“Fuck, you’re so hot inside,” Ulric whispered. Then he pushed another finger in, his musk growing heavy, his cock a thick, damp weight on Gage’s thigh.
Gage throbbed, just having him this close. And he planted his feet on Ulric’s chest, shoving him backward. “That was just a taste, babe.”
He flew at Ulric, pinning him down again. Ulric reached around and grasped Gage’s ass, spreading him open so his hole was completely exposed. Gage leaked onto him. “Not there.”
Ulric reached down; Gage knocked his hand away. But Ulric slipped his other hand back there, and all the warning Gage received was a caress between his cheeks. Then Ulric shoved his fingers in, a rough, demanding burn all the way to his knuckles. Stretched open, Gage swore and clenched.
Ulric found a spot inside. Then he pushed down hard on it, and bliss shot down Gage’s nerves, sending sparks through his vision. Ulric rumbled, pleased. He worked Gage’s prostate, over and over, until pleasure coursed through Gage’s limbs and his precome squirted between them, his balls pulling tight.
“I’m gonna—” Gage lifted himself off Ulric.
Ulric shoved him to the side and pounced, slamming Gage down against the mattress. He grasped Gage’s ass, spreading him, shoving his blunt tip between Gage’s cheeks.
Gage’s instincts snarled. Just as Ulric was about to push inside, Gage heaved him off. “Nope.”
“Gods, Gage.” Ulric growled, prowling back. Gage shoved him off with his feet; Ulric struggled, knocking Gage’s feet to his sides. Then he grasped Gage’s legs and spread them wide, he slammed Gage back down onto the mattress, cramming his tip into Gage’s crack, right against his hole.
“Fuck off,” Gage hissed—just because Ulric liked it.
“Mine,” Ulric growled, snapping his hips, spreading Gage’s cheeks with his sheer width. Gage wasn’t sure how it’d fit inside. His balls pulled tight.
He shoved Ulric off and pinned him, pushing his cock against Ulric’s hole. Ulric thrashed and heaved him off, and now they were fighting for real, Ulric struggling against Gage, his entire body rubbing up against Gage’s front.
“Feel my cock,” Gage whispered, grinding it against Ulric’s thigh. “This is gonna go into you.”
Ulric hissed, heaving him off. And his cock strained between them, heavy and ravenous.
Ulric shouldered Gage into the mattress, ripping Gage’s pants off his legs. Then he shoved Gage’s knees apart, he pushed them so far up, forcing Gage’s spine to arch and his ass to tilt up toward Ulric, his hole exposed.
Ulric groaned, reaching down to pump his cock. This gave Gage an advantage; he rolled out of Ulric’s grip, snatching the lube off the nightstand. Just as he was about to squirt some onto his fingers, Ulric grabbed the tube, squeezing a huge dollop onto his cock. And he smoothed the gel down the length of it, cramming two fingers into Gage’s hole, forcing Gage to open for him.
Ulric found that one spot again—a shower of sparks sizzled through Gage’s body. Gage swore and arched. Ulric jammed his fingers against it, over and over, until Gage’s hole squeezed tight and his cock fucking hurt, and he knew he was about to blow.
Ulric pulled his fingers out, leaving him on the edge. Then he mounted Gage; Gage squirmed out from beneath him, refusing to give this to him easy.
Except Ulric snarled and threw himself bodily on Gage, he pushed his cock between Gage’s thighs and crammed his tip against Gage’s entrance. And Gage knew that Ulric would push in this time.
“‘Popcorn’,” Ulric rasped, his cock leaking onto Gage’s hole. “Say it and get out now, Gage.”
But this was the alpha side of Ulric, the part of Ulric that he kept buried until times like this. Gage flipped him off, shoving Ulric off his back. “Not in a million years.”
He was about to clamber off the mattress when Ulric slammed into him from behind, bringing them both crashing down. And Ulric’s cock pushed thick between Gage’s cheeks, he crammed his blunt tip against Gage’s hole and shoved, and it opened Gage wider than he’d ever been, inches upon thick inches pushing inside, stretching Gage so much that Gage couldn’t breathe.
Fuck, Ulric was big. And he felt even bigger inside.
“Take it,” Ulric snarled, slamming every inch into Gage. Gage roared and arched, his body opening, all his nerves lighting up as his alpha claimed him then and there, Ulric’s cock filling him up so full that he knew no other alpha would ever be enough. Just Ulric.
“Fuck, babe,” Gage rasped, clenching around him.
Ulric panted, his strokes growing uneven, his cock keeping Gage spread as he began to pound in, harder and harder. “‘P-popcorn’,” Ulric hissed, his grip tight on Gage’s hips, his cock growing thicker. “Now.”
“No,” Gage spat. And Ulric cursed, slamming in so hard that he shoved Gage forward on the bed. And he yanked Gage back, plunging every single inch in.
Gage struggled. Ulric weighed him down, his cock pistoning inside Gage, over and over, a demanding thickness that told Gage he belonged to Ulric. And that Ulric wouldn’t let Gage go until he’d been properly fucked.
The longer he plowed into Gage, the closer he urged Gage toward the edge. Gage couldn’t believe he was still hard, he couldn’t believe he had Ulric inside him. And it felt so damn fucking good, Ulric coaxing every single one of Gage’s nerves to sing, so much that his balls pulled tight and he thought he would explode all over Ulric’s bed.
Ulric bit hard into Gage’s shoulder, his strokes turning uneven, desperate. He was close. Then he snarled, thrusting in a final time, slamming Gage against the mattress. Warmth flooded Gage inside—that was Ulric’s pleasure, Ulric’s marking. Gage couldn’t hold back. Pleasure crashed through him in a bright-white wave, arching his spine, ripping his come out of him.
They breathed together for a long moment, Gage holding onto Ulric, pulling Ulric’s arms around himself. That had been the first time he’d let an alpha claim him. It had been Ulric. And Ulric had felt phenomenal.
Gage would feel Ulric’s
