimper.
“How does that feel? Use your words.”
Dell whimpers, burying his face against my shoulder once more. He sounds embarrassed in the most adorable way. I push a little bit further into his body before pulling back.
“Come on, baby. I wanna hear you.”
“Jesus Christ, Alaric. This is so hot I think I’m gonna come before you even properly fuck me.”
“We can’t have that,” I say with a warm chuckle as I pull completely out. I like that he can call me Daddy and Alaric both. I’m his boyfriend. I’m his partner. I’m also the one who takes care of him. When we’re being silly or fucking or trying to be sexy, he can call me Daddy. When we’re being serious, he can call me Alaric. I like this new dynamic.
Dell drops his forehead against my shoulder, whining. His nails dig into my skin so hard I’m sure there will be little marks left behind. Good. I want him to mark me just as much as I want to mark him.
“Come on,” he whines. “Get back inside me or I swear to every god out there--” his words cut off with a groan.
I push into him completely until my entire cock is buried within his ass. “Tell me how it feels.”
“So good,” he gets out. “So fucking good, Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me hard, please.”
