“I wanna hear you come,” Kai rasped, shoving down against Micah’s prostate with toe-curling accuracy. “Then I’m gonna open you up. Fill you with my cock. You want that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Micah wheezed, his cock aching. He reached down for it, except Kai grabbed Micah’s arm, pinning it against his back.
“Don’t touch,” Kai whispered, his musk thick in the air. “You’ll come because of me.”
He drove his fingers into Micah, over and over, until Micah shook uncontrollably, leaking around Kai’s fingers, his cock grinding against the precome-soaked sheets.
Pleasure lanced through Micah’s body then, bright white and blinding. Micah spurted onto the bed, crying out loud.
“Quiet,” Kai hissed, even as he fucked Micah with his fingers, squeezing every last drop of come out of him.
“C-can’t,” Micah gasped, writhing. Kai felt like bliss.
Kai growled, pulling his fingers out of Micah’s ass, leaving him empty. When Micah turned to protest, he found Kai wiping Micah’s slick onto his cock, lubing himself up. Then he reached over and hooked his fingers into Micah’s shirt, shoving it up Micah’s chest.
“Off,” Kai said.
Without leverage, Micah fumbled to get it off. When he managed to, Kai shoved the shirt against Micah’s lips, pushing it into Micah’s mouth. It soaked up the moisture from Micah’s tongue.
“Bite down,” Kai growled. “This is just the start.”
Micah whimpered, trembling. His hole already felt thoroughly-fucked; what would it be like with Kai’s cock?
Kai curled his fingers around Micah’s hips, dragging Micah up and off the bed, closer to himself. Then he reached under Micah, where the dregs of Micah’s come had puddled on the drenched sheets. Kai scooped up what he could. And stroked it down his own cock, mixing it with his precome, and Micah’s slick.
Micah’s face burned. Kai breathed out shakily, licking his lips, his gaze raking hot down Micah’s body.
“Is this how you fuck Spike?” Micah groaned around his shirt.
Kai flashed a hungry smile. “Kinda. I fight with him in bed.”
“You aren’t... fighting with me.”
“Was prepping you up. You haven’t taken my cock for a whole fuck before.” Kai’s gaze darkened. “I was trying to be gentle. That’s gonna stop now.”
Micah’s insides grew hot. That was Kai being gentle?
“How... how are you like when you’re not gentle?” Micah rasped, angling his ass up at Kai, needing to know.
Kai growled low in his throat, sliding his thumb down between Micah’s cheeks, that singular touch drawing every ounce of Micah’s attention. “You’re gonna scream,” Kai whispered, climbing onto the mattress with sleek, purposeful moves, like a predator. “Bite down on that shirt.”
Micah’s body flooded with heat. Kai grasped Micah’s hips and yanked him back, so Micah bumped against his thighs. Kai ground his cock against Micah’s hole, dipping his fingers inside. He spread Micah’s slick all over his length, his breathing uneven, his hips jerking forward.
Micah gasped. Kai lifted his cock off Micah’s body, spitting.
Something warm and wet slid down Micah’s ass, trickling all the way to his hole. And Kai let his cock press back down, its sheer width keeping Micah’s cheeks spread.
“Gonna open you,” Kai whispered, rocking his hips. His balls tapped against Micah’s sac. “Gonna fill you with my come.”
Micah groaned and writhed; Kai swore. He shoved Micah forward and pinned him down, Micah’s face and shoulders pressed against the mattress. Then Kai rocked his hips against Micah’s ass, hard, forceful thrusts that jerked Micah forward.
There was being pinned by an alpha, and then there was Kai Ventura with his broad chest against your back, his thick cock sliding between your asscheeks, his callused fingers circling your cock and balls, as though he owned all of you.
“Sure you want this,” Kai breathed, his hips rocking sweetly against Micah. “Not gonna stop when I get inside.”
“Don’t stop,” Micah begged around his shirt, trying to angle his body so Kai would push inside him. “Kai, please.”
Kai snarled, wrapping his arm around Micah’s waist. With his other hand, he wedged his tip against Micah’s hole.
Then he snapped his hips, his cock plunging into Micah, blunt and thick. In the next breath, Kai hauled Micah down onto his cock, cramming every single inch into Micah’s body.
Micah wheezed. Kai’s cock dragged through his insides, sending a jolt down his nerves. And yet Kai didn’t stop there—he anchored his palm against Micah’s shoulder and fucked in hard, every thrust rocking Micah forward, opening Micah’s ass so there was no part of him Kai hadn’t touched.
Was this how Kai claimed his brother, too?
“K-Kai,” Micah gasped, scrabbling against the sheets.
“Gonna fuck you raw,” Kai growled, snapping his hips up. His curved cock ground hard against Micah’s prostate; Micah cried out, throbbing.
Kai trembled at the sound, his breath rushing hot into Micah’s hair. Then he fucked into Micah so hard that Micah skidded forward by an inch. Kai hauled Micah back and pulled Micah down onto his own cock, forcing Micah to open wider around him, where his cock flared to meet his body.
Somehow, Micah’s cock thickened. How am I hard again?
Kai stroked his palm down Micah’s chest, then his belly, finding Micah’s cock full for him. He rumbled, pleased. Then he tightened his fist around Micah’s cock, holding it still. What...?
When Kai plunged into Micah again, he shoved Micah forward, so Micah’s cock fucked into Kai’s fist, his foreskin catching against Kai’s fingers, his bare, sensitive tip pushing out past the tightness of Kai’s grip, shameless and hungry.
Micah shuddered; Kai snarled, fucking him deeper, his cock grinding just right against Micah’s sweetest spot. Micah dripped, the pleasure too much to bear. And yet Kai didn’t hold him tightly enough; he did it just so Micah would shake with pleasure, held back from the edge.
“P-please,” Micah sobbed, trembling in Kai’s arms, reaching down to touch his own cock. “M-more!”
Kai caught Micah’s hand, holding it away from his cock. Then he shoved Micah down and fucked viciously into him, his cock a heavy, unyielding force inside Micah, winding up Micah’s hunger until he writhed and shoved himself at Kai, his
