Chapter 20
FLETCHER
As Adam filled my needy, aching hole with his thick cock, I felt like I might pass out. The stretch and the burn was so good. I was so damn full that I wanted to cry. I gripped the bedsheets in both hands and thrust my hips out, begging Adam. I didn’t care that I sounded like a whore.
I needed it. Needed him. And I needed him now.
Adam didn’t disappoint.
Pulling out achingly slow, he paused for a moment before he thrust back in just as deep. His cock filled me in a way I never thought possible and I whined, tears stinging my eyes.
He grasped my hips in both hands and began to fuck me in slow, steady strokes. At least at first. But with each plea and whimper that fell from my lips, they grew harder and faster, until the only noises in the room were our grunts and moans and the lewd slapping of flesh.
I was so wet, I could feel myself leaking all over, dripping down my taint and balls and onto the sheets below, but fuck. Fuck… I tugged on my cock helplessly. It’d been hard for hours, agonizing, my orgasm unattainable.
But god, when Adam’s cock pistoned against that spot inside of me, fireworks shot off in my head and my vision sparked. I cried out as my body jerked, hot pleasure rushing through me. My cock pulsed in my grasp, splattering the sheets with pump after pump of cum.
My toes curled and my body shook, but Adam didn’t stop. He fucked me right past the point of sensitivity, his breathing harsh as he gripped my hips and used them as leverage. All I could do was moan, half-delirious, and melt into the bed as the Alpha had his way with my body.
I loved every moment of it.
“Fuck, Fletcher,” Adam gasped out, his lips hot on my neck. “So tight… Not gonna last.”
“Give it to me, Alpha,” I breathed. “I want your knot.” I practically panted the word, and it didn’t take long before Adam was giving me just that.
He stretched me wide open, then collapsed on top of me. We sank into the bedsheets together, the both of us breathing hard. Adam stroked my sides with gentle fingers, kissing the back of my neck.
Beneath him, I trembled from the aftershocks, my heat sated, but unsure of what would happen next.
To my surprise, Adam rolled my arm over, baring my wrist, and rubbed his against mine. Marking me with his scent all over again. The sharp tang of it swelled around me, and I breathed it in.
“I’ll take care of you, Fletcher,” he murmured, his voice low and a little rough. “I mean it. I might not be able to promise you forever, but I can give you right now.”
Swallowing the emotion building in my throat, I turned slightly, so I could look at him. Adam’s gaze was gentle and soft, and when he kissed me, it was just as sweet.
I melted into it. I couldn’t help myself. After resisting this for days and still ending up in Adam’s bed? I didn’t care if right now was all I got. It was all we had, after all.
So why not?