Page 88 of Silver & Gold

“More, damn it,” Seth demanded, his hand pinching between Raider’s balls and his cock. Raider’s dick pulsed and wept and Seth finally released his throat.

“That’s it, good,” Seth praised as he gathered up the precum and slicked his cock. His other hand pressed into Raider’s sternum, pinning him. Raider was so turned on he could barely think.

Seth lifted Raider’s hips, pressed his cockhead to Raider’s hole, and shoved inside. Raider cried out at the sudden, harsh intrusion. It burned, but the pain made his cock twitch against his abdomen. As Seth started to thrust into him, Raider let go. The last threads of his thoughts frayed and he gave himself over to the rough fucking. When he reached for his cock, Seth knocked his hand away.

“I told you that’s mine.”

Raider moaned. At some point, Seth pulled out and manhandled Raider onto his hands and knees before driving into him again. Every time Raider was about to come, Seth pulled out and switched positions.

Raider was shaking, moaning, begging. He didn’t even know what he was saying, only that he was pleading with Seth, desperate for release. But Seth had total control of Raider’s body, and he was ruthless with it. He took Raider to the edge again and again, not letting him come.

Raider didn’t even realize he was on his hands and knees again until Seth yanked him upright. Seth’s cock shifted roughly inside him as he was hauled back against Seth’s torso. One of Seth’s hands clamped onto Raider’s throat. His other grabbed Raider’s cock. But he’d gone still.

Breathing hard into Raider’s ear, Seth demanded, “Had enough?”

Raider whimpered.

Seth squeezed Raider’s throat and his dick. “Ready to do what I say?”

Seth relaxed his grip enough for Raider to gasp, “Yes.”

Seth squeezed again, but he didn’t thrust into Raider as he ordered, “Then come.”

Raider let out a strangled cry around the constriction at his throat as his balls pulsed and his cock shot out a creamy strand.

“Oh, good boy,” Seth gritted out and thrust up into Raider’s ass, hitting his prostate and making another creamy strand spurt from him. Then Seth unleashed himself on Raider’s ass, fucking hard and deep until he too was crying out.

Releasing Raider’s throat, Seth bent him over and pumped hard into him as his cock kicked against Raider’s sweet spot, milking strand after strand of cum from him until he collapsed. Or he would have collapsed if Seth hadn’t caught him. Still buried deep, his hips still jacking forward, Seth settled them both to the ground.

They lay still, panting, for a long while as they came down from the release. Seth’s cock remained buried in Raider’s ass. He kept one hand on Raider’s groin, cupping his balls. His other hand massaged Raider’s throat.

Raider’s thoughts were too scattered for him to have much awareness as Seth pulled out of him and gathered him up, carrying him to the pool. He let Seth remain in control as they settled in the water. Seth stroked his face and cradled him, tender now as he always was after sex, especially when it was rough.

Raider rested against Seth, breathing quietly and letting himself recenter.

“What?” he asked when he noticed Seth staring at something on the bank.

“That peacock. It’s always outside our room. Now it’s here.”

Raider followed the direction of Seth’s gaze and spotted the gorgeous bird pecking at something in the grass, its spectacular tail trailing.

“So?” Raider said. “It’s pretty.”

“Hm.”

Seth picked up a small stone from the bank and chucked it at the bird. The peacock skittered away then took off with a heavy flapping of wings. Its tail shimmered in the light, brilliant green and blue.

Raider frowned. “Was that necessary?”

“Yes.”

“Brute.”

“I know. Speaking of … are you all right?”

Raider closed his eyes, content. He settled more deeply against Seth. “Yes. I needed that.”

Seth’s fingers threaded through Raider’s hair. “We’ll use the oil next time.”