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Our car ride back to the hotel was chillingly quiet. I’d waited there on the sidewalk outside the restaurant for Kroven to self-soothe and after he’d sufficiently cried from the overwhelming emotions throbbing inside his frame, he’d simply said he would order us a ride back to the hotel. He’d leaned against me for comfort in the back seat, and I’d held him, unsure if I should say anything else about what had just transpired.

In the end, keeping silent seemed to be the best medicine for Kroven. Once we were safely back inside our hotel room, he sighed and shucked off his suit jacket and tossed it to the floor. His button-up was already forgotten and joined his jacket before I finished locking the door behind me. When I walked further in to the hotel room, I found Kroven on the bed, sprawled out face down as his body made a star with his outstretched limbs.

He was in his underwear and nothing else, his blond hair sticking to his neck where he’d sweat during the meeting with Wallace and Exo. Gingerly, I sat down next to him on the mattress and started rubbing his bare back.

“Are you okay?” I cringed inwardly at my word choice, shaking myself mentally as I added, “What can I do to make it better or at least a little bit easier for you?”

Kroven sighed again as he flipped over, his hand finding mine in the rivets of the sheets. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“We don’t have to.” I hadn’t expected that he wanted to, but it was good to get confirmation that he wasn’t in the right state of mind to explain why he’d been so ravaged by emotion following the dinner.

“Actually,” Kroven’s voice dipped lower than normal, and my eyes caught the bulge in his underwear growing by the second. “There’s one thing that might take my mind off of everything.”

I stifled a laugh. “ That’s what you’re thinking about right now?”

“How can I not when you constantly look so beautiful?” Kroven sat up, winding his arms around me in a cocoon of affection. I could feel my cheeks warming at the compliment, but he kept going. “And when you were so patient and caring when I was at my most vulnerable.”

Without warning Kroven grabbed me and tossed me down on the bed underneath him. I let out a yelp and started laughing at my quick change of scenery, enjoying the view of Kroven holding himself up over top of me.

“You’re insatiable.” I laughed, but wagged my eyebrows and tilted my head. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Then let me show you how insatiable I can be.”

His lips crashed against mine and I found myself reaching behind Kroven and pulling his body close, needing to feel him now that we’d initiated contact. He only broke our kiss to rid me of my blazer, unbutton my shirt and peel me out of my pants until I was matching with him and only wearing my underwear.

Once our skin was only separated by our respective thin clothed groins, Kroven fit in between my open legs and pressed his dick against mine. I hissed as our cocks met against the fabric keeping them apart, and I felt him throb against my shaft which did nothing but make me hornier to have him.

I knew he’d just been through the emotional ringer, so I wanted to give him the gift of my complicitness. Yearning to give Kroven all of me, I lashed my tongue out to his chest. That earned me a growl from him, so low that I felt his belly rumble from it as it pressed harder against me.

Throwing my head back as he painted kisses on my neck, I said, “Tell me what you want, Kroven.”

He snapped back, his body retracting until he was staring down at me again. “Are you sure you want the answer to that question?”

I answered by lifting my hips so that my straining prick nudged his thigh. “Tell me what you want and you can have it.”

A glow emerged from his red eyes, hunger and lust swirling amongst his handsome features as a hand raked across my chest, his long digits finding my nipple and lightly teasing it between his thumb and index finger. “In that case, get on your knees.”

We untangled from each other, Kroven rolling to the other side of the bed to give me the freedom to move. I did exactly as instructed, getting in the middle of the bed on my knees. Arching my back, I was hard as fuck just thinking about how I was presenting my ass like a slutty meal to Kroven.

I felt him shift on the bed until I felt his mouth teasing at my waistband. My dick jerked in response as he pulled my underwear down with his teeth in one slow but fluid motion that had me moaning and pushing back lightly back against the connection.

We worked together to get my underwear off and I worked on getting back into position while Kroven rid himself of his so we could finally be skin to skin. I felt him slide his cock between my ass cheeks, a mewl spilling from between my gritted teeth as he curled over my body, his stomach against my back so he could whisper in my ear .

“I’m in the mood to be rough,” The want dripping from his voice made my dick jump as I felt pre-cum oozing out of the tip. “Are you gonna be my good boy and take it?”

“Yes!” I said without hesitation, my voice an eviscerated shadow of its normal sound. “Give it too me hard.”

“Careful what you wish for.” He whispered with a smile, leaning back on his heels.

The head of his dick slapped against my hole and I gasped when I heard Kroven spit on my hole to presumably smear it on both of us. He didn’t ask if I was ready, which somehow made it so much fucking hotter when I felt the head of his cock prying me open to gain entry. Kroven didn’t stop to give me time to adjust, needing me so desperately that he couldn’t wait. I winced as I felt the raised ridges on the side of his shaft lapping at my insides, making me push back lightly at just how good it felt to have him fill me. With one final thrust, Kroven was fully inside me, and I was taking shallow breaths to keep myself from passing out. As much as I wanted it, it didn’t change the fact that Kroven wasn’t easy to take.

My ass cheeks bounced from the slap Kroven gave both of them, yelping at the sting of being spanked.

“Look at how good you are, baby.” Kroven growled with his lustful low register, kneading my ass with his fingers. “So good at taking every inch of me.”

“ Fuck ,” I gasped, overstimulated with how his words caressed me just as sensually as his dick did. “God, you feel so good inside me.”

“My good boy.”

He pulled all the wait out and then slammed back inside me, earning a squeal from me as he started to really hammer my ass. After wincing through most of his thrusts through the first couple of minutes, the pain was shifting to pleasure as his ridges were sliding perfectly over my prostate, massaging the molten core of me as he kept thrusting into me. I was a stream of continued moans as I started throwing my ass back to meet him, needing him to fill me up just as much as he needed to make me take it. Biting my lip, I felt my orgasm already building. Kroven must have felt the change, because he started to gasp as he was thrusting.

“Fuck, I’m close , baby.”

I nodded, moaning as he picked up the pace. “Me too.” My balls tightened, and I knew it was happening all of the sudden. “ Fuck me , I’m coming!”

“Fucking hell,” Kroven cried. “ FUCK !”

Grunts of unknown depths fell out of me as I spilled my cum all over the mattress, out of breath as I felt Kroven slam into me one final time, the feeling of his cock spewing inside of me making me feel so satiated, sleep threatening to take me under its wing.

The only reason I hadn’t melted completely into the invite of the mattress was because Kroven still had his hands on my hips, his grip on me still holding me up and tight against him. He caressed my ass and then slowly removed himself, making me shudder when he was entirely withdrawn from me.

We both careened our bodies so that we were laying on the bed now, heads on pillows and legs avoiding the mess I’d made.

“That was fucking fantastic.” I said with a light laugh.

Kroven matched my chuckle. “Just what I needed.”

He cuddled up next to me, laying his head on my chest as my arms instinctively wove themselves around him. I started rubbing his back with my fingers, creating imaginary circles on his pale skin as I tried to bury any thoughts of Kroven’s lingering misery and focused on basking in the warmth of our post-sex cradle.