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CHAPTER 26

JACE

“ Y es,” I admitted just before our lips met. “Want this. Fuck, I want you so badly.”

“Then stop holding back,” Axel whispered. “That’s not you.”

“But why?—”

He gripped my hand and placed it over his crotch, and I moaned at the heat and hardness of his dick.

“You do this to me. You,” Axel confessed. “No one’s gotten me this excited before. Ever. Sex was fun, and I got off, but it wasn’t like this. I didn’t need it. But I need you.”

“Axel,” I moaned, and the words I’d been fighting suddenly poured out of me. “Fuck, I need you, too.”

“Tell me.”

“I need your dick in my ass. Your cum.”

“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Jace.”

One moment, Axel was staring down at me, the next, we were kissing like we’d never get the chance again. His lips were as hungry as mine, his tongue hot, desperate, his taste, God, I was addicted to his taste. I couldn’t get enough, kissing him deeper, needing more. He pulled back for a second, only to reach behind his head so he could yank off his t-shirt. Then he reached for mine and we grappled, stumbling, frantically throwing off clothes until we staggered naked to my bed.

Thank fuck for small dorm rooms and beds within close reach.

“Making me wait two fucking days,” Axel grumbled, and his grumpy tone made me smile.

Then he reached for me, grabbing my ass and hauling me up in his arms. Not many guys could carry me like that, and the move was sexy as fuck. I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on for the ride. He kissed my neck, lower, near my collarbone, his rough beard teasing my skin as he sucked hard on the spot that drove me wild.

“Don’t do it again.”

His heated reprimand made my balls draw up tight.

“Jace?”

“What?” I asked him, painfully distracted by his touch.

“Did you hear me?”

Instead of replying, I attacked his lips, nipping them, plunging my tongue deep in his mouth.

“Promise me,” he urged.

“Yes.”

He sat down on my bed, and I straddled his lap, loving the feel of his hard, hairy body against mine.

“I know it’s the last thing either of us expected,” Axel continued and kissed me. “But it feels right. I can’t explain it any other way.”

“I know.” I closed my eyes, fighting back my emotions.

“And don’t second-guess me. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be.”

My eyes flew open. “Stop saying all the right things.”

“It’s only right because it’s you. You and me,” he whispered. “And it’s only you and me, right? I don’t want to be with anyone else. And I sure as fuck won’t share.”

I nodded, swallowing past the lump in my throat. This wasn’t playing around or hooking up. And that made me nervous.

Winning and losing, that’s what I knew.

But I didn’t know the rules to this game. Or maybe, there were none.

If the ache in my chest was any indication, maybe I’d already lost. Then again, losing never felt this good.

I pushed at Axel’s shoulders until he fell back against the mattress, looking up at me with heated possession in his eyes.

“No one else,” he whispered. “I mean it, Jace.”

I felt the same way about him. The pool game with Archie proved that.

“Do you see anyone else here?” I gave his words back to him.

I got a well-deserved swat on the ass for that comment.

“No Hailey,” Axel started. “No Tyson, or?—”

“No Archie,” I insisted.

Axel’s knowing grin was too much for me to resist.

I kissed my way down his chest, pausing at his dark pink nipples, laving, sucking, and licking, as Axel writhed and pleaded for more, gripping my hair and urging me on. I trailed teasing bites down his abs, and then over to those incredible v-lines, tracing one, then the other, getting closer and closer to his cock.

“Please,” he whispered. “More.”

“Reach into the nightstand and grab the lube,” I whispered as I sucked on his skin and left a hickey on his hip.

There was a lot more swearing from Axel as I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and sucked hard. He let out a loud grunt and then I heard the drawer opening with a snap. Not long after, the bottle of lube was thrown onto the mattress, just within reach.

I gave his cock one last, teasing lick and then sat up, reaching for the lube and pouring a generous amount in my palm to warm it up. His hands slid over my ass cheeks, massaging them, then spreading me wide open.

When I made to reach behind me, he shook his head.

“No,” Axel panted, and I stopped. “I mean, I want to…let me?—”

I reached for one of his hands, slicking his fingers, then guided him to my ass.

“Take it slow and easy,” I urged him.

“I want to make it good. ” He licked his lips. “Show me.”

His body tensed up, rigid, a tremor wracking his body. I spread my knees wider as I looked down into his eyes.

“Relax,” I whispered. “It’s already amazing because you’re touching me.”

He groaned and I pushed his fingers over my crease, down between my cheeks, until his callused fingertip caught on the rim of my hole.

“Yes, tease me just like that,” I moaned as he continued to rub my hole, the pressure getting harder, firmer, until he pushed the tip of his finger inside of me.

“Fuck, fuck,” Axel grunted, sweat dotting his face, a flush creeping up over his chest and neck.

“More, deeper,” I encouraged him, my thighs beginning to quake.

God, he hadn’t even started fucking me yet and already I was a mess. His dark blues were so intent, watching me with an incredulous expression. I looked down his body and his cock was red and hard, precum leaking all over his abs.

He pushed his finger inside me, slowly, nearly all the way in, and the burn was so good. I loved that bite of pain that prefaced all the pleasure.

“That’s it, baby, fuck me like that. Don’t stop,” I grunted.

He sat up, reaching for me, mauling my lips while his finger screwed in and out of my hole.

“So fucking sexy,” he moaned. “You’re so hot and tight and fuck, Jace.”

“That’s right,” I whispered. “Fuck me.”

His finger drilled deeper, and I shuddered, holding on to his shoulders.

“More,” I urged him. “Add another finger and fuck me.”

Axel did just that and suddenly, I couldn’t speak.

“Okay?” he asked.

I nodded quickly. Holy fucking hell. His fingers, like the rest of him, were thick, and two of them was…a lot. Then again, he had a monster cock, and I needed a good amount of prep for the pounding I craved.

“And another.” I pushed back while he pushed in, stretching me wide with three fingers. “That’s it.”

He spat in his other hand and slipped it around the base of my cock. I groaned when he started stroking me off like a man possessed. Our movements were rough and desperate as I rocked my hips back and forth, chasing the fingers in my ass and on my cock, our lips smashing together, tongues dueling, straining closer and closer. I couldn’t get close enough.

“I need your cock,” I finally demanded when we came up for air. “I need it now.”

“I don’t want to use a condom,” he admitted.

“I’m good if you are.”

“I want to come in your ass. I want to mark what’s mine.”

“Oh God, Axel.”

I nearly screamed when his fingers left my ass, because I was so damn empty. But not for long. Axel fumbled with the lube and while he slicked up his cock, I reached for him again, taking his lips, needing his kiss like I needed air.

“Ready?” he asked me.

I nodded, and he notched his dick to my hole.

I leaned back, taking him in, inch by inch, the pleasure-pain so intense I cried out his name. His fingers dug into my hips, hard, unrelenting. Just like his cock. My thighs trembled as I slowly sat down, until he was all the way inside me, and I was seated on his lap.

Nothing between us, and nowhere to hide.

“Oh God, yes,” his strangled moan had me shivering. “I need…I need this. I need…you.”

Face to face, this kind of fucking was intimate. Axel stared into my eyes with a look I couldn’t quite believe. There was shock and pleasure and want all at once. I’m sure I wore the same expression because I felt all those things; like lightning striking me over and over, with every breath, every moan, and every movement.

I levered up and down, slowly at first, fucking myself on him. When his cock hit my prostate, I shuddered in his arms. He slid one big hand up my back, taking hold of my neck and pulling me in for a frantic kiss as we rutted against each other.

“Give it to me. Just like that,” I moaned. “Axel.”

“You want my cum?” he growled.

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

“Then take what’s yours.”

Axel

Jace rode me, hard, and I met him stroke for stroke, fucking into him in a frenzy, the mattress squeaking, the bed frame banging against the wall. My bare cock in his hot, tight ass was…I couldn’t even think, let alone speak.

Unless it was dirty words and then they all came tumbling out of me.

“More, I need more,” I whispered as I dug my fingers into his ass cheeks. “Gonna fill up this sweet ass with my cum. I’m the one inside you. Me. Only me.”

“Yes, Ax. Fuck.”

Jace’s knees dug into the mattress as he rocked his hips, riding me like a man possessed.

If he was, so was I.

“That’s right,” I moaned. “Taking my cock so good, Honey. So good.”

“Ax.” He threw his head back. “Baby.”

Jace calling me ‘baby’ had my balls drawing up tight. I licked a path along his neck, loving the musky taste of his sweat, feeling his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed, remembering how amazing it felt when he deep throated my cock. My lips tingled as I moved up to his jaw, the rough scruff teasing my skin. And then his lips. Those wicked fucking lips. Everything about sex with Jace was different. Intense. Primal. Passionate.

It was everything I wanted, even though I didn’t know I could ever want this much.

The two of us were racing, but this time, towards each other. There was no competition.

Both of us were going to win and win big.

I slammed one hand on the mattress for greater leverage and pumped my hips hard, matching Jace’s frantic rhythm as we grinded together, so close and yet, not close enough. My other hand snuck around his hip, reaching for his dick. I spat in my shaky hand and started stroking him the way I liked to get off. I had no idea if I was making it good for him, I just let my instincts guide me.

When he cried out my name and murmured encouraging words, I figured my rookie moves were enough. And then he leaned back and suddenly, my cock was even deeper inside of him. Fucking hell.

“I’m gonna come,” he whispered in a raspy voice. “Come with me. Come inside me.”

It was probably the worst hand job Jace ever received because with those words I completely lost control. My hand moved roughly, jerking hard, as my desperation to watch him come undone blew everything else away.

“Yes! Ax, yes!” he roared, and his cock jerked, hot cum lashing my hand.

His hole clenched around my dick so tight, so good, and the climax that spiraled higher and higher inside of me, unleashed. I grabbed his ass with both hands, canting my hips, trying to get as deep inside him as I could get, feeling my balls draw up painfully tight and then…

Total pleasure. Complete annihilation.

“Jace!”

I screamed his name as I came long and hard, one relentless pulse after another, until I felt the heat of my cum surrounding my dick. The knowledge that I’d come in his ass made me shudder even harder. I’d never fucked bareback before. Never had anal sex either, but damn, had I been missing out. Still, it wasn’t just that, it was Jace. When he and I came together, fucking hell, talk about explosive. And knowing that my cum was inside of Jace?

“Oh God,” Jace panted, his hips finally slowing down. “That was…I need a minute. Or, like, a couple of days.”

I chuckled, wrapping him up tight in my arms, burying my face in his neck and smiling against his skin when he let out a throaty murmur of pleasure. I rolled him over, our legs tangled up, until his back hit the mattress, and I could stare down at his face. His high cheekbones flushed a gorgeous shade of pink, his lips swollen from my kisses. I couldn’t resist and kissed him again, gently nipping his lips until he retaliated, and we ate at each other’s mouths like we hadn’t just fucked our brains out.

Slowly, I eased my softening cock out of him and saw the proof that he was mine. But none of my previous experience with sex prepared me for the sight of my cum leaking out of his hole. It was dirty and sexy, and I reached down, touching him, rubbing the cum into his skin. He smelled like me, and I fucking loved it.

“So hot,” I admitted when I met his eyes. “You taking my cock like that and now my cum’s inside you? Fuck, Jace.”

My cock stirred, ready for the second round. No time-out required.

“Ax,” Jace whispered as he stared at me.

I took his mouth in a hard kiss, not giving him any room to pause. I didn’t want to let go of him or these wild feelings rattling inside of me. I wanted to stay locked up in him, head to toe, smelling of our sweat and cum.

“What did you get me?” he finally asked after I let him come up for air.

“Go find out.”

“I will. If you let me go,” he quipped and playfully bit my shoulder.

I swatted his ass and reluctantly did just that. Jace padded over to the table, and I all but swallowed my tongue at the vision of his tight ass, reddened from my hands, with streaks of cum dripping down his thighs. My cum. Jesus.

Jace opened the bag and gave a husky laugh.

“Wild honey,” he chuckled as he pulled the jar out of the bag.

“That’s right.”

He gave me a knowing smirk and stalked back over to the bed with said jar in hand. I spread my legs to welcome him and when he slid between them, fuck, I didn’t think I could get that hard again, but it was happening. Jace opened the lid, slowly tilting the jar, and a stream of golden liquid dripped over my abs. Abs that were covered in his cum, and now, even stickier.

Jace put the jar aside, leaned down, and made a provocative show of sticking his tongue out. He licked the honey—and his cum—off my body, one teasing stroke at a time, and slicked that wicked tongue over his lips, humming softly.

I’d never felt so dirty and so good.

“Mmm, you are fucking delicious,” he moaned.

“Kiss me.”

Jace bent his head and kissed my stomach, lower…

“Not what I…I—” I moaned as my voice trailed off, too distracted by his mouth to remember what I was saying.

“Yes?” he asked me.

Slowly, he crawled up my body, dropping kisses along the way, every touch making me groan, until he reached my mouth.

“Jace, please. Please kiss me.”

I didn’t recognize the neediness in my voice, but I didn’t care how I sounded. I was that desperate for him. He leaned in and brushed his lips over mine, but it was just a tease, not nearly enough.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“For what?”

“For tonight. For the gift.”

“I’m the one who should be thanking you,” I admitted and reached for the jar. “Now let me do just that.”