Page 95 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

“You can move your hands now,” he tells me, and I drop my aching limbs instantly, rolling out my burning muscles. “Remove your clothes and turn around.”

I do as I’m told, dropping my trousers and boxers to the floor before stepping out of them. I pull my shirt off so quickly, a few of the buttons fly off as I yank it apart, whilst I spin around.

With his empty hand, Miles presses against the top of my back, pushing my chest and cheek against the cool wall, before moving it to my hip. He pulls my arse towards him, forcing me to arch my back in much the same way he did when we first came in here.

Once he has me in position, I’m fucking hypnotised as I watch him dribble the cum on his fingers down my arse crack, massaging it into my rim. He’s using my cum and his spit to lube me up, and my eyes almost roll into the back of my head at how fucking hot that is.

A soft whimper is pulled from my lips as he presses a finger into my arse, and I’m shocked by how easily it slides in. As he works his digit in and out, he dribbles more spit onto my arse, making sure I’m wet enough for him to do what he needs.

As he adds a second finger, stretching me more, I cry out as my dick twitches back to life. Miles works his fingers in and out, widening them to ensure I’m ready for him as he presses kisses along my neck and spine.

I whimper loudly when he inserts a third finger, the sting from my arsehole now bordering on painful until he adds more spit to help. Miles bites down on my neck before sucking on the same spot as I rock against his hand.

With his lips beside my cheek, his deep, husky words are whispered into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “Are you ready to be a good boy and let me fuck you?”

I don’t know when Miles removed his trousers, but I look back to see him palming his very hard, ready cock, his clothes thrown to the side.

My brain spins, wondering how he was able to fuck me with his fingers and remove his clothes without me realising, but then I feel him stretch his fingers wide while he’s deep inside, distracting me from all thoughts, and I have my answer.

“Yes, please,” I beg him, fluttering my lashes at him as he kisses my cheek.

He pulls his fingers from my arse, and I let out a whimper when I feel the sting, as well as the absence of him. With that devilish smirk on his face, he spits onto my arse once more, and I shiver at the feel of it trailing down my crack.

Miles gets into position behind me, and as soon as I feel the head pressing against my hole, I rock back onto him. Miles grips my hips, preventing me from moving too much, making it clear he’s still very much in charge.

When I try again, he slaps his hand against my arse, making me yelp as the sting on my flesh crosses that pleasure-pain barrier. “Be good or I won’t fuck you,” Miles growls, and I mutter an apology.

“I’m so sorry, Sir. Please, fuck me.”

“Can you take all of me, hard and fast?” he asks, his voice deep and gravelly, and full of passion.

“Yes,” I breathe without hesitation.

“Good boy.” Before he’s even finished the praise, he slides his full length into my arse.

I yell from the sudden intrusion, tensing at the feel of his bare cock sliding into me, stretching me to the point the stinging feeling becomes painful. He kisses my neck as he whispers words of encouragement.

“Such a good boy. You’ve taken all of my cock like the good little slut you are. Can you feel how deep I am?”

His words, along with the kisses he’s placing along my neck, shoulders, and back, are soothing, and he keeps his cock buried deep in my arse, giving me time to adjust to him. It doesn’t take long for the stretching and intrusion to stop being painful, and pleasure takes over.

I gently rock against Miles, testing to see if I’m ready for him to move, and the deep guttural moan he lets out as I press onto him is my undoing.

I pull back again until only the head remains inside, and when I push onto him, a long groan slips out as I feel him scrape against my prostate, making my dick twitch.

“Please, fuck me,” I beg him, making it clear I’m ready for him.

Miles’ grip on my hips tightens until I’m sure he’s going to leave bruises, but they’ll match the ones he’s leaving on my neck every time he sucks on the flesh there.

“Can you handle all of me if I’m rough with you?” he asks.

“Yes,” I tell him, knowing he needs this just as rough as I do to let out all the pent up energy we’ve accumulated from killing Gregg.

“Use your safeword if you need it,” he whispers against my ear, but before I can say anything, he starts pounding into my arse.

He doesn’t start slow and build up. This is rough and hard fucking, and I need it like I need air to breathe.

He pulls out and slams back in deep, keeping a relentlessly fast pace as he pounds into me at a bruising rate. His grip on me becomes painful, and he seems to get deeper with each thrust.

My moans become wanton whimpers and cries of both pleasure and pain as I let this gorgeous man use me in whatever way he needs. He’s taking his own pleasure, using and abusing my hole in whatever way he wants, and I’m so lost to all of the sensations, my head is spinning.

His intense pace is maddening, but each time he slides his cock against my prostate, the pleasure seems to overtake any pain. It’s like he’s creating this weird tug of war within my body where pleasure and pain are fighting each other for dominance, and I feel everything all at once.

My head is spinning, my heart is racing a million beats a minute, and my cock is throbbing painfully as I let Miles use my body.

The fucking amazing sensations he’s spreading over me are sending me dizzy, and I can tell by his deep groans and frantic movements that he’s getting close to his release, too.

Despite coming not too long ago, my dick is oozing pre-cum and twitching painfully as I edge closer to another orgasm. Each time Miles strokes my prostate, I feel like I might lose control and come before I even know what’s happening.

The way he’s able to make me lose my mind as he takes pleasure from me is a whole new sensation, and I enjoy being able to just listen to how I’m feeling, safe in the knowledge that Miles knows exactly what I need…and he will give me it.

“Fuck, your arse is so tight. I’m going to fill you with my cum,” he growls against my ear.

“Yes,” I sigh, the word dragging out as it turns into a moan. “Please, fill me up. Can I come too?”

“You want to come with my cock in your arse? Can you come without me even touching your dick?” Miles asks, his voice raspy as he gasps for air, not slowing his relentless pace.

“I-I think I can. Y-you hit this spot, and it’s like I-I can’t control it.”

Miles let out a deep moan, like that the hottest thing he’s ever heard, before he bites down on my neck, making me cry out once more. “Come like a good little slut while I fill your arse.”

Miles thrusts into me several more times, going as deep as he can to ensure he hits my prostate each time.

My cries of pleasure turn frantic, as I feel the sensation of my release beginning to build.

It’s such a weird experience to know I’m about to come without even touching my cock, but I have no control over it.

Miles lets out a deep moan, and I feel his cock pulsating as he shoots his load deep into my arse, and that’s all I need to come myself. Ropes of cum shoot from my dick, plastering the wall and my stomach as Miles paints my inside with his.

Miles holds onto me as he gently rocks into my arse, drawing out the last of his orgasm, so he doesn’t waste any of his cum. He presses kisses against my neck and back, in between him panting for air, and if it weren’t for the tight hold he has on my hips, I’d have fallen to the floor by now.

“I can’t believe you came without me touching you. That was really fucking hot,” he whispers into my ear, making me shudder.

“It was such a weird feeling, but in a fucking great way,” I tell him, and he chuckles. I fix him with a pointed stare. “Maybe I’ll show you some day.”

His smile turns wicked as his eyes darken, and I can feel his spent cock twitching in my arse. “I’ll look forward to it.” The deep, husky tone of his voice makes my stomach flip.

He turns my face as much as he can and captures his lips with mine, kissing me passionately as he pulls his dick out, leaving my throbbing arsehole gaping. I hiss into his mouth as my rim stings. Though the pain is quickly soothed when I feel his cum dribble over my stretched hole.

Miles takes a step back, so he can watch his cum seeping from me, and the possessive heat in his eyes sets my body on fire. I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting this fucking gorgeous man.

I watch in amazement as Miles reaches down and scoops up some of the cum that’s dripping from my arse, before gently pushing it back inside. I hiss and whimper as his finger pushes past my abused, sensitive rim.

“I want to drive home knowing your arse is full of my cum,” he growls possessively, and I can’t help but smile.

“So we’re not showering like we said?” I joke, and Miles shakes his head.

“We can change, but I think we should save our shower for when we’re home with Indie,” he tells me, his eyes darkening at the mention of our girl.

He pulls his fingers out once more, making me hiss, then moan, before taking a step back.

I drag my gaze over his body, taking in the blood that’s dried on his forearms and face, which I’m sure I will have on me too.

Our clothes took most of the spray, but we still have some blood splatter on our exposed flesh.

“We should wash off the blood, though. I don’t think Indie will find it as hot as we do,” I admit, and Miles chuckles again.

“She’s not as sick and twisted as we are,” he says, kissing my lips once more.

“No, she’s way too pure.”

“There’s still plenty of time for us to corrupt her,” Miles replies with that cocky smirk of his.

I shake my head. “No, we need to keep her pure. She balances us out that way.”

He pauses for a second, thinking it over. “She will always be the good one in the relationship, but that doesn’t mean I can’t still ruin you both in the best possible way. I want to own you both, to claim you as mine, in every way I can.”

“You have us both, and you always will,” I tell him, letting him see how much I mean every single word. “Now, let’s go home to our girl.”

We rush around getting dressed, after cleaning up the blood, before wetting out hair so it at least looks like showered, instead of fucking each other stupid.

Though when we meet back up with Marcus and the Doughtys, it’s clear by the looks on their faces that we did a piss-poor job of hiding what we were up to. I hold Miles’ hand proudly, not caring if they know.

“What happens now?” I ask.

Bree takes a step froward, and I notice she also has a just fucked look about her, as does her husband.

“We will do what we can to find The Count. Once we’ve interrogated him, and we’re sure we have all the information we can get out of him, we will call you.

You can take care of his death too, for Indie. ”

“Thank you,” Miles tells her, sounding very grateful.

“Until then, just wait for our call,” Liam adds with a nod.

“We will. Thank you for your help with this,” I reply, giving them a genuine smile.

Bree nods, her eyes darkening as a stern expression crosses her face. “I should be thanking you. I’m determined to bring about the downfall of The Aristocracy, and you are helping me to do that.”

“If anyone can bring them down, it will be you,” Miles says, and I can tell he means it. His healthy fear of Bree grows with each meeting.

Bree smirks, no doubt picking up on Miles’ feelings towards her. “I have a few teams helping me. They’ve hurt many people and made a lot of enemies. The world will be a better place when they’re gone.”

Marcus steps towards her, holding out his hand. “Thank you for your support. We’re happy to work with you on this, to bring about their downfall.”

Bree shakes his hand with a smile, and I’m quick to do the same, followed by Miles. Once we’ve said our goodbyes, we head towards the car.

Today puts us one step closer to making sure Indie never feels the need to run ever again, and I couldn’t be happier. I can’t wait to get home and tell her everything that happened today, in the hope she’ll feel even safer with us.