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“Make me.”

The words were out of his mouth before he could rethink them, but when Ryan’s eyes darkened, Alex realized they’d been perfect. Ryan wrapped his hand around Alex’s throat. “Suck my dick, baby boy.”

Fuck, yes. “Make me.”

The fire flashing in Ryan’s eyes made his heart skip a beat. Things were about to get intense.

Ryan reached for Alex’s left wrist, but he rolled away, quick enough to evade him but not so fast Ryan wouldn’t stand a chance.

“You little…”

Ryan grabbed him, pinning Alex down with his body, but Alex wasn’t done playing yet. He shoved Ryan off him and crawled toward the edge of the bed. A rough hand around his ankle yanked him back. With a growl, Ryan dove on top of Alex and wrapped his arm around Alex’s head, squeezing him into a tight headlock. Alex could barely keep a grin off his face.

Ryan brought his mouth close to Alex’s ear. “I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want your mouth on my cock. Spread your legs for me.”

A thrill ran down Alex’s spine. “No.”

Ryan put his knee between Alex’s thighs. “Spread. Your. Legs.”

“Make me.”

The sound Ryan made was more animal than human, and he was anything but gentle and tender when he forced Alex’s legs apart. Oh, Alex could’ve fought back, could’ve prevented it. After all, Ryan had never bested him on the mat. But why would he when this was so much more fun?

With one arm still around Alex’s throat, Ryan positioned himself, his hard cock pressing against Alex. Two seconds pause, enough for Alex to safeword—hell, no—and then Ryan drilled into him. They’d had sex the evening before, so he was still somewhat stretched and slick, but fuck, it still burned. Ryan didn’t stop, didn’t give Alex a second to catch his breath. No, he went full into beast mode, slamming into his ass until Alex saw stars.

His ears buzzed, his heartbeat pumped through his veins, and everything else faded. The pressure on his throat was enough to make him gasp for breath, but Ryan didn’t let up, didn’t relax. He kept pounding him, letting loose on Alex’s ass with slaps that echoed like gunshots through the room.

“You like this, you little slut, don’t you?” Ryan grunted. “Admit it. You need a big cock in your ass. You want me to take you like this.”

He did. He so did. And if he’d had the oxygen, he might’ve admitted it, but all he could do was hang on for the wildest ride of his life. And fuck, he was so turned on, his cock hard as iron. Every time Ryan rammed into him, it caused friction between Alex’s cock and the sheets, enough to bring him close to the edge in no time.

His vision went black at the edges as his balls pulled up violently. He gasped, tensed, and lost the battle. He couldn’t even cry out as he came, too spent, too tired, too breathless.

Ryan’s whole body shook as he, too, came, depositing his morning load inside Alex. His arm relaxed, and Alex drew in raspy breaths, his eyes closed and his body slack. Ryan withdrew—fuck, Alex always hated that part—and rolled off him. For one second, Alex felt abandoned, as if Ryan had discarded him like the man had done so many times before.

But Ryan pulled him into his arms again, and they cuddled. Tears formed in Alex’s eyes, though why, he didn’t know. He didn’t let Ryan see them, content to bury his face against Ryan’s chest, his head safely on his shoulder.

It took a long time before either of them spoke, and Alex was grateful for the silence. He needed some time to recover from that experience.

“That was…intense,” Ryan finally said. “You okay, baby boy?”

“Yeah. More than okay.”

Ryan gently pushed Alex’s head back and forced him to meet his eyes. “We never talked about doing dub con play.”

“You gave me plenty of opportunity to safeword.”

“Would you have? I need to know I can trust you to respect your boundaries, especially when we try new stuff.”

“I swear. I’ll never let you push me past what I want.”

“Talk to me about that scene Mark wanted to do with you. The sharing scene. Were you truly okay with that?”

Alex hesitated. “He asked me. I consented.”

Ryan cupped his cheek. “I know, but that’s not what I asked.”

“I’m…” Alex sighed. “I wasn’t okay with it. Not with him. Not the way he’d set it up.”