I liked it. A little too much.
Josh pulled back, and I blinked dazedly. He smirked at me. “I think he got the message.”
Grinning, I shook my head at him. I couldn’t scold him for his actions. If it was the other way around, I would have done the same.
“You could pee on me,” I offered. “Though, I do prefer this instead.”
His brows dipped. “Wait, so I need to? How many guys have you slept with in your security?”
Fuck. “Ah….”
“Jesus Christ, this place will be a bloodbath. I want their names, where they work—”
I placed my hand over his mouth. “How about you remember that none of them meant anything. No one, until you. I don’t care about them like I do you.”
He glared and removed my hand as he sighed. “Fine. I suppose I can’t kill them all off since they do help guard you and this place. Just get Ryo to make sure none of them look at you like they want a piece of you, or I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”
I smiled. “Have you always been this possessive?”
His head jerked back, and he was silent for a moment. “No,” he said softly. “Never seen the point before. No one mattered that much to me. Until you.”
My heart swelled in my chest.
I took his hand in mine and dragged him down the hall and all the way to our bedroom. Thankfully, we didn’t run into anyone else.
Chapter Twenty-One
Ruin
My words said to Taro had meant something. That was clear by the urgency in his steps as he dragged me towards and into the bedroom. All I could do was grin like a fool because I finally fucking understood what I’d been missing. The others in the Hawks MC had found, even Coyote, their someone who they’d do anything for, who they would protect at any cost, even if they had to use their own body. Their person who drove them wild and brought out their possessiveness.
Mine was definitely Taro.
I’d never acted this way with anyone before, and the knowledge of him being my one cemented itself inside me.
I kicked the door closed as soon as we’d entered and spun Taro around.
I needed him.
I grabbed his hair and tugged his head back to have his mouth in a hot and fiercely demanding kiss. Taro moaned and pushed his hands up under my tee, running them over my skin, making me shudder.
I would finally have him.
He would be mine, and I couldn’t wait.
I just hoped I didn’t embarrass myself by blowing a nut too quickly, because if my dick could talk, it’d be singing the song “Happy” by Pharrell Williams.
Wolf
Our kisses tapered off to pecks, until Josh caught my gaze, both our breaths heavy. “I’m gonna fuck you,” he stated, his voice rough and dark.
My already hard cock throbbed. “Yes,” I answered breathlessly.
Josh stepped back and removed his vest, gently laying it on the back of a couch. He kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. I quickly did the same and then watched him. He reached behind his neck and dragged his tee up and off his body, throwing it to the floor. I scraped my top teeth over my bottom lip, drinking in the sight of him.
“Shirt off,” he ordered.
I slipped my arms from the already open shirt, and it slid to the floor. Our chests rose and fell rapidly at the anticipation of knowing what was to come. I followed Josh’s hands as they went to his jeans. When he popped the button, I swallowed thickly. His gorgeous cock would be on display soon. Josh slid the zipper down, hooked his thumbs in the waistband, and pushed his jeans down. There were no boxers in sight.
I raised a brow, and Josh smirked. “I was in a hurry this mornin’ since I knew I was comin’ back to you.”
My heart skipped a beat. I rushed to get my pants undone and down off my legs, along with my boxers. As I kicked them to the side, Josh chuckled. I took a step towards him, then paused. I… I had to get myself prepared for him. I didn’t know if Josh would be turned off if I did it in front of him or not, since he was new to this with a man and not a woman. Though, I could be fretting over nothing. I didn’t know, and I hated second-guessing myself.
His hands cupped my cheeks. I jolted a little but met his gaze. “Where did you go?”
My cheeks burnt. “Sorry, I just have to slip to the bathroom.”
His brows shot down. “Why?”
“To, ah, you know, get ready.”
“Huh?”
“I have to prepare myself for you.”
It dawned on him, and his eyes widened a fraction. “Why do it in the bathroom?”
“I wasn’t sure if it would be something you would want to see….” If it would be too gay for him or if he’d prefer for me to deal with it so he could just fuck me.
His reply was to tug my hips forward, causing our hard cocks to rub against each other. I sucked in a sharp breath when his hands gripped my arse cheeks. He went further and lifted me. I let out a yip but managed to wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders. No one had ever picked me up like this before. I found I liked being manhandled.
“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly.
His smile was wicked. His eyes lit in a way I hadn’t seen. One of his hands dipped lower. A finger slid in and caressed against my ring. I tightened my arms and legs around him as a shiver took over my body.
“Josh,” I whispered, dropping my forehead to his shoulder.
“You ain’t takin’ away part of this experience from me,” he told me gruffly. His finger disappeared, and I heard Josh spit before his finger reappeared wet as he ran it over my hole once again. I shuddered.
“All of this, all of you, is mine, and I’m all in. With everythin’. Got me?”
Smiling, I nipped his shoulder. “Got you.”
He grunted, “Good.” A finger gently and slowly pushed in. “Fuck, you’re tight.” His hands went to my waist, and I was lifted from his body. “Get on your knees on the bed,” he ordered before he moved around me to my bedside table, which he opened and took out the lube. He glanced to the bed, saw I wasn’t there, and turned to glare at me. “Bed, now.”
My smile deepened even as my pulse raced. Josh placed his hands on his waist and watched me as I leisurely climbed on the bed, all while never taking my eyes off him. I ran them over his taut body, his hard cock that I couldn’t wait to give attention to.
Josh kneeled on the bed beside me. I could have purred when he ran a hand over my back and arse. “Christ, you’re hot,” he muttered.
“So are you,” I said softly.
He rested a hand on my shoulder and applied pressure. I sank to my chest, leaving my arse up in the air, which was how he wanted me if his hissed-out breath was any indication. His hand rubbed over my cheeks before he slapped down. I moaned from the sting.
Opening my eyes, I glanced back to see him slick two fingers up with lube. My cock throbbed. Already I was too close to the edge, because this was Josh. This was him taking care of me, getting me ready for him to fuck me.
All of it was a turn-on. Especially when I watched Josh as his hand disappeared and I felt his fingers glide over my entrance. He dragged his top teeth over his bottom lip, and his eyes darkened once again.