Page 3 of The Wayward Sons & The Vampires of Fortune (The Wayward Sons #4)

I squirmed underneath him as Ryder kissed his way down my neck and chest, stopping to tease my nipples with his teeth as he went. His tongue traced the dips and curves in my muscles as he took his goddamn time with me. I was burning up, my skin on fire and heat building mercilessly in my core.

When he dragged the flat of his tongue over my slit, my eyes damn near rolled back in my head.

That little growl of appreciation he let out as he savored my precum was almost enough to do me in.

I groaned as my head dropped onto the pillow.

Fuck being able to watch. I couldn’t even focus. I was too busy soaring.

Licking. Sucking. Nipping. He worked me over like the sexy overachiever he was until I was shaking on the bed and barely holding my own. Still, I fucking tried. I wanted him inside me when I came—not that I’d last long the minute he was.

“Don’t you dare come, Gray,” Ryder warned as my muscles began to tense. He pressed a kiss to the curve of my hip, leaving my dick ridiculously unattended.

“You’re makin’ it real damn hard, baby,” I rasped. He nudged my legs open wider as he settled between them.

“That’s the point.” I could hear the smile in his voice. His mouth closed around my cock again as he pressed one slick finger inside my ass. Fuck, this man had me so delirious with need that I’d missed him grabbing the lube.

“Fuckin’ hell,” I breathed out. One finger wasn’t enough. I needed more. “Fuck me, baby, before I lose my goddamn mind.”

“I should make you wait for it, Gray,” Ryder said. He practically hummed while he considered it, his finger steadily fucking me and driving me insane.

“Please, don’t,” I pleaded. I wasn’t above begging. Not when Ryder’s dick was involved. “Just fuck me, baby.”

But he was already coating his cock in lube. Thank fuck.

“Spread your legs wider for me, honey. Show me how badly you want me,” Ryder ordered, and I obliged all too eagerly. There was no question of that. “Such a good boy.”

He held onto my hip as he lined up, and I prayed to whoever the hell would listen that he wouldn’t take his goddamn time.

I just wanted to be full of him. He pressed the crown of his cock into that tight ring of muscles—slow and torturous.

There was no effort to go faster as he pushed inside me at an agonizing rate.

“Faster.”

“I don’t take orders, honey.”

“Faster, please ,” I bit out. Okay, maybe I was a little too sarcastic for my own good, but I was fucking desperate.

That little chuckle he let out was torture as he paused, half in and unmoving.

On any other given day, I would’ve loved that smirk on his handsome face, but today it was just mean.

“Fuckin’ hell. How the hell do you have so much fuckin’ control? ”

“Years of practice,” Ryder told me. Before I could say another word, his hips snapped forward. The stretch and shock had me making noises that weren’t human. His hand slammed over my mouth, muffling the loud sounds I made.

“Quiet, honey,” he said. “The people in the check-in office will hear you.”

“ Eh… let ‘em,” I replied against his palm, not giving any fucks. I just wanted to be fucked. Senseless. And loudly. Because fuck the check-in people. We’d be gone soon anyway.

“You’re incorrigible,” he retorted.

“If that means horny as fuck, then you’re damn right I am,” I told him. Those baby blues held mine while he eased out of me. “Don’t do that, baby.”

Anything else I was going to say was lost as he drove into me—hard and fast. His palm did little to muffle the sounds I made as he gave me exactly what I wanted.

“Fuck, you feel so goddamn good around my cock, honey,” Ryder grunted. I writhed underneath him, meeting his every thrust as my need grew. His fingers dug into my hip as his pace picked up—every snap of his hips more brutal than the last.

Fuck, it felt so goddamn good.

His fist wrapped around my aching dick, stroking fast. I lost it .

I was so goddamn close that all he had to do was touch me and I was done for.

My muscles tensed up, and a deep groan spilled out of me as thick ropes of cum painted my stomach.

His hand didn’t let up until I was completely spent and gasping, back arching off the bed.

One… two… three quick thrusts. Ryder fell over the edge with me, dragging my ass flush against him as he groaned with his release. The room filled with his heavy breathing and mine as we both rode the same fucking high.

“Fuck,” I let out.

“Yeah,” he agreed breathlessly. When he pulled out, the hollow feeling left me wanting more of him all over again. I wasn’t ready to be done with him.

His tongue swept through my cum, making my dick twitch between us with anticipation. I melted into the crappy motel sheets as he kissed and licked his way up my body. His mouth drifted up my neck and along my jaw until he found my mouth, kissing me briefly.

“You goin’ to untie me, baby?” I asked against his lips. That grin he gave me was devious as fuck.

“I don’t think so.” And then this asshole got off the bed and disappeared in the bathroom. He left me a mess without a fucking word.

“Oh, c’mon! Don’t leave me like this, baby!” I called after him.

“We’ll see,” Ryder said loudly. “You look hot tied up in my bed and covered in cum.”

Well, fuck. How the hell was I supposed to argue with that?