lips, letting him taste himself, before shoving his face back into the pillow.
“Maybe I’ll just mark you,” Az taunted. “Hmm? Carve my name into your skin so you can’t escape me either?”
“Az.”
His name sounded like a plea, but Az didn’t care. He made another cut, forming two of the three lines needed for an A.
Madi grunted in pain, his hips arching into Az’s in a way that shot sparks of pleasure along his nerve endings, forcing him to grind back down into Madi against his will. “Fucking do it. Brand me if you want to. I don’t fucking care. I just want you inside me first. Please, Az.”
It was Madi’s please that almost undid it all, but Az wanted him to suffer. “You want me inside you, motek?” Az asked, then cursed himself for using the term of endearment.
But, instead of angering him, Madi sighed, his hips rocking up as he rubbed himself against Az. “Say it again.”
Warmth spread throughout Az’s body at the rawness of Madi’s words. He grabbed the lube he’d left on the side table and placed it on the bed beside him, but he didn’t use it. Instead, he sank his teeth into Madi’s shoulder until he muttered a pained curse. When Az let go, he licked his tongue over the indentations. “Perhaps I should make you beg for it? I was once willing to beg. Are you?” Before Madi could answer, Az finished the third line of his A, once more tasting the copper tang of Madi’s blood on his tongue and savoring the taste until it disappeared before trailing his lips along Madi’s spine. Az tasted the sharp sweat pooled at Madi’s lower back, then spread him open and buried his face where his scent was the strongest.
Madi moaned, his hands fisting the sheets and his whole body tensing as Az teased his tongue over Madi’s entrance, forcing him open wider to push his tongue inside. He was so tight. Had Madi been with other men while they were apart? The thought was a burr under Az’s skin, but he did his best to ignore it. Madi was his now, at least for the night.
He pulled back enough to drag Madi’s hips up, giving him more access. To his surprise, Madi reached back, spreading himself open.
It wasn’t exactly begging, but it had Az leaking onto the comforter just the same. He grabbed Madi’s heavy cock, pulling it back between his thighs so he could lick him from crown to hole before sucking just the head and playing with his slit.
“Fuck me already,” Madi snarled.
Az chuckled despite himself, releasing Madi before grabbing him by the ankles and pulling him down onto his belly. Az quickly lubed up his cock and pressed it to Madi’s resistant hole, not even bothering to loosen him up. He grunted, pushing back on Az, who pulled back and tried again at a different angle, groaning as his cock sank into the soft heat of Madi’s tight passage. Az used his legs to force Madi’s apart, locking his feet around his ankles.
Once Madi’s body was nice and open for him, Az let himself go, driving into Madi’s body like he could somehow become a part of him, one hand wrapped around Madi’s throat and the other pinning his wrist to the mattress so Az could keep complete control. He needed some kind of semblance of control because being inside Madi after so long had him spiraling. “Is this what you need, motek? For me to punish you?”
Madi was silent, but his body spoke volumes. The way his hips rolled back to meet Az’s thrusts, like he couldn’t get him deep enough inside, the way he clutched at Az’s fingers, threading them together when his hand slipped from his wrist to his palm. Somehow, that was what broke Az, the way Madi clutched at him, turning his face so Az’s lips could trail along his cheek, his jaw, his lips. It was almost too much, like somebody had sucked all the air from the room, leaving them both dizzy and confused. They were so intertwined in each other, it was like the rest of the world ceased to exist. There was no part of each other that they had yet to explore, but this, the way Madi looked up at him, impossibly vulnerable as Az used him hard, driving into him with unrelenting strokes…it felt more intimate than anything Az had ever experienced in his life.
Az had sort of felt that way