the sensation forcing a cry of surprise from his lips as Brendan inched forward without pause, Riley’s body yielding to him.
“You were made for this,” the alpha rumbled, his voice tight.
He pressed his lips to Riley’s shoulder blade, kissing that one spot over and over. Riley was making little helpless sounds, his pleasure just on the right side of pain. For all his strength, Brendan was being achingly careful, filling him in one long, slow stroke. And then he was buried inside. Riley panted for breath, struggling to hold still. Instinct told him to move, but he knew his body needed time to adjust.
“Gorgeous,” Brendan said, stroking a hand over Riley’s hip. “So tight and hot. Ready for more?”
“Almost,” he croaked. For a minute there, he’d lost sight of the endgame, but the burning pressure in his cock and the tightness in his balls reminded him of just what he was there for.
Brendan angled his hips again as he pulled out, dragging his cock against the sweet spot inside Riley. Riley gave a wordless shout as pleasure surged through him. Not enough, not yet, but a tantalizing taste of what was to come.
“Brendan!”
The alpha’s low voice rumbled in his ear. “I love it when you shout my name.”
Then he pushed back in, forcing the breath from Riley’s chest. Riley’s hands scrabbled against the wall as he struggled to brace himself, full and held as Brendan took him with powerful thrusts. There was no escape, but he didn’t want to escape. He wanted… he wanted…
His orgasm took him by surprise and his hands slipped from the wall. He felt Brendan’s arms wrap around him, the alpha holding him steady while wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. Pleasure so intense, it stole the very words from his lips. He came around enough to realize the alpha was still hard inside him, his attention all on Riley.
“Wow,” Riley managed breathlessly, bringing his arms up again to hold himself steady. “Guess I missed my cue.”
Brendan laughed and resumed thrusting, moving languidly. “That was very hot. And now I get the ultimate challenge.”
“Oh?” Riley turned his head, trying to catch Brendan’s gaze. “What’s that?”
The alpha’s voice was dark with promise. “Wringing a second orgasm out of you.”
He started thrusting again in earnest, pressing Riley into the wall with each movement. One hand held Riley steady while the fingers of the other wrapped around his cock, stroking it in time with each drive of his hips. Riley thought he had nothing left to give, but he was rock-hard within seconds, his body responding effortlessly to the alpha’s touch.
“I’m close,” Brendan all but growled in his ear.
“I know.” He could sense it, feeling the heightened tension in Brendan, the way his thrusts grew erratic. His own orgasm peaked, his body tightening in waves around the alpha as Brendan kept thrusting into him. He was so lost in the hazy pleasure that he barely noticed when the alpha stilled, letting out a low moan as he came.
Riley’s legs gave out a moment later, but Brendan’s strong arms caught him, bringing them both to their knees on the floor. They stayed locked in an embrace, breathing hard, their bodies hot and trembling as they slowly came down from the high. Riley turned around, needing to see Brendan’s face. The alpha cupped his cheek, pressing their lips together in a slow, passionate kiss.
“Perfect,” he murmured.
His hands eased under Riley and swept him into his arms, carrying him to bed. Riley settled on the cool sheets, his tired eyes tracking Brendan as the alpha moved around the room. It had been perfect. A memory he would cherish. A night to remember.
And a mistake not to be repeated.
The next morning, they tiptoed around one another, washing and dressing in silence.
Brendan glanced at his watch. “I guess we should go down to breakfast.”
“Right,” Riley said from where he was sitting at the end of the bed, lacing up his shoes.
“About last night,” Brendan started, his gaze fixed on the wall a foot above Riley’s head. “We should…”
“…put it behind us,” Riley finished.
“…draw a line under it.”
They stared at one another for a long moment.
“As long as we’re on the same page,” Brendan said with an awkward cough, turning to pack the last of his things back in his bag.
Riley breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t regret what they’d done. It had been a night to remember. But it was better, for both of them, to move past it.
Chapter Fifteen
Life settled