Flames Of Desire {An MM Collection} のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Zeke's POVMarta had her head between my legs and I was bored.That was the truth of it. Shameful maybe but true. Her tongue was working overtime, two fingers curled inside me, her other hand stroking my shaft at the same time, and I was lying there staring at my ceiling thinking about whether I'd left the bathroom light on.This was supposed to be good. She was supposed to be good. Three women I knew personally had recommended Marta like she was a five star restaurant, like she had changed their lives, like they had never looked at another woman the same way after. I had paid her good money. I had lit candles. I had even shaved, which for me meant I was genuinely trying.And I felt nothing. Or not nothing exactly. I felt the way you feel in a warm shower, pleasant, comfortable, and absolutely underwhelmed."You feel so good," she murmured against me and I almost laughed.I did not. Instead I pushed my hips down trying to chase something, trying to find that edge I could never quite r

Zeke's POVHe turned and walked and I followed because my body had already made that decision without me.His car was black and expensive and smelled like leather and him, something warm and masculine underneath everything else that made me want to press my face into his neck and breathe until my lungs were full of it.I settled into the passenger seat and he pulled into the street and I looked at his hands on the steering wheel and completely lost my mind.They were enormous. Thick fingered and sure, relaxed on the wheel but controlled, the kind of hands that looked like they knew exactly what they were doing at all times. I stared at them and my brain went somewhere filthy immediately, the way it always did, except this time it went further than usual. I thought about how many of those thick fingers I could fit inside me at once. I thought about what it would feel like to have a hand that size wrapped around my throat. I thought about those fingers pushing inside me slowly, stretchi

Zeke's POVI was not done with him.I slid off his lap and dropped to my knees in front of him and looked up and said, "My turn."He looked down at me with those dark grey eyes and said nothing. Just watched.I reached up and undid his belt, then his trousers, and pulled everything down in one go and his cock sprang free and I sat back on my heels and stared because I needed a moment.He was beautiful. That was the only word for it. Long and thick and heavy, veins running the length of him, the head flushed dark, already glistening at the tip. I had thought about this in the car and my imagination had not done him justice.I wrapped my hand around the base of him and felt how warm he was, how solid, and looked up at him and said, "You're beautiful."He held my gaze and said nothing but his jaw tightened.I leaned in and licked him from base to tip slowly, one long stroke, and tasted him and moaned because he tasted as good as he looked, warm and clean and male, and I did it again just

Zeke's POVHis hand slid between us and wrapped around my cock and stroked in time with his thrusts and I cried out so sharp and sudden that he paused for half a second before he kept going, working me with his hand while he fucked me, and the combination of both at once was so much that my vision blurred at the edges.I had never felt anything like this in my life. Not once. Not with anyone.It was not just physical, though it was intensely physical, it was something underneath that, something I could not name and did not want to look at too closely. My pheromones were pouring off me in thick waves and I could feel them, actually feel them the way I never usually could from the inside, warm and wild and completely uncontrolled. And Dorian was not frenzied by them the way everyone else always was. He was not sloppy or desperate or mindless. He was just more. More focused, more present, more deliberate, like my pheromones fed something in him that had been starving for a long time rath

Jason's POVI stayed hidden behind the bathroom door while Ken cleaned himself up fast. Water ran. He cursed under his breath. Then he opened the door and walked out like nothing happened.I stayed quiet and listened.Mom’s voice came from the hallway. “Ken, I just got a call. There’s an emergency at the office. I have to leave right now for a business trip. Tonight.”My heart jumped hard in my chest. Alone with him. Just me and Daddy in the house.I heard her rushing around, throwing clothes into a bag. Then the soft sound of them kissing. A real kiss. My stomach twisted with jealousy. I was jealous of my own mom because her husband had a cock that thick and a body like a fucking god. Yeah. I was jealous.Mom called out, “Where’s Jason?”Ken’s voice was steady. “He went out the back door to meet a friend. You know how that kid is. Always getting into trouble.”Mom sighed. “That boy. Alright. I need to grab some things from the bathroom real quick.”Ken stopped her right away. “Don’t