Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 89815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“Oh my fucking god,” Meridian whispered as he gripped Ex’s hips.
“Don’t make me wait any longer,” Ex gritted, sounding as if he was begging, something Meridian had never heard him do before.
Meridian was finally able to get his mind working enough to reach for some supplies. He opened the nightstand and got his bottle of lube. He remembered he had a few condoms in his toiletry bag for emergencies but hesitated to get up and get them.
“Condoms?”
“No,” Ex said without thought. “Our DNA has been combined and experimented on. I’ve given you a blood transfusion... twice. Anything we may or may not have has already been transmitted to the other.”
“I’m negative of everything... you know that.” Meridian frowned.
“I know,” Ex growled. “Come on, dammit.”
Shit. He didn’t have to be told twice. He began to kiss his way down Ex’s spine, loving how he trembled from even his slightest touches. Ex’s back carried more scars and lesions, and Meridian didn’t miss a single one. He paid extra close attention to the jagged scar just over Ex’s left kidney. He remembered when a portion had to be removed after he’d been stabbed, and Meridian had sat at Ex’s bedside for three days without sleep or food while he’d been in a coma.
He didn’t stop when he reached the swell of Ex’s round ass. He palmed his cheeks with both hands and opened him up so he could go in for a thorough taste. He was bold and not gentle as he dug his fingers into the supple flesh and went for that tight star that was pulsing for him. He laved it with the flat of his tongue before adding some bite.
“Mere,” Ex choked out. “What are you doing?”
“Shhhh,” Meridian said, blowing warm air over Ex’s slick hole. He pushed his tongue deep causing Ex to raise his hips and grind harder against him. “Mmmm.”
“Fuck, that feels good.” Ex’s voice was muffled by the thick pillow, but he could still make out the curses.
Meridian eased his tongue out and replaced it with his middle finger. He slowly worked his way inside, until it was in to the second knuckle; then pulled it out and added some lube. He took his time opening Ex’s sexy body for him to take. By the time he was pumping two fingers inside and sucking dark, red marks on Ex’s cheeks, he’d leaked so much he was sure he’d ruined the sheets. His body was alive with fire and passion, but he kept a tight rein on his control. He wasn’t going to act like an animal and ruin this for either of them.
“Come on, Mere,” Ex groaned.
Jesus. Meridian couldn’t handle Ex pleading, not when he literally held what he needed in the palm of his hand. He strangled the base of his cock in a punishing grip as he added even more lube, trying his best to hold off his orgasm. The way Ex writhed under him when he began to push inside wasn’t helping. He closed his eyes as Ex’s body began to pull him in. He was so hot and snug around him, yet his chest was chilled by the cool skin on Ex’s back.
Meridian released a long, throaty groan as he buried his cock as deep as he could. He tucked his face in the crook of Ex’s neck, breathing in his scent that’d begun to blend with his own. He didn’t move as his partner panted and twisted under him until he was in a comfortable position. The movements pulled on his dick and he knew he didn’t have much time to make this incredible for Ex. He hadn’t even moved yet—only letting Ex’s walls pulse around him—and he was already about to blow.
Ex’s back muscles flexed as he pushed his ass even higher, “Come on.”
Meridian pulled out to his head then drove back inside just as slowly, wanting Ex to feel every inch of him.
“Fuck,” Ex gasped as Meridian did that again.
He was never one to rush a damn good thing and he’d never felt anything as wonderful as the man trembling beneath him. “You feel good to me,” Meridian confessed. “Too good, Xavier.”
“Marshall,” Ex whispered.
His partner speaking his real name was his undoing. No one ever called him that. Only Ex when he was feeling... perhaps feeling some kind of way about him. The same when he called Ex, Xavier.
“Ex... I can’t...” Meridian grunted. He couldn’t thrust any slower, he was already killing them softly, sweetly. No matter how he tried to stall there was no stopping their collision.
“I’m gonna...” Ex’s voice got louder in the quiet room, and all Meridian could focus on were the sounds he made as he was about to come. And he realized it was a sight he both wanted to hear and see.
He pulled out and Ex glared over his shoulder as if he was about to punch him until he began to turn him over. “I need to see you.”