Page 73 of Toxic Devotion

“They should consider themselves lucky,” he growled under his breath. They both knew he would’ve killed anyone who touched what was his.

Neil’s lips lifted into a wry smile. “Oh, I know, baby.”

Neil grabbed the lube, then tugged Marco toward the chaise and made him sit down on it. He laid back, drawing his knees up to make room for Neil who kneeled between his legs, fingers teasing him by brushing his inner thighs with the lightest of touches.

He watched as Neil poured lube onto his fingers and slid them between his cheeks. He circled Marco’s hole, putting light pressure there before dipping the tip of one finger inside him.

“That all you got?”

Neil snapped his gaze up, his eyes dark and filled with the same lust he felt.

He hissed when two fingers entered him though the unpleasantness didn’t last long. Neil knew what he was doing, and it helped that he trusted him. That he knew he could just relax and let the man in.

Neil swallowed down his cock, fingers pumping in and out of his ass. He held onto Neil’s head, eyes closing as he did his best to just feel. The wetness. The incredible heat. That god damned friction of fingers moving inside him. It felt so fucking good.

He was shoving his ass back onto Neil’s fingers while trying to thrust up into the man’s mouth, too, and it wasn’t the easiest position to make it work.

“Fuck. I’m good,” he said, voice strained and laced with need.

Neil’s mouth disappeared first, then his fingers.

“Ride me?” Neil asked.

A wicked smile spread on his lips, and he nodded, shifting to allow Neil to sit back. He slung a leg over Neil’s thighs and slid into his lap. He wrapped a hand around Neil’s cock and held itagainst his hole, lowering himself onto it, groaning as the head slipped inside him, stretching him just right.

“God, you feel good,” he mumbled.

He sank down on Neil’s cock and once he had all of Neil inside him, he wrapped his arms around the back of Neil’s neck and took his mouth in a rough kiss. He started moving on Neil’s cock and when hands grabbed his ass cheeks, he couldn’t hold back a moan.

“Yes,” he hissed, impaling himself on Neil’s cock with each move of his hips.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Neil groaned.

Having Neil inside him made him fucking feral. He slammed his mouth over Neil’s, dragging the man’s bottom lip into his mouth to bite down. Hard.

Fingers dug into his cheeks, and it only made him slam his ass down on Neil harder. He took that cock like he owned it because he fucking did. Every part of Neil was his. Every part of him was Neil’s. They belonged to each other.Witheach other.

“Come inside me,” he gasped out.

“I was planning on it,” Neil snarked, his voice sounding strained.

Oh, he was holding back. He was trying not to come.

“I want your come inside me. I want to feel it. I want to feel you claim me,” he said, staring into stormy gray eyes.

“Fuck,” Neil hissed. “Merda!”

Neil’s grip on Marco’s ass tightened, the flash of pain making him shout the man’s name over and over as his orgasm barreled through him. The pleasure was intense. He could barely breathe. He was fucking shaking. That was what this man did to him.

Neil arched his back, mouth falling open as he came, hips pumping up into Marco who only came harder, cursing the whole time.

“Holy… fuck,” Neil muttered.

Marco chuckled and slid his fingers into Neil’s hair, tilting the man’s head forward so he could rest their foreheads together. They were both breathing hard and his thighs were burning but fuck if it didn’t feel good. It felt so fucking right.

“I’m still pissed at you,” he said, unsurprised when Neil laughed, the sound low and light. He leaned back, meeting Neil’s gaze. He knew he was the reason the man had been so reckless, and he would’ve done the same?probably even worse?but that didn’t mean he had to like it.

Neil