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“Oh god,” he groaned, catching his lip between his teeth as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, Kaz’s husky chuckle going straight to his already painfully hard cock.

He almost berated himself for not having done this before, though he knew it would be in vain. He couldn’t have done this before Kaz. Couldn’t have done it with anyone but Kaz.

It was just one of those things he’d never been able to do before. Trust issues and all that. But he trusted Kaz. He wanted it to be Kaz. He needed to feel that thick cock slide inside him and claim him. He needed Kaz to claim him like he needed air.

He reached for his cock, squeezing the base as he leaned forward. He caught Kaz’s dark gaze and forced out, “I want to come with you inside me.”

Kaz cursed vividly, his fingers disappearing instantly, and then Kaz disappeared, too. He moved off the bed to grab his jeans off the floor, and when he returned, it was with a condom and lube in hand.

Breathing was rapidly getting harder, and he wasn’t delusional enough to pretend it was anything but nerves. He grabbed the sheets on either side of him, squeezing hard as he tried to get his heart and lungs to calm the fuck down. One look at Kaz and it was clear the man had caught on to his panic.

Kaz ran his hands up Miles’s thighs, watching Miles’s face closely.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

The word left his lips before he could even think because it was the truth. He trusted Kaz like he hadn’t trusted anyone since he was a kid. As much as Kaz riled him up, that understanding in Kaz’s eyes made him feel completely safe in the man’s hands.

“I won’t hurt you,” Kaz promised, a fierce look on his face.

Miles nodded.

He sucked in a breath when he felt the head of Kaz’s cock at his entrance. He snapped his gaze onto Kaz’s face and nearly swallowed his tongue at the unrestrained lust he saw in those silver eyes.

Kaz had his bottom lip between his teeth, his forehead creased as he slowly sank inside Miles.

“Kaz?” he breathed.

Kaz shushed him, gaze snapping up to hold Miles’s stare.

Kaz was trying very hard to hold back. For him.

Because Kaz cared. Kaz didn’t want to hurt him, and that knowledge had his heart taking flight, those butterflies erasing his nerves with every beat of their wings until all that was left was a burning need.

Kaz stopped moving and Miles took a deep breath. He’d never felt so full before. Kaz’s cock had him spread wide and despite the slight discomfort, his cock was still leaking.

“You good?”

He relaxed against Kaz, breathing out slowly.

“Yeah,” he whispered, blinking up at Kaz.

Kaz smiled at him. Not the cocky smile he’d expected, but a warm, real smile, and then he leaned down and kissed him.

Kaz’s lips brushed against his in a slow kiss as he started to rock gently against him.

He threaded his fingers through Kaz’s dark hair and wrapped his legs tighter around Kaz’s hips, groaning into his mouth with each thrust.

A gentle Kaz was strange, and yet, as much as he liked wild, chaotic Kaz, he thought he might love mild Kaz even more. His heart skipped a beat, and he sucked in a startled breath at that realization. He was in love with Kaz.

He should’ve seen it coming. Maybe he had. Maybe that’s why he’d tried so hard to stay away from Kaz, because some part of him had known this was the inevitable outcome once he let Kaz in.

“You’re so fucking hot right now,” Kaz said, his voice low and husky. “You feel so fucking good.”

Fingers trailed across his face, sliding into his hair as Kaz’s tongue licked into his mouth. He felt like he unraveled more and more with each thrust of Kaz’s hips, with each touch of Kaz’s hands. He felt raw and exposed, but he wasn’t afraid or unsure because he knew Kaz would catch him.

“Miles,” Kaz mumbled against his lips, a note of awe in his voice that had Miles’s heart beating impossibly faster.

“Please,” he croaked out, unsure what he was even begging for. All he knew was that he wanted more. More of Kaz. However he could get him. Have him. Keep him.

Kaz’s thrusts got faster. Harder. His grip on Miles’s hair turned almost painful as he tugged his head back, his mouth finding Miles’s neck.

He dug his fingers into Kaz’s shoulders, the mix of pleasure and pain sending him careening right toward that edge, and hearing Kaz’s unrestrained grunts and moans only got him there faster.

He hissed when fingers wrapped around his cock, groaning loudly as Kaz began to stroke him. Pleasure exploded through him, leaving him dazed and breathless for a moment. Kaz fucked him through it, rubbing his prostate with each thrust and creating waves of endless pleasure.

He reached for Kaz’s face, bringing him down to kiss him. He sucked Kaz’s bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Kaz’s hiss was probably the hottest thing he’d ever heard.

Kaz snapped his hips against Miles’s ass hard, driving his thick cock deep inside him, and then he stilled with a curse, his whole body tensing for a long moment before he collapsed on top of Miles .

Kaz pressed his face into Miles’s neck, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath. Miles wrapped his arms around Kaz, holding on tight as they both came down from that incredible high.

Kaz trailed soft kisses up the side of Miles’s neck, then across his cheek to the corner of his mouth before he pulled back.

He opened his eyes to find Kaz watching him, electric grays holding his gaze hostage.

He stared into those eyes and knew he’d been right earlier: he was irrevocably and undeniably in love with Kaz Tailler.

∞ ∞ ∞

He’d never felt more at ease than he did leaned against Kaz while the man ran his fingers through his hair in a soft caress. He had his ear pressed against Kaz’s chest to hear the man’s heartbeat. It brought him a kind of comfort not much else did.

Kaz had taken care of him, and then he’d kissed him deeply, whispering all sorts of compliments that had him blushing and stuttering. Despite the embarrassment, he didn’t want Kaz to stop because he fell a little more in love with him for every whispered word.

His phone beeped with an incoming message, and he reached for it with a groan.

There were several texts from Ezra, his friend clearly worried about his state of mind, which he could understand.

It was as if Ezra somehow knew that not only had he just given a part of himself to Kaz, the boy who’d bullied him relentlessly when they were younger, but he’d somehow fallen in love with him, too.

He felt lips on the back of his shoulder, and a smile stretched his lips as hands slid around his chest.

“Do I have competition?” Kaz asked, resting his chin on Miles’s shoulder, gaze on the phone in Miles’s hand.

“Hardly.”

In all honesty, there was no competition Kaz wouldn’t win. None whatsoever.

Kaz held all his attention. He always fucking had.

“Who’s Ezra, then?”

It was clear that Kaz was trying to sound composed and unaffected, but there was tension in his voice.

Miles’s grin grew.

“Kaz Tailler, are you jealous?”

Kaz snorted and pulled his head back, though he kept his hands on Miles, fingers tracing invisible lines down his chest.

“Hardly,” Kaz parroted Miles’s response.

Miles hummed and put his phone down to turn in Kaz’s arms. He rose to his knees, and with his hands on Kaz’s chest, he pushed the man onto his back.

Kaz looked up at him with a barely hidden smirk, lips twitching as he fought to hide it.

Miles shook his head and leaned over Kaz. “Was that supposed to sound convincing?”

Kaz folded his arms behind his head, stormy eyes gleaming as he looked up at Miles.

“You think I’m jealous? ”

“Well, if you’re not, why don’t I tell Ezra I’ll see him tonight?”

The beautiful storm raging in Kaz’s eyes had his heart thumping loudly in his chest, heat exploding through his body and threatening to devour him as he was locked in Kaz’s gaze.

“You better fucking not,” Kaz snapped. “No one gets to touch you but me.”

Now, Miles was the one smirking.

“Then touch me.”

He gasped as his back hit the mattress, Kaz pushing his legs apart to settle between them.

“You wanna play games, Miles?” Kaz asked with a brow cocked, his hands running up Miles’s thighs.

“No,” he croaked out, staring up at the enigma that was Kaz Tailler. The man he never should’ve had and now couldn’t imagine being without.

“Good. I think we’re way beyond games at this point.”

He was of a mind to tell Kaz that this had never been any kind of game, but Kaz’s lips on his shut him up, and he melted into the man’s embrace, a sense of belonging digging inside him, and he knew he’d never want Kaz to let go.

He wanted Kaz to claim him, body and soul, but most importantly, he needed him to claim his heart.

It had already decided it belonged to Kaz.