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CHAPTER 30

AXEL

“ G o back to your rooms,” Dane ordered. “Separately.”

I didn’t let go of Jace and I had no intention of listening to my captain.

“Or don’t,” Dane muttered as he walked off.

Thankfully, in the opposite direction of Jace’s room.

“What did you do?” Jace whispered as he smiled at me.

“Me?”

“Yes, you. Kissing me like that in front of Dane.”

“Are you telling me you didn’t like it?”

Jace’s flushed cheeks said it all.

“Dane needs to know that I’m all in when it comes to you. I don’t want there to be any doubt. Not for him, but most importantly, not for you,” I admitted, staring deep into Jace’s eyes. “And we’re wasting time.”

I steered Jace down the hallway, his body tight to mine, my hand on his hip, his scent teasing me. There was no way I was letting go of Jace.

Not now, not tomorrow, maybe not ever.

“I can walk just fine on my own,” Jace replied. “Someone might see.”

“They might,” I replied and slid my hand over his ass, squeezing tight. “But no, I’m not letting go.”

Jace shivered. I saw it, and I felt it.

“Throw me over your shoulder and carry me off to your cave,” he quipped.

“If we didn’t have an upcoming hockey championship to claim, I would.” I swatted his ass. “Give me the key card.”

Jace pulled it out of his front pocket and handed it over.

“Any more demands?” he asked when we stopped in front of his room.

I chuckled and swiped the key.

“Lots of them.”

I opened the door and ushered him inside. The room was your standard hotel; two queen beds covered in white linens, brown and black patterned carpeting, with a lounge chair, desk, and a lamp in the corner. The olive-colored curtains were open, with floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the snowy rooftops of the city.

“Completely stunning,” I admitted.

“Albany in the winter?” Jace quipped as he walked ahead of me.

“I’m not talking about the view of the city,” I replied as I stared at him, watching his confident strut and the way those snug jeans clung to his ass and thighs.

But Jace didn’t look back at me. He walked to stand in front of the window instead, placing one hand on the glass.

“Did I say something wrong?” I asked, dropping the card on the nightstand between the two beds.

He dropped his forehead on the window.

“Jace?” I repeated as I walked to stand behind him, reaching for his shoulders.

They were tense under my fingertips.

“Why do you have to do that?” he whispered.

“Do what?” I asked him, bracketing his body with mine until there wasn’t any space between us, watching our mutual reflection in the glass.

Fuck, we looked amazing together. Sliding my arms around his waist, I felt him relax against me and everything was right again.

“You know,” he paused, still staring out at the city. “The way you talk about me. Where’s this coming from?”

“I can’t help it. Don’t you like it?”

He trembled and I tightened my hold on him, notching my head into the curve of his shoulder, teasing the skin of his neck with my mouth, relishing in his warmth and his unforgettable scent.

“You know I like it too damn much,” he confessed.

I chuckled as I kissed my way up his neck.

“So, you won’t mind then if I tell you that I can’t stop thinking about you. That the past two days of no contact has made me fucking desperate to be inside you,” I whispered gruffly, reveling in his sharp inhale. “How I can’t get close enough or kiss enough, and I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough.”

“Ax.”

I shivered and nipped his neck, licking and sucking, confirming my words on his skin. Jace writhed in my arms, letting out a deep moan, reaching for my hand, pulling it down to cup his cock. Mine was painfully hard as I rocked against his ass, needing to be as close as possible, closer.

“Strip,” I demanded. “I need to see you naked. Now.”

“I can’t undress if you don’t let me go,” he teased.

I let him go long enough for him to reach for his shirt but once that came off, I plastered myself to him, pushing his hands back against the window.

“Stay like this,” I murmured and reached for the button on his jeans. “Stay just like this.”

When I lowered his zipper, and delved my hand inside, my palm met bare skin.

“You went commando to our team dinner?” I hissed.

“I wanted to be ready for you.”

“Fucking hell, Jace.”

Shoving his jeans down his legs, I stared at his naked reflection in the glass and nearly swallowed my tongue. He was long and gorgeous, his cock hard against his abs, his forearms rigid.

I dropped to my knees and cupped his taut ass, spreading his cheeks so I could shove my face between them. When I flicked my tongue over his tight hole, he let out a strangled groan that hit me right in the balls. Rimming brought a whole new level of intimacy to fucking, one I’d never experienced before. One I was now addicted to.

I licked and sucked on his skin, then pushed my tongue in his hole and rubbed my scruff against his cheeks. Jace pushed back, keening so loud I’m sure everyone on this floor, and the next, could hear him.

“I want you to come just like this,” I whispered against his skin.

“No.”

“No?” I repeated and rose up, kissing the dimples above his ass and higher, higher, marking each knob of his spine until I reached his neck.

“Not until you fuck me,” he moaned. “Right here. Grab the lube. It’s in my bag, by the bed.”

“Don’t move,” I demanded and raced over to rummage through his bag, yanking out the lube.

I turned around and stopped short when I spotted Jace kicking away his jeans. Placing his hands back on the glass, he spread his legs and offered me his ass. The sight was so sexy I had to grab the base of my dick with my free hand to stop myself from climaxing.

Two days away from him and I was ready to blow my load all over this ugly carpet.

“Your cum is mine,” Jace announced, looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with mine. “Give it to me.”

“So possessive,” I whispered, slowly making my way back to him.

“That’s right.”

He faced the window again. I opened the lube and quickly slicked up my cock.

Every step closer to Jace had my adrenaline pumping wild, sweat trickling down my face and neck, the rush of blood pounding through my body, centering in my cock. It didn’t matter how many times we’d kissed or fucked, every time was better than the last. I never imagined sex with one person could be like this, but as usual, Jace proved me wrong. Only, it wasn’t just the promise of fucking him that had my heart squeezing hard in my chest.

“Is that all you want?” I asked, the question slipping out before I could stop it.

“You, Ax, I want you.”

“Jace.”

“I fight for what I want. Always have, always will,” he confessed. “You need to know that I’m fighting for you too. I’m falling hard for you.”

His admission had me trembling as I took hold of him, bringing him into my chest, sliding my cock between his ass cheeks, both of us shaking hard.

“I’m falling for you, too,” I confessed, kissing his shoulders, his neck. “I’m so far gone, I can’t think about anything else.”

Jace turned his head, and I slammed my lips over his, hard and hungry. He sucked on my tongue, and I released a groan I’d been holding onto for days. I slid one hand over his chest, tracing his tattoo, then teasing his nipples, tugging, then lower, over his abs, until I reached his cock.

“Get inside me,” he whispered between kisses.

I pushed one finger in his hole, and he pushed his ass back.

“Deeper,” he groaned. “More.”

I added a second finger, then drilled them deeper, touching his prostate. Jace cried out and I tasted his moans.

“More.”

I finger fucked him, pushing in and out, getting him ready for my cock. Being inside Jace like this was so hot, and watching my fingers in his ass had my dick begging for release.

“I’m ready.”

“Not yet,” I bit out, adding a third finger to ensure he was good and stretched. “Patience, Honey.”

“Ax, so help me, if you don’t fuck me with your dick in the next five seconds?—”

Jace’s exasperated voice had me biting back laughter.

“What?” I goaded and pushed my fingers in deeper, my lips nipping his jaw. “What are you gonna do?”

“I’m gonna…I’m…you,” Jace panted. “I’ll think of something.”

I let out a dirty chuckle. “I look forward to your payback.”

“Not if I edge you for hours.”

“I’m willing to take that risk,” I countered.

“Like taking one for the team?”

“Only if the team’s you.”

I withdrew my fingers, notching the head of my dick to his hole.

“Keep your hands on the glass,” I demanded as I pushed inside him.

I didn’t think our coming together could get any hotter until I realized I was watching Jace, watching me, as I fucked him. Against the night sky, the glass was a perfect mirror, and I could read every expression on his beautiful face. And Jesus, I was going to come hard and embarrassingly fast if my aching balls were any indication. I pumped my hips, pushing in all the way as Jace pushed back, greedy for more.

“Jace, holy shit. Slow down.”

“No,” he moaned. “I need my boyfriend to fuck me like he means it. Harder. Deeper.”

Boyfriend.

That word snapped my control, and I punched my hips, driving as deep into him as I could get, until my balls slapped his ass. I hoped like hell that the window was solid because we were about to test the safety standard.

I rutted into him, setting a punishing pace, fucking Jace like my life depended on it. I couldn’t get close enough, thrusting as hard as I could, and knowing that Jace was as far gone for me as I was for him had me edging the line between pleasure and pain. I reached for his cock, stroking him off, desperate to please him, to feel him come undone.

And I wasn’t watching our reflection anymore because I was mesmerized by the sight of my bare cock sliding in and out of his hole.

Nothing between us. Not a damn thing.

“Come for me, Jace,” I urged him. “Come for me, please.”

Jace’s hole squeezed tight around my dick and his body locked up as I continued to pound into him, not losing rhythm.

“Right there, Ax. Don’t stop!”

I fucked into him again, over and over, until Jace let out a long, dirty moan, so loud that passersby on the street, never mind the hotel hallway, could probably hear him. The heat of his cum lashed my hand and I glanced up to watch him paint the window with it. The filthy scene was burned into my brain and knowing that I was the reason he’d come so hard had my climax unleashing.

“Jace, I can’t…I can’t hold on,” I gasped.

The orgasm slammed into me, as I shouted his name and shot my load in his ass.

Aftershocks rolled through my body. I rested my head between Jace’s shoulder blades, trying desperately to get air in my lungs. My legs wobbled, and I slid my hands from his to grip his waist.

“We’re going to get charged for extra housekeeping,” he panted.

I chuckled at his comment, marveling at how Jace could make me laugh one moment and want so intently the next. Slowly, I pulled my cock out, and reached for his hole, rubbing my cum into his skin.

“We need to continue this in bed,” I admitted.

I dropped to my knees on the carpet, staring up at him, until he turned around and did the same, meeting me eye to eye. Before I could utter a word, his mouth was on mine, kissing me hungrily, taking my remaining breath and leaving me completely wrecked.

“I want you inside me,” I confessed between kisses. “Now. Tonight.”

Jace insisted that he was fine with the way things had been so far, me fucking him, but I wanted him in my ass. And I knew he wanted to fuck me. But he wasn’t pushing.

I was ready. Ready, but also really nervous. I wanted to experience everything with him. I wanted to please him.

“You don’t have to.”

“I know that,” I whispered. “But I want to. I want it more than anything.”