Obsessed (The Protectors #13) - Sloane Kennedy Page 0,42

I needed to know that he knew it was me above him, in him. With other guys, I'd never cared if I was just a placeholder for someone else, but the idea of Sam pretending I was his beloved Mac was unacceptable to me.

"Matias! Matias! Please, Matias, make me come!"

I swallowed down the rest of Sam's pleas as I covered his mouth with mine. I slammed into him over and over, nailing his prostate again and again. I was about to reach between our bodies so I could get him off, but Sam jerked beneath me before I could and then he was calling my name as he came. Jet after jet of hot cum splashed against my belly as Sam's inner muscles clamped down on my dick. His orgasm triggered my own.

My entire body exploded as the coil inside of me snapped. Pleasure radiated out to all of my nerve endings as my balls gave up the battle. I curled myself around Sam's body as I began coming inside of him. Impossible heat bathed my cock as I continued to thrust into him. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, especially since Sam's aftershocks continued to trigger my own. I couldn't say how long I continued to jerk and spill inside of him, but by the time it was over, I could do nothing more than lay there wrapped in Sam's arms as he pressed soft kisses to the side of my neck and caressed the nape of it in that sweet, drugging way of his.

When my body finally began to come back to itself, it took every ounce of energy I had to lift my weight off of Sam enough that I could pull my softening dick from his body. The sight of my own juices on my shaft was like a whole new orgasm. I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

Until Sam let out a little breath of air. He was still lying on his back, completely exposed to me. It was his flexing hole that caught my attention. Specifically, the thick white fluid that was seeping from it.

I didn't know what possessed me to do it. Never in a million years was it something I had ever wanted to do or even considered. But the sight of my essence leaving his body drove me to heights of possessiveness that I didn't even know I had. I shut down the part of my brain that said what I was doing was wrong, that it was too much, and leaned in to swipe my tongue along Sam's crease. He gasped and then let out a moan as I licked his opening, collecting the semen that was there. I then moved up Sam's body and closed my mouth over his before he could protest.

But he didn't protest.

In fact, he kissed me eagerly, drinking down every drop of myself that I fed him. Only after the bitterness on my tongue had dissipated and was replaced with the sweetness of Sam's kisses did I finally release his mouth. But when I pulled back just a little, Sam's fingers closed around my biceps, holding me in place. His eyes pinned mine. All the softness that had been there was gone, and in its place was a level of defiance that threatened to get me hard all over again.

"If you leave like you did last time, Matias, don't bother coming back."

Chapter 14

Sam

Despite steeling myself for Matias's reaction to my ultimatum, it still hurt like a son of a bitch when he stood and turned his back on me. Part of me wanted to call back my words and just beg him to stay, but the other part refused to break. I was already dealing with a cacophony of emotions about the decision I’d made to invite Matias back into my bed, but there was no way I was going to go through the same hell I'd experienced after Matias had walked out of that shed without a word.

I supposed I should've expected him to leave, but a little bit of me had held out hope that maybe he would stay. I held my tongue as he pulled on his pants. I could still taste him in my mouth. Heat crawled into my cheeks as I considered what he’d done. It should've appalled me, but I’d loved every second of it. I loved that in addition to feeling his essence still deep inside me, I could now taste it on my tongue as