When Adam’s hand moved to stroke his quivering stomach, Harry couldn’t take it anymore.
“Let’s have sex,” he blurted out. “I want to have sex with you. So much.”
Adam made an odd, strangled noise that sounded like half-laugh, half-groan, his body stiffening, his muscles almost vibrating with tension. “Haz—”
“Please,” Harry said, slipping his hand into Adam’s boxers and pulling out his cock. He stroked it greedily. It felt amazing in his hand, both hard and kind of silky.
A part of him couldn’t believe his own boldness. That part of him told him to be ashamed of how much he wanted it—wanted to have actual sex with someone who wasn’t his bondmate, with a member of another species, with a man Harry’s race would consider little better than a barbarian. But that part of him was very small and grew weaker with every passing minute. Harry didn’t care. He didn’t care what people back home would think of him if they could see him now. He wanted Adam, wanted everything he could get, wanted to have Adam inside him—wanted Adam to fuck him. The word “fuck” had always seemed dirty and vulgar to Harry, both in Calluvian and Terran languages, but now he thought it fit the base want burning his body. He wanted to be fucked. He wanted Adam to fuck him. He wanted it with a desperation that was worsened by the knowledge that his time with Adam was limited.
“Let’s have sex,” Harry said, squeezing Adam’s cock. “I want you so much.”
Adam cursed and suddenly rolled on top of him, pinning him to the mattress with his long, heavy body. Adam’s thigh pressed between his legs, against his hard cock, and Harry whimpered. Wrapping his legs around Adam’s hips, he surged up and kissed Adam clumsily, licking into his mouth.
Adam groaned and returned the kiss, his tongue thrusting into Harry’s mouth in a rhythm Harry longed for him to do with his body. Squirming, Harry ground against Adam’s cock, trying and failing to relieve the ache in his groin. “Adam,” he whispered against Adam’s mouth.
“What, babe?” Adam murmured between the long, wet, dizzying kisses.
“I need,” Harry said, squirming fruitlessly under Adam, trying to pull him closer. “Need you.”
Adam turned his head to mouth at Harry’s ear, his breathing unsteady. “What do you need, Haz?”
Harry’s brows furrowed. Hadn’t he made it clear already? “Need you to fuck me.”
Adam drew in a harsh breath. “Are you sure?” he said, his voice so deep it was nearly unrecognizable.
Harry nodded dazedly, gripping Adam’s buttocks. “Want to feel you inside me.”
Adam made a low, growling sound before dragging his wet mouth down Harry’s neck. “Yeah,” he rasped, sucking love bites into Harry’s skin. “Yeah. We just need—” Adam tore himself away with a muffled curse and reached out for the drawer. He rummaged in it for a few moments before swearing again. “I have condoms, but I’m out of lube.”
Harry blinked at him, unsure what he was talking about. “Doesn’t matter,” he mumbled, trying to pull Adam back onto him.
Adam laughed harshly. “We need lube, Haz. I need to prepare you, to open you up for my cock.”
Adam’s cock.
Harry shivered, his own cock throbbing and his hole leaking, so empty. He shook his head. “I don’t need it,” he managed “I’m ready, I swear.”
He could see Adam’s frown as he peered at him in the darkness. “Harry—”
“I’m ready,” Harry nearly whined, grabbing Adam’s hand and shoving it in his underwear. Bypassing his hard cock, Harry pressed Adam’s fingers against his slick hole and whimpered at the contact.
Adam drew in a sharp breath. “Did you prep yourself for me before coming to bed?” He pushed a finger in and Harry shuddered. Yes, this was what he had needed so badly. Distantly, he realized that Adam was asking something and nodded, hoping it was the correct response. He didn’t care—as long as Adam kept him filled up.
Adam stroked the inside of Harry’s hole with two fingers, scissoring them. It felt so good, but it wasn’t enough. Harry wanted more. Harry wanted—he wanted… He looked at Adam’s cock, standing thick and long, and his hole clenched around Adam’s fingers.
“Want,” Harry said, reaching down and grabbing Adam’s cock’s again. It was even harder now. Harry whined, imagining how good it would feel, filling him up and stretching him to the limit. “Put it in.”
Adam swore under his breath, knocked Harry’s hand away, and quickly rolled something on his cock.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” he said, settling between Harry’s thighs.
Harry did and watched impatiently as Adam guided his cock inside him. Harry let out a quiet, blissful sigh as the hard length filled him slowly. Too slowly. Frowning, Harry moved his hips, trying to get it deeper.
Adam hissed. “Haz, slow down. You’ll hurt yourself.” Despite his rational words, he sounded gone, his hands stroking Harry’s thighs and his cock starting to move inside Harry.