Dom swore and snapped his hips, and he opened Jesse—just his tip at first. Then he plowed inside, every single inch, a sweet slide of thick cock that stretched Jesse open so wide, he wheezed and almost came right there.
“Fuck,” Jesse panted, scrabbling against the sheets, just taking his alpha. There wasn’t anything else in the world like the feeling of Dom in him, Dom so big that he had to have straightened out Jesse’s insides.
If Jesse were a donut, Dom would’ve ripped him clean in two. Except he was stretched tight around Dom, close to breaking, and every tiny movement that Dom made sent pleasure racing up his veins.
“Mine,” Dom snarled, biting hard into Jesse’s shoulder, breaking skin.
Jesse hissed. “Yours.” He lifted his ass, angling it up at Dom—enough for Dom to snarl and pull out almost all the way, and slam his entire cock back inside.
Pleasure sluiced into Jesse’s veins; he gasped for breath, his body almost overwhelmed with need, with pleasure, with the feeling of Dom claiming him. He rocked back onto his alpha’s length, sinking down on it. Dom groaned, fucking in so hard that he shoved Jesse forward onto the bed. And he built a sweet rhythm, his wrist dragging down Jesse’s skin as he thrust in, over and over, his cock opening Jesse so wide that Jesse’s body knew only him.
Tension grew in Jesse’s body. He growled and wrenched himself away from Dom, so Dom slid out, leaving his body empty. Even if they were bonding today, even if he loved Dom—there was no way Jesse would make this easy for him.
He crawled across the bed and turned. Dom lunged, shoving Jesse down onto his back. Jesse heaved him off; Dom threw himself onto Jesse and hauled his legs open. And now they were getting serious, Dom’s smile a vicious slash across his face.
Jesse grinned. “I guess you can still fuck, old man.”
“I’ll show you ‘fucking’,” Dom snarled, pinning Jesse down the moment Jesse tried to escape. Then he shoved Jesse’s legs open, he bent Jesse almost in half so he exposed Jesse’s hole, and spat onto it, a warm wetness that slid down Jesse’s asscheek, gathering against his entrance. “Fuck, Sinclair. Such a tight hole.”
“Not gonna,” Jesse said, twisting away.
Dom forced Jesse’s legs apart and bore down, pinning them open with his weight—so there was no way Jesse could close his legs, there was no way for him to deny Dom. Jesse pulsed so hard, he was sure Dom could see it.
“‘Donut,’” Dom whispered, meeting his eyes.
“Actually.” Jesse licked his lips. “Yeah. Donut.”
Surprised, Dom released him.
Jesse savored it. It took a lot to surprise this alpha. He crawled across the bed and pulled open the donut box. Then he grabbed one of the remaining ones, shuffled back, and pushed it down onto Dom’s cock. “Now we can resume.”
Dom laughed. “You won’t get it all in with that donut on me.”
“Crush it.” Jesse shuffled away from Dom, pretending as though his hole wasn’t in desperate need of filling. “I don’t care.”
Dom snarled behind him. The next thing Jesse knew, he was tackled from behind, his entire body slamming into the mattress, Dom’s cock shoving against his ass. Jesse growled and heaved him off. Dom caught Jesse’s leg and hauled it up, exposing his hole.
“So fucking sweet for me,” Dom rasped, rubbing Jesse’s entrance.
Jesse twisted out of his grip. Dom had to force him onto his back, pinning Jesse down with one arm across his chest. Then he shoved Jesse’s leg up and pinned it, and his tip jammed between Jesse’s cheeks, right against his hole.
“‘Donut’,” Dom said again.
“Fuck off.” Jesse spat on him. Dom smiled, pinning Jesse’s legs open so wide, he was spread like a feast.
Dom angled his cock and slipped his tip inside, and then he slammed in so hard, Jesse arched off the bed, panting, his body singing with the pleasure coursing through his veins.
“Damn you,” Jesse hissed. Even if he didn’t want Dom to stop, ever.
Dom smiled and plowed in harder, his whole cock sinking in all at once. Jesse swore. And Dom began a savage rhythm, holding Jesse down, open for him, Jesse’s body entirely his as he ravaged it. Jesse panted with each stroke, pleasure swelling through him.
He reached up, pressing his palm against Dom’s throat, just cradling him there. Where he was vulnerable. Dom smiled down at him. And they joined, over and over, Dom crushing the donut between them until it became a mess of chocolate, hardly a barrier as he pushed every last inch in. Jesse couldn’t breathe, he was so close to the edge.
“Come for me, Sinclair,” Dom panted, snapping his hips, sliding so deep that Jesse threw his head back, trying to get enough air into his lungs.
“No,” Jesse hissed.
Dom’s rhythm turned savage, until all Jesse could smell was his alpha, until all Jesse could feel was Dom. Then Dom leaned in and kissed him full on the lips, and he hit that one spot inside Jesse, so hard that pleasure rocked through Jesse’s body and wiped out all his thoughts. An animal sound ripped out of his throat, his spine arching, his toes curling.
Dom followed him over the edge with a snarl. He buried himself completely and held still, and Jesse felt Dom swell, trembling as he filled Jesse with spurt after spurt of come.
Dom kissed him, panting and sloppy. Then he dropped kisses all over the rest of Jesse’s face—his forehead, his nose, his cheeks. It felt as though he was treating Jesse like someone precious. Jesse flushed, unused to this intimacy.
“You’re being a sap,” he muttered.
“I don’t see you shoving me off.” Dom smiled.
“I don’t dislike it.”
Dom snorted. “Okay, I’ll stop.”
Jesse couldn’t help his visceral reaction—tensing, biting his tongue before he pleaded for Dom to return. Dom, the bastard that he was, smiled and nuzzled Jesse under his jaw. “It’ll be a cold day in hell before I stop, Sinclair,” Dom murmured, catching Jesse’s wrist. Then
