He hadn’t thought it was possible for him to get any harder. “Are you sure?”
“Do you want me to beg? I want to feel your bare cock in my ass. Want you to come inside me and fill me up. No one’s ever done that to me before. Be my first, Seamus. Please.”
Fuck yes. “My first too. I’ve never…”
Anything. I never did anything, never felt anything until you.
He should have kissed him again. Should have used his fingers and tongue to get him ready, but Seamus couldn’t wait. The drive to claim the man beneath him had taken over. Seamus spread his cheeks, fingers slippery and shaking, and then he was there.
One strong thrust forced his dick past the resistant muscles until he was buried to the hilt in Bellamy. “Christ, Bell. Fuck, that’s tight.”
He bit his tongue to stop himself from shouting in pleasure, his hand skimming damply over Bellamy’s shaking back. He was too quiet. “Did I hurt you?”
Say no.
Bellamy shook his head, his whole body trembling, and Seamus had to strain to hear his whispered, “Don’t stop, Seamus.”
He groaned as he dragged his hips slowly back before pressing deep again. God, he’d never felt anything like this. So damn tight. Adrenaline and desire pumped through him, but he tried to hold himself back as long as he could. He needed it to last.
This was where he wanted to live. With Bellamy’s ass clinging to his cock, his body pushing back against him every time he withdrew, as if he couldn’t stand the loss. He was making his Bell moan and shake and beg. Taking control of his pleasure for once. His. Bell belonged to him.
He tried to dig his fingers tried into Bellamy’s side and shoulders but the oil made it impossible. When Seamus leaned forward and gripped the thick hair on the back of his head, Bellamy’s groan was loud and desperate. “Yes, Seamus. Harder. You can’t hurt me. Fuck me like you want to. Let go.”
Those words stole the last of his control. He tightened the fingers tangled in Bellamy’s hair and started to ride him hard and wild. He could feel every clench and shiver from the body beneath him and it was so good his eyes wanted to roll back in his head.
It’s so good. Can’t stop. I never want to stop.
The rougher he got, the more Bellamy pushed him. “Harder, Seamus. Fuck, just like that. So good. Deeper. Oh, God, your cock feels so—” He started muttering in Turkish and French and it turned Seamus on. So much he didn’t notice they were sliding across the mat with the force of his thrusts. So much he didn’t realize his grip was pulling Bellamy’s neck back too far so he could kiss him as their bodies slapped wetly together.
This is mine. I want this so much.
“Please,” Bellamy moaned against his lips. “I can’t last much longer.”
“You like it?” Seamus heard the gravel in his voice. “You like my cock in your ass this time?”
“Yes,” he said instantly. “Only you, Seamus. Pin me down and fuck me. Only you.”
A possessive need curled around him. “Only me,” he repeated darkly, his hips pounding so hard he could feel it in his bones. “You’ve taken everything, Bell. All of me. Now tell me this is mine.”
Bellamy was groaning with every breath now, widening his thighs for more. “It’s yours. I’m yours. Anytime you want me. Any way you want me. Oh God, Seamus. Fuck, yes like that.”
Jesus. It was too good. He couldn’t get deep enough. Couldn’t go fast enough. He felt completely out of control. “I want it all, Bell. All the time. I can’t stop wanting you.”
“You have me,” Bell whispered, hissing when Seamus tugged on his hair again in response. “Please.”
Seamus was wild. Close. But he had to wait to send Bellamy over. “Come all over this mat like you come on me, Bell. I want to feel you tighten around my cock. I need to see what I do to you.”
The words had Bellamy shouting hoarsely with his release, his body jerking and quaking beneath him. “Seamus.”
“So fucking good, Bell. You’re taking it so good. I love it. I love your ass so much.”
Seamus heard the nonsense coming out of his mouth but he couldn’t stop it, any more than he could stop himself from responding to the clenching muscles around his cock. “Have to come inside you. Need you to fill you up, Bell. Love you—Bell!”
Everything went black before coming back in bright, brilliant color. His body was a lightning rod in a storm and electricity was arcing off and through him with every jolt of his cock as he found his release. He looked down and saw it leaking out of Bellamy’s ass and he wanted to run a victory lap and plant a damn flag. He wanted to howl. He would as soon as his body stopped trembling.