“Now?” Olivier croaked, reaching down to spread his ass.
Eric’s breath punched out of him. His stare razed down Ollie’s body, and he licked his lips, covering Ollie’s hands with his own.
Then Eric said, “Maybe,” and he smirked.
Instead of teasing Ollie’s hole with his cock, Eric leaned in, taking Olivier’s dripping tip into his mouth.
There, he gave Ollie a wet, lewd kiss, slipping his tongue past Olivier’s foreskin, licking around where he’d cleaned with the terrycloth.
Olivier jerked, winding his fingers through Eric’s hair. He wanted more. Wanted to come again. Eric’s tongue was magic, teasing him with slow, languid strokes, before flicking against his sensitive piss-slit. Olivier gasped; Eric smiled, and took Ollie’s entire cock into his mouth.
Olivier panted. Eric leaned over him, his dark eyes watching as he flicked Olivier’s slit over and over, and then dragged his foreskin down, tormenting Ollie with every silky slide of his mouth.
“Eric,” Olivier panted, his legs trembling with pleasure.
“Mine,” Eric growled, releasing Ollie’s cock. It glistened with his spit; Eric kissed down its length, nosing at Ollie’s sac. Then he took that into his hot mouth, too. Olivier writhed beneath him.
“More,” Ollie pleaded.
Eric let Olivier’s balls slip out of his mouth; cool air brushed Ollie’s skin. “More tickles?”
“I want you to fuck me,” Olivier growled, relaxing his hole.
And Eric’s attention fell to Olivier’s entrance. He licked his damp lips, cupping Ollie’s ass with a hot, steady hand. “How do you want me to fuck you?”
Then he brushed his thumb lightly over Ollie’s hole, just a faint touch. Pleasure skittered through Olivier’s nerves. A sound fell from his mouth.
“Make that sound again,” Eric murmured, circling Ollie’s hole with his thumb.
Olivier didn’t know what he was talking about. Just focused on Eric’s thumb, the way it almost dipped inside him, the way it pressed against his hole, acutely aware of where Olivier needed to be filled.
“That’s it,” Eric said, his smile hungry. He dipped his head, spread Ollie’s cheeks wide, and pressed a kiss right on Olivier’s hole.
Ollie groaned, his face burning. “Eric!”
But Eric only pushed his tongue into Ollie. There wasn’t even a warning. Just a soft touch that spread him open, and Eric was tasting him inside again. Olivier panted, his cock leaking onto his belly, his toes curling.
Eric thrust his tongue into Ollie, over and over, until Olivier sobbed with need, tugging on Eric’s hair because he wanted his alpha inside now.
“Fuck me with your cock,” Ollie growled.
Eric lifted his head, his eyes glinting with appreciation. “Yeah?”
“I want you to fill me up,” Ollie continued, his cheeks burning when Eric’s smile grew. “I want your cock marking me everywhere inside. I want to be yours right now, damn it!”
Eric rumbled. When he sat up, Ollie found Eric’s cock smeared with precome, thick and dark, needing to be buried inside. Eric dragged his wrist down his cock, covering it with cedar. “Gonna mark you inside, too.”
Ollie’s hole squeezed.
Then Eric was upon him, pinning Ollie’s thighs open, rubbing his heavy cock up against Ollie’s, his chest rising with each hungry breath.
“Want this inside?” Eric rasped, squeezing their cocks together in his fist. He thrust lightly, a demanding, slick weight against Ollie’s cock. Ollie stopped breathing. “Gonna give you another baby, Ollie.”
Somehow, that only made Olivier wetter. “Yes, please.”
Eric’s pupils blew wide. He pushed two fingers into Ollie’s hole, swirling them around inside. When he pulled them out, slick glistened on them. Eric smeared that down his cock, prepping himself. He wasn’t going slow this time.
Ollie’s breath rushed out of him. He squirmed around onto all fours, pushing his hips up at Eric so there was no doubt what he wanted.
Eric grabbed his hips and slid his entire cock up against Olivier’s hole, base to tip. Then he pressed his blunt tip to Ollie’s entrance, and it was the moment Ollie had been waiting for all week.
Eric thrust inside, every single inch lighting up Olivier’s nerves. Ollie cried out. He stretched around his alpha, his body singing with pleasure.
“Fuck,” Eric growled, his hips rocking against Ollie’s, his balls tight with come. Ollie panted. Couldn’t think. Just focused on Eric’s length inside him, hot and heavy and thick, grinding against Olivier’s prostate.
“More,” he panted.
With every stroke, Eric pleasured Olivier’s insides, grinding up against his needy prostate, yanking a gasp from Ollie’s throat. Ollie couldn’t breathe. Just fucked himself on Eric until Eric growled, pinning his shoulders down against the bed, stroking Olivier’s belly with one hand.
Then he fucked into Olivier, deep and hard and fast, and Ollie closed his eyes to savor his alpha inside him, leaving his mark, Eric about to release his seed and claim Ollie thoroughly inside.
“Please,” Ollie sobbed.
“Mine,” Eric whispered, his breaths ragged, his chest heaving as he held Olivier to himself, his cock swelling even larger. “Can’t—Can’t hold on.”
“Yours,” Ollie gasped, offering his entire self to his alpha.
Eric claimed him. He pressed hard against Ollie’s prostate, and the pressure in Olivier’s body released like a broken dam, flooding through his nerves, his limbs, his mind.
Ollie came with a ragged cry, his cock pulsing, his body clenching. He couldn’t breathe, could only ride the flood of pleasure as it washed away all his thoughts.
There was just him and his alpha, Eric’s grip tightening as his breathing stuttered. Then he came, too, deep inside Ollie, his arms coming to wrap around Ollie as he leaned forward, spent with their mating.
Eric rolled them onto their sides, his knot growing inside Olivier’s body, his own breathing a mess.
Olivier drifted in and out of a doze, utterly relaxed, safe once more in his alpha’s arms.
It was only when Eric stroked his belly, when his knot had fully swelled and locked them together, that Eric murmured, “Missed me?”
Olivier chuckled softly. “You think?”
“I want to hear it from your lips.”
“I did. I missed you with all my heart, Eric.”
Eric rumbled,
