Lube appeared, and then a slick finger pressed against his hole. He all but sobbed with relief as he let him in. More. Faster. He couldn’t wait any longer. It might have been a while since he’d had sex, but his body remembered well enough, and one finger easily became two, stretching him. His heart leaped into his throat when the third finger was added.
“Good?” Daddy checked.
Phex bit his lip. “S-so good. Don’t stop, Daddy. Please don’t stop.”
Daddy’s rumbling laugh reverberated through his body. “No worries, baby boy. I have no intention of stopping anytime soon.”
Clearly a master at multitasking, Daddy stretched Phex with his right hand while slicking himself with his left. He pulled his fingers out and pushed against Phex’s legs. “Open wide for me.”
Phex’s cheeks heated. Daddy was sitting between his legs, his eyes fixated on Phex’s ass. He was so open, on display with nowhere to hide. His belly sloshed with the mix of shame and pleasure, of embarrassment and exhilaration.
“Mmm, such a pretty hole you have.” Daddy’s low voice was so sexy. “But it’s a little empty, isn’t it?”
“Fill me, Daddy.” Phex was unafraid to beg now. “Please, Daddy. Need you inside me. Make me not empty anymore.”
11
Make me not empty anymore.
Phex might have meant it literally, but that simple statement sent fire deep into Devlin’s soul. His boy had been empty. He’d been empty and lonely and desperate, even if he hadn’t realized it himself. But Devlin had. And now he’d be no longer wanting because Devlin was here.
“Daddy’s here,” he said again, feeling those words in every cell of his body. They put a lump in his throat. “Daddy’s here to take care of you.”
He lined up and pressed his cock against Phex’s opening. Phex shuddered, then let him in, his body opening for Devlin like a flower opened for the sun. He didn’t take it easy. Couldn’t have if he’d wanted to. The need to claim him was too all-encompassing. He filled him with a few precise thrusts until he was all the way inside him, their bodies one.
Phex blinked at him with teary eyes. “Perfect,” he whispered.
“So are you, sweetheart. You fit me like a glove.”
He stayed buried inside him as he kissed him again and again and again, his mouth so addictive he thought he’d never be able to let go.
“Daddy, please…”
“Not yet, baby boy. Daddy needs to feel you…own you. And you need to know who your Daddy is.”
“You are.” It came out as a half sob. “You’re everything I need.”
How sweet those words were, how deeply satisfying. “My perfect boy… Are you gonna let Daddy claim you?”
“Anything. Everything.”
To see a man who was usually so put together, so professional and goddamn smart, come apart under him was a thrill like no other. Phex submitted with everything he had, and it was the most beautiful sight on the planet.
Devlin slowly pulled back until only the tip of his cock was in, then surged back in. Phex’s blunt nails dug into Devlin’s skin with a force that sent sparks through his balls and cock. He liked it with a bit of force, didn’t he? His next thrust was even harder, a wet slap echoing through the room as their flesh collided. Phex lifted his hips to meet him, and Devlin sped up, driving deep inside Phex until everything became a blur, his actions purely guided by a primitive need.
Their grunts and moans mingled, their breaths puffed together between sloppy, uncoordinated kisses until even kissing became too much effort. The pleasure was all-consuming, too big to grasp with his mind. All he could do was feel. Phex’s slick body under his own, his tight channel gripping him as if it never wanted to let go. Their heartbeats racing, their lungs heaving, heated breaths meeting moans and whimpers and incomprehensible mumblings for more. Please, Daddy. Please. Oh, how pretty he was when he begged. Stunning.
Devlin had never moved this fluidly, his body like molten lava, all his senses overheated. He licked Phex’s neck, smacking at the salty taste of his sweat, then pressed his mouth against his skin again and sucked. His knees were shaking, on the borderof giving out on him, his muscles on fire as they protested the strenuous activity. But he never stopped. He couldn’t.
He hurtled toward his release at breakneck speed, and from the way Phex was thrashing underneath him, he had to be close as well. A drawn-out moan hung on his lips as he lay there with his eyes closed, meeting Devlin’s every thrust. His hand snuck between them, fisting his cock, then jerking himself off rapidly. He didn’t need long, and his body froze as his hand kept moving, coaxing spurt after spurt from his cock until he shivered and went slack.
Devlin threw his head back and roared. Flat out roared as he slammed into him, feeling like a god, like he’d risen above mere mortals. The pleasure lifted him higher and higher, and then he flew. His cock jerked inside Phex, unloading inside him, filling him. Claiming him. Breeding him, and how fucking sexy that word felt. Phex washis.
He lay exhausted as he recovered, turned on his back with Phex half on top of him, cuddling in his arms. Their breaths slowed down, and the slick sweat on their bodies evaporated in the cool breeze the AC provided. But Devlin’s heart was still on fire for his boy. “How do you feel?” he checked in with him.
“Like I just got fucked,” Phex mumbled, and Devlin laughed at his dry sense of humor.
“I assume that’s good?”