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“More,” he groaned. “I need more, Damyr.”

Fuck. The desperation in is voice had me wild. I pulled away, just enough to rip his underwear off before doing the same to mine and then settled back against his hips.

He gasped as I pressed my erection into his. “Do you feel how hard you make me, Benjamin? I want to be buried in you, so fucking bad right now. I want to fuck you until all you can scream is my name because you’ve forgotten everything else but the feel of me. I want you coated in my scent. Do you know why?”

“Why?” he whispered.

“Because I want people to know that you’re mine.” I wrapped my hand around his throat, squeezing just tight enough to drag a shuddery gasp from him. “I want them to know you belong to me. Only me. Do you want that, too?”

He nodded and whimpered. The sound shot straight to my cock. Fuck, I wanted to hear more of those sounds. I wanted to drag them out him as I fucked him. Every whimper, moan and sob. I wanted them all.

“You want me to fuck you, Benjamin?”

He stared up at me for a moment, his eyes wide and dazed, drunk on me. It was a heady feeling to have him submitting to me, surrendering to me.

“You want me to fill you up?” I crooned, licking up the side of his neck. “Make you take me? All of me?”

He shuddered and his hips flexed up against mine. “Yes. Fuck, yes. I want it all.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. I slid down his body, nipping and kissing his skin. I hooked my hands around his thighs and spread them wider, making room for my shoulders. God, I wanted to do everything to him, all at once. I bit the ridge of his hip bone hard enough to make him hiss in pain.

“Hold your knees,” I demanded.

He did as I asked without hesitation and a low rumble vibrated through me as he opened himself to me. I skimmed my fingers over his balls and down his taint with a barely there touch.

“Damyr, please,” he begged.

Fucking perfect.

I dragged my tongue over his entrance before burying my face in his heat. I licked, sucked and swirled my tongue over him until his legs were shaking.

I pressed a finger into him, and he moaned. “Fuck.”

In and out I worked my finger until he was rocking his hips and pushing back. I pulled my finger free, loving the sound of his frustrated sob, but I wasn’t finished with him yet. I leant over to the bedside cabinet and pulled the lube out of the bottom drawer. I slicked up two of my fingers and poised them at his entrance. His eyes drifted closed in anticipation.

I wasn’t having that. “Look at me, baby.”

Benjamin slowly opened his eyes and met mine. His pupils were blown so wide, he looked high. I knew the feeling. Benjamin was in my veins, a pretty poison that I was completely, utterly addicted to.

Slowly, I sank my fingers into his heat. Benjamin’s eyes widened at the invasion and a gasp left his mouth as I stroked against his prostate. I did it again. Just because I could and because I wanted to hear that sound again. I wanted it burned in my memories. “You feel so good.”

Benjamin shivered beneath me, working himself on my fingers as I opened him and made him ready to take my cock.

Fuck, I couldn’t wait anymore. I needed to be inside him.

I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock, then pressed the head of it against his entrance.

Bracing one hand by his head, I held his gaze once more. I wanted to watch every expression that played about his face as I entered him.

“Damyr,” he said, his voice raw. “Please.”

He was just as desperate as I was. I sank into him, groaning as I was enveloped in the tight heat of his body.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Benji

Isucked in a sharp breath as Damyr breached my body. I winced at the brief flash of pain as the head of his thick cock sank deep inside me, past that tight ring of muscle with a slow, steady thrust that robbed me of coherent thought. I squeezed my eyes shut as I waited for my body to relax, focussing on anything other than the burn as Damyr seated himself inside me fully.