Page 17 of Toxic Devotion

“What did you do?”

“I fucked myself with them, thinking of you, of your cock inside me. Your mouth on me.” Neil sucked in a trembling breath, then motioned toward a bag on the floor by the dresser. “Then I used the dildo to get my hole stretched enough for you.”

Marco stopped moving, lust burning in his veins as he looked down at the man obviously trying to drive him insane.

“Where were you?”

Neil squirmed under him and gasped out, “Hotel.”

Marco leaned forward, grabbing a handful of Neil’s hair and jerking his head back. He lowered his head, lips skirting over Neil’s Adam’s apple, smiling when it moved against his lips.

“Did anyone see you? Did they know you were getting ready for me?”

“No,” Neil groaned.

“Your ass is mine,” he growled. “Say it.”

“Yours,” Neil gasped out. “Only yours.”

“And you’d better not fucking forget it.”

He put two fingers along his dick, pushing both inside Neil as he thrust forward, spreading him wider.

“Oh fuck,” Neil exclaimed, back arching off the bed.

He looked so fucking hot. Looked so god damned gorgeous on his cock. Just watching Neil could make him come. Watching the man on his cock. Watching his cock sink inside that tight hole that was only for him. He was the only one who got to ruin Neil.

He removed his finger to wrap his hand around Neil’s cock, jerking him slowly while he slammed into him hard, the sounds of their bodies only spurring him on.

Neil looked up at him, his skin flushed, sweat pearling on his chest and forehead. Those full lips begging to be kissed. Begging him to bite them. Make him bleed.

“When we’re done, you’re gonna fuck yourself with that dildo until you come without touching your cock.”

Neil’s eyes were hazed out as he nodded.

“And you?”

“You’ll be sucking my cock and I’m gonna come down your throat like I’m gonna come in your ass now, claiming you in every way I can,” Marco said, desire thrumming in his veins.

“Fuck,” Neil gasped out, come spurting all over his chest.

Marco fucked him harder, hips smacking against Neil’s ass as the man trembled, Marco’s name falling from his lips in a filthy prayer.

Neil reached for him, and he let the man pull him down for a kiss while he moved a hand around to hold Neil’s head, thumb brushing his cheekbone. He groaned into Neil’s mouth as pleasure exploded inside him, leaving him lightheaded and shaking. His come filled the man and just knowing that had a growl forming in his chest. Oh, he was going to mark him up any which way he could. Neil was his and he wanted to make sure he fucking knew it.

Neil looked up at him with a sated look on his face, warmth in his eyes, and a soft smile on his lips, and he knew, without a doubt, that he was in love with him. There was no other explanation for how he felt.

Chapter Six

Neil

HE HAD his arms on either side of Marco, trapping the man against his desk because he wanted to do something stupid and dangerous, and he wasn’t about to let him. Marco had his bottom lip between his teeth, gaze dropping to Neil’s mouth for a moment before he slowly raised his gaze to Neil’s eyes again.

If Marco thought sex would get him out of this, he was wrong. While his self-control was low as hell around Marco, it wasn’tthatlow.

“I don’t know why you insist on this,” Marco said, throwing up a hand.

“Because you’re being an idiot.”