Bar Down (Grand Marquee Manticores #2)

Chapter 34

THIRTY-FOUR

ASH

Eli kisses me deeply, tongue swirling with mine and I pull him up so we’re both on our knees on the mattress. My hand finds his cock and I pump him a few times as he groans into my mouth.

“Turn around,” I say, letting go of him and sitting back on my heels. He eyes me intently but eventually does what I say.

As he turns around, I see my last name and number on his back and the feral beast inside me threatens to come out. I’ve never been possessive of anything or anyone in my life, but one look at Eli in that goddamn jersey makes me want to throw him over my shoulder and take him far away from everything and everyone that could ever harm him.

He looks back at me, confused, and I swiftly move behind him, gripping his hips and grinding into him. Eli’s head falls back on my shoulder and one of my hands finds his throat, squeezing lightly.

“Fuck,” he breathes.

“Already? No foreplay?” I tease, biting down on his earlobe and feeling him shiver. My other hand trails from his hips down to the coarse hairs on his thigh and cupping his balls. Eli’s face turns towards me and I capture his lips in a bruising kiss.

As my hand lets go of his throat, I reach down with both hands and peel the jersey off of him and over his head, tossing it somewhere on the floor.

“Lie down, ass up.”

Eli does as he’s told and gets rewarded with a swift slap on his right cheek.

“What a good boy you are when you’re willing to listen.”

All he says in reply is a muffled fuck and I smile to myself. He likes this, I think. He likes this a lot.

I move further down the bed and position my face at his entrance, using both my hands to massage his cheeks before spreading him open and licking him in one swipe of my tongue.

Eli groans into the pillow and jerks a little, but my hands keep him in place as I do it again and again. He relaxes more, and I reach around to pump his hard cock. I swipe the precum around and pause, bringing my hand up to his mouth.

“Suck.”

Two of my fingers disappear into his mouth and he gets them nice and wet until they come out with a pop. I move back to his entrance and circle both fingers, feeling him tense up.

“Try to relax. If there’s anything you don’t like, just tell me and we can stop.”

“Okay.”

I move my fingers around again, spreading the wetness and kissing his back. When I feel him relax more, I dip the tip of my index finger inside of him and hold it in place, letting him readjust.

My free hand reaches around to play with his cock again and the more he relaxes, the further inside my finger slips. When there’s no further for me to go, I start curling it, slowly pumping in and out, all the while gripping his cock.

I pull my finger out and reach into my nightstand for lube and condoms and Eli watches me patiently, breathing hard. “Still okay with all of this?”

“Yes. I really want you inside me.”

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy here, Eli.”

When I return to his ass, I enter him with two fingers this time, slowly working them in until he’s relaxed and pliant again. We repeat the process with three, until I’m sure he can take me. I pull back and admire his gorgeous body, slowly rolling on the condom while Eli’s eyes are glued to the movement. I pump myself a few more times because fuck if I’m not greedy for the attention. Eli bites his lip as he watches me stroke myself and I can’t take the torture anymore.

I tease his entrance with the head of my cock and a groan slips out past my lips. Eli’s hands tighten in the sheets as he looks over his shoulder at me.

“Are you ready?” I ask, hoping that he doesn’t change his mind because I’m dying to be inside him, but ready to stop if he feels like this is too much.

“Yes,” he whispers, relaxing again as I lean in to kiss his cheek, his shoulder, his back.

I slowly push myself inside him and it takes all my willpower not to drive myself to the hilt. I stop every time he tenses up and coax him with tender kisses and sweet caresses. He feels so fucking good.

When I finally bottom out, I can feel the sweat dripping down my temple. “You’re so fucking tight, holy shit.”

“Fuck, that—you—feel so good.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes, but it’s a good kind of hurt,” he rasps out, and I slowly readjust myself behind him.

“I’m going to start moving now.”

I go slow at first, pulling in and out, until he feels ready for more. When he does, Eli starts to push back, asking for faster strokes. I grip his hips as I start fucking him in quick and deep strokes and he grabs the headboard for support.

“Fuck, I think I’m getting close,” he says and I pull out completely, flipping him over to face me.

Eli

When Ash kisses me, I pull him closer to me, relishing in the feel of his body on top of mine. We’re both breathing hard and I’m glad to see that Ash is just as affected as I am by this experience. His face and chest are flushed, freckles stark against his skin. He’s fucking beautiful .

He kneels before me and wraps my legs around his waist, kissing up a trail from my chest to my lips.

“Why did you stop?” I ask.

“You felt too good, needed to make it last,” he chuckles in my ear.

I tighten my legs around his waist and his cock rubs against me, making me moan. Ash reaches down and lines himself up with me, pushing my legs up so that my knees hit my chest. The new angle is so intense that it makes me grip the sheets, my arms shaking, my breathing hard.

Ash is patient again, taking things slow until I’m ready and asking for more. When I’m certain I can take more, I move my legs back around his waist and pull him against me. I kiss him as he moves deeper inside and I claw at his back, needing him closer.

“Fuck, you feel so good, pretty boy, ” he says against my lips.

“Go harder, I can take it.”

“Stop saying things like that or I’m gonna come right now.”

I laugh and bite his lip, digging my heels into his ass and guiding him to move faster, harder, deeper. Ash places a hand next to my head and leans up on it, picking up the pace, his other hand reaching down and pumping me. My whole body tenses and I come with Ash’s name on my lips and his cock deep inside me.

When I come down from my high, Ash pulls out, takes off the condom, and before he can come all over me, I move further down the bed and take him in my mouth, gripping the rest of him.

I suck the head of his cock, hollowing my cheeks and he shakes and bows over me as he comes. I swallow every drop and then we collapse together in a spent heap.

My hands move all over his body, tracing the freckles on his shoulder. He looks down at me with so much love in his eyes that I can’t help but get choked up.

“I love you.” My lips find the tattoo over his heart and press there. Ash’s fingers rake through my hair and he kisses me. I want nothing more than to stay in this moment forever, to wake up slowly and make love to him in the morning. But I know I can’t.

“I love everything about you, Eli,” he says, eyes bouncing all over my face, like he’s committing me to memory.