Grey's Awakening (23 page)

Sirus looked up, his sooty eyes locking on Grey’s. “God, you’re taking it so damn beautifully.” He parted two fingers and rubbed them over Grey’s stretched ring, somehow easing the tension and flash of fear that temporarily assaulted Grey. “Keep bearing down, baby.” Sirus dipped down and licked a line up the length of Grey’s still hard cock, making it jump and drip precum onto his belly. “Let me get it all in.” Sirus opened up over Grey’s dick and took more than half in his mouth, sucking him so damn hard Grey bucked and cried out.
Right then
, Sirus shoved the rest of the butt plug into his ass.

“Ahhh!” Grey’s entire being went up in flames. “Good … oh fuck,” Grey somehow pulled his leg up even higher and wider, “so good.” Sirus stayed right with every twist of Grey’s body, and Grey simultaneously fought and reached for the mind-blowing pleasure Sirus offered him with this intimate act.

Grey groaned long and low as Sirus dragged his mouth up and down Grey’s cock and pulled the toy out of Grey’s ass, only to force it back inside in one fast thrust, spinning Grey’s confused nerve-endings into a frenzy. Sirus withdrew the toy again, leaving Grey’s ass open and greedy for something to fill it. The toy didn’t take him again, so Grey looked at Sirus through lust-blurred eyes and found the man staring up at him, silver piercing the blur clear as day.

Sirus swirled his tongue around Grey’s raging erection, made him sweat, but then let the length slip from his mouth. “Ask me.” He nibbled on the head of Grey’s sensitized cock. “Tell me you want it inside you again.”

Grey didn’t know how much more pleasure his body could withstand. “Please.” His body hummed as if his nerves were a series of exposed live wires. “Please. Give it to me.”

Sirus smiled against Grey’s penis, and eased the plug back into Grey’s hole with excruciating slowness, turning it so that it caressed his walls as it filled his ass again.

Then Sirus pushed the base, the bullet started, and vibrations consumed Grey’s passage in crushing waves.

“Mnn … ohh … ohh, God.” Grey jerked, his upper body shifting to the side as he battled the extreme delight the plug claimed in his ass, strong vibrations coursing through his channel and into his body. Sirus was relentless, though, and continued to plow Grey with the butt plug, sliding the vibrating toy in and out of his quivering asshole to Grey’s moans and writhing for more. As if Grey weren’t already near enough to screaming and wanting to scratch his fingers down a wall and tear it up, Sirus went back down on Grey’s cock and sucked him off like he’d never have the chance to do it again.

Half on his side with his elbow hooked under his leg and pulled to his chest, Grey arched his back and tried to jam his ass down on the plug with every deep thrust in from Sirus’s capable hand. “Don’t stop,” Grey ordered recklessly, “please don’t stop.” Barely able to hold his head up so he could see, Grey somehow managed to grab Sirus’s hair and hold the man’s face to his crotch, frantic not to lose the most enthusiastic blowjob he’d ever been given in his life.

Pure pleasure surrounded Grey in a furnace of sweltering proportions, one from which he could not escape. Every twitch of muscle and every small pant of breath he took brought Grey into deeper contact with either the toy in his rectum or the mouth wrapped fully around his straining cock. Sweat poured off his body, dropping down from his hairline and stinging his eyes, but he just blinked it away, never taking his attention from the vision of raw sexuality Sirus delivered to his body.

Sirus reached up, dislodged Grey’s fingers from his scalp, and trapped his palm firmly on the bed. Grey curled his hand into a fist and grabbed hold of the blanket just as Sirus moved from Grey’s cock to his balls and stuffed the weighty sac into his mouth, pulling it hard against his throat. Grey’s mouth dropped open at the incredible suction, and he snapped his eyes closed, fighting the shooting lines of joy zinging from his cock, balls, and ass, into his belly and up his spine.

“Too much…” Grey gasped, struggling for his very breath. “Ohh, fuck, it’s too much.”

Sirus ignored him and wrapped his hand around Grey’s dick, giving him one hard pull while he sucked Grey’s nuts and twisted the plug in his ass, and Grey could not hold off the inevitable anymore.

“Ahhhh … ahhh!” Grey convulsed in sharp, jerking waves, shouting Sirus’s name loud enough to damage his vocal cords, not to mention for every neighbor around the lake to hear him. Orgasm tore through Grey and shot up his cock as he came. Sirus ripped the butt plug out of Grey’s ass only seconds after Grey spewed, leaving Grey’s channel and hole clutching for something to hold. Sirus released Grey’s sac from the prison of his mouth and reared up to Grey’s stomach, lapping up Grey’s cum with big sweeps, licking up every little bit of seed. While eating Grey’s ejaculate, Sirus reached between Grey’s cheeks and rubbed his fingers over Grey’s pulsing entrance, settling the confused muscle back into place.

Closing him up.

Without fucking him.

Grey blinked, plummeting at the emptiness in his ass … and heart. “What?” His leg fell to the bed with a thud, but he hardly felt the sting of returning circulation. Grey found Sirus’s gaze, and his head reared back as Sirus sleekly crawled up his chest. “Why—”

Sirus covered Grey’s mouth, keeping him quiet until he lay between Grey’s legs.

“You needed to know you could love it.” He took his hand away and brushed a light kiss over Grey’s lips. “For this.” Holding Grey’s gaze, Sirus took a second to reach between them. He fitted the head of his cock to Grey’s asshole, pushing just the tip inside. Grey gasped, and Sirus gritted his teeth. Sirus shook his head, let go of his cock, and linked his hand to Grey’s on the bed. “Hold on.” He twined their fingers together on either side of Grey’s head, looked right into Grey’s eyes, and sank his penis deep into Grey’s ass.

“Ohhh.” Grey bucked, and a rough, moaning emerged through the tightness in his throat, making him sound like an injured animal. “Jesus … Jesus.” He had never felt more full or taken by another person’s body, or more connected to one either. Grey’s jaw dropped open, emotions choking him into speechlessness right where he lay, trapped by another man on him,
inside
him, reaching into what felt like Grey’s most secret soul.

Sirus’s cock sat all the way inside Grey’s body, not moving, but Grey swore he could feel the steady beat of Sirus’s heart pulsing through the man’s dick; Sirus’s life force pinned Grey prisoner right to the bed.

Most terrifying of all, Grey didn’t want to escape the hold. He grabbed Sirus’s hands and held on, knowing that no fingers or butt plug could have prepared him for intimacy like this.

Sirus shifted on top of Grey, and somehow lodged his cock a little bit deeper inside Grey’s ass. Grey jolted, and Sirus did too. Desire clouded Sirus’s eyes as his forehead dropped to Grey’s. “Tell me you’re okay,” he whispered roughly.

Grey’s channel clutched Sirus’s shaft in a quick series of spasms, and Sirus hissed through clenched teeth.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Sirus withdrew and penetrated Grey again, pushing all the way into his rippling passage. “You’re so goddamned hot and tight, I have to move.” Sirus seared his lips to Grey’s, locking on in a clinging kiss, and started to move his hips, fucking Grey … in exactly the way Grey fantasized in his most fevered dreams.

Letting go of every screaming voice in his head, Grey slashed his mouth over Sirus’s and kissed him back with everything in him, moaning as their tongues tangled in a fast dance. He’d never experienced a more pure,
real
moment in his life than this one right here, where adrenaline flooded him so completely that all barriers inside him washed away, leaving him open and raw.

“It’s okay.” Grey tore his hands out from under Sirus’s and tunneled them through the man’s hair, holding his face so close their foreheads, noses and lips all touched. “Fuck me, Sirus.” Grey pumped his hips up to meet the slide of Sirus’s thick, long cock, moaning with every claiming of his ass. “Don’t let me look away.”

Sirus clutched Grey’s face in a bruising hold, his fingers digging into Grey’s cheekbones and jaw. “Won’t.” He looked over Grey’s face, and uttered gutturally, “You’re so beautiful.” His eyes turned pale, and he focused with such intensity Grey shuddered.

“You…” A suffocating band squeezed Grey’s chest, overwhelming him with untapped emotion. Unsure what to do, he darted his tongue against the tip of Sirus’s again and again, their mouths open against one another as they struggled to breathe.

Grey held on tight, his thighs squeezing Sirus’s hips as his lower body strained and twisted frantically in a fevered fucking. Sirus picked up the pace, spearing his prick in lightning-fast strokes in and out of Grey’s abused, tender channel. This time Grey welcomed the sweet pain of another man taking him, and even shifted his legs and locked them around Sirus’s hard waist, caring only about clinging to Sirus and thrusting his hips up for more of his incredible cock.

Sirus altered his angle and sawed right over Grey’s prostate, drawing a sharp cry from Grey and sending his rectum into a screeching series of contractions. For a split second, Sirus clenched his teeth and went stiff as a board. “Oh shit.” Grunting, he jerked and shoved his cock even deeper inside, nailing Grey’s core right to the bed. “You have an incredible ass.” He stole a series of hard, aggressive kisses and took over Grey’s swollen, sensitive mouth. Speaking into him, Sirus voice was muffled and breathy. “Tell me I can have you again.” He thrust his tongue into Grey’s mouth and licked. “I want you again.”

Grey held Sirus’s face in the gentlest of holds, his heart exploding on the desperation in Sirus’s kiss. “Yes.” He kissed Sirus back, sharing one breath. “Yes.” He didn’t know how it happened, but his dick filled with blood and raged a hard-on between their stomachs, aching once again. Breaking the kiss, their gazes found one another in the blur of closeness, locking in place. “Whenever you want.” Grey brushed his fingers over the hard lines of Sirus’s face. “Yes.”

Sirus’s entire face changed; his eyes darkened, his skin pulled taut, stripping everything away to a place of open need. “Grey.” Sirus bit his lip and pumped his hips, creating dark, wonderful friction again. “Grey,” he repeated, and lifted to his hands, separating their torsos. Sirus briefly looked down to the merging of their bodies. Grey did too, and they both trembled.

As if he couldn’t break an invisible line between them, Sirus brought his focus right back to Grey’s eyes and said his name again. The chant almost became a whimper, Sirus’s face a twist of longing. “Grey.” He penetrated Grey’s ass one more time and froze, sweating, his mouth open.

Each invoking of his name tightened the coil inside Grey, stretching his nerves to the edge. He rubbed his thumb over the man’s half-open mouth. “Sirus.”

Sirus needed nothing more than that. One whisper of his name and he drove his cock balls-deep into Grey’s flaming ass, shouting Grey’s name once more, his voice stripped bare. His entire body jerked, and his muscles popped in stark beauty. His shaft swelled inside Grey, pushing with unbearable pleasure against Grey’s anal walls, making Grey cry out as Sirus came, unloading burning hot cum into the farthest reaches of Grey’s ass.

Scorching liquid branded Grey inside. Jet after jet of seed coated him with every burst of Sirus’s hips, painting a mental picture of being marked in a way Grey could never wash away or remove.

In a way I don’t ever want to remove.

The truth punched Grey in the gut, and then reached in and ripped right through his balls, cock … and heart. He choked on words he didn’t know how to say, and surged up to Sirus instead, capturing his mouth in a violent, taking kiss, right as his body overtook his will and he came. Grey plastered his mouth to Sirus’s with an unforgiving roughness and dug his fingers deep into the hard muscles covering the man’s shoulders, holding on with everything in him as his cock pulsed and pumped seed between them, shooting a stream of ejaculate on his and Sirus’s stomachs that felt like nothing he’d ever spilled before.

It felt like love
.

No. No. No
.

Oh, Christ
.
Jesus Christ
.
Fucking Jesus Christ
.
I’m in love with Sirus
. Grey blinked, fighting rising panic as Sirus fell on top of him in the aftermath of sex, his body going completely lax.
How did I let this happen?
Squeezing his eyes shut, Grey took a breath and talked himself down, convincing himself he was mixing up passion, respect and liking with the vulnerability of allowing Sirus to fuck him. His head was confusing his feelings, naming it love, when in truth Grey didn’t even know what in the hell this kind of love felt like.
Absolutely no idea
. He opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling, breathing easier now. There was no way he could be so certain he was in love with Sirus.

He wasn’t sure he was even capable of the emotion; he’d always known that.

Except you want to hold Sirus forever, and never leave his bed
. The damning voice inside reared its judgmental tone again, mocking Grey for the liar he had become.

Sirus scraped his palms down the sides of Grey’s body and buried his face in the crook of Grey’s neck. “Your heart is racing so fast,” he said, his voice muffled. Abruptly, Sirus pulled up and looked at Grey, a wrinkle marring his brow. “Are you all right?”

“Yes… Sorry…” Grey put his hands on Sirus’s chest, covering half of the rearing mustang tattoo. His fingers itched to move all over and touch more. Already. So quickly.

Again. Grey wanted to create another memory with Sirus, and then another, piling one on top of the next. He wanted to have so damn many moments together that Sirus would only think about Grey when they were apart, even when he looked in a mirror and saw the permanent mark of another man inking his chest.

Go ahead, Greyson
, the cynical voice mocked again, making Grey gnash his teeth,
try and tell yourself that’s not love
.

“Grey?” Sirus gave Grey a firm shake, jerking him away from his nemesis voice.