Because I Want To - Grace R. Duncan Page 0,9
could barely stand it. The need clawed at him, and he bit his lip and squeezed his eyes closed, trying really damned hard to fight it all.
It was a losing battle. It always was.
He couldn’t fight his own body, the very basic parts of his nature. He was made for conceiving, carrying children, and giving birth, and his body was going to do anything it needed to in order to make that happen.
His whine seemed to spur Matt into action. Adam opened his eyes as Matt sat up and practically dived for the bedside table. Adam pretended not to see the slightly shaky hands as Matt tore open the condom wrapper. He ignored the minute pause and closing of Matt’s eyes to calm down.
Sixteen years with someone meant you knew them pretty damned well.
Matt apparently got himself calmed enough to get the condom on, and then he was leaning back in again. He slid his fingers along Adam’s taint and toward his ass, but Adam just shook his head.
“Don’t need that.” He closed his eyes, struggling to not get lost to the heat. “Please….” He wasn’t sure if Matt caught the whined plea or not, but he gave Adam what he needed.
Lining up, Matt paused until his gaze met Adam’s, and then he pushed his way slowly into Adam’s body.
God, it killed him when Matt did that. Before the ache in Adam’s heart could take over, though, Matt pulled back and thrust hard again, and Adam’s arousal and heat finally broke through any hold he had on his sanity.
Chapter 5
“Fuck!”
The nearly shouted word went straight to Matt’s cock.
Adam grabbed the headboard and lifted his legs higher, back arching and toes curling. That vision—of the pleasure Adam felt from Matt—never got old.
Matt took the shout for the prompting it was, noting the fuzzy look in Adam’s eyes. The heat had broken through, and Matt sent up a word of thanks that his own suppressant was working as well as it was. He was still going a little crazy himself—his struggle earlier showed him that—but it could be worse. He needed to keep his head, especially in a situation like this. Otherwise they could be in real trouble.
He’d already bitten his arm during previous heats to keep himself from biting Adam, but if he really lost his wits, he might not be able to hold back. On top of that, it’s entirely possible he’d even manage to get rid of the condom in his hazy state, causing a potentially bigger mess if Adam got pregnant. Not married, not even together, meant having a kid would be a bad idea.
Of course, if they were paired, were together, he wouldn’t have to. He could let the pheromones get to him, could let go and just mate as his body demanded. Someday, he hoped he could convince Adam to let him bite. Let him get Adam pregnant.
But they weren’t a pair. Adam didn’t want them as one, and Matt would keep a rein on his need if it killed him.
He was beginning to wonder if it just might.
Matt shoved that thought away and started moving. Adam rocked his hips at the same time, and Matt met the movements while still trying not to go too fast. If it was over too soon, it wouldn’t do enough, wouldn’t relieve Adam as it needed to. Though Matt had no problems going again, he still had to take a break and time to recover.
Adam’s body fit Matt so well, felt so fucking good. He squeezed Matt’s cock so tightly, his ass stimulating it in all the right places, touching every spot that would amplify the pleasure. Matt needed something to distract himself so he could hold on for a little longer. If he could manage it, he wanted to make sure Adam’s orgasm was as hard and full as it could be, and that meant building it up as much as possible.
He shifted a little, lifting Adam’s legs even higher and changing the angle. When Adam shouted, he knew he’d hit the right spot and did his best to keep hitting it, all in an attempt to work Adam up even more. The way Adam tightened his grip on the headboard and squeezed Matt’s dick at the same time told Matt it was working. And Matt desperately needed it to. His own pleasure was building fast, and as badly as he wanted to delay his orgasm, it was screaming up on him.
In the hopes of calming down a