Savage: Midnight Raiders MC Book 1 by Claire Marta & Nia Farrell

Author:Claire Marta & Nia Farrell [Marta, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: True Lies Publishing
Published: 2022-09-02T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“There’s my good boy….”

Savage felt Dub yield to his touch, melting into the massage he was giving him. The tension in his muscles was finally releasing, letting him sink into the towel-covered mattress of his bed and making him moan with pleasure.

Adding more oil to his fingers, Savage massaged his taint, rubbing his pelvic floor between his balls and his backdoor. Another moan escaped Dub’s lips, lower, throatier, practically begging for more.

Savage gave it to him, pushing a finger into his ass and fucking him with it. He added a second finger and a third, drizzling more oil before using a fourth to stretch him out.

Leaning over, he pressed a kiss on his spine and scored Dub’s back with his teeth. “Do you think you can take five?” he asked him, not knowing how much he could handle.

Dub gasped when he pumped his arm, jacking his fingers into him. “Ngh. Maybe? Yes,” he panted, tilting his hips back to meet his thrusts. “Just go slow. I’ve never done that much.”

“So, you’ve never been fisted?” Savage murmured. “With the size of my hand and forearm, I’m a lot to handle, but if you want to try…?”

“I do,” Dub gasped. “I do. I trust you.”

I trust you.

Savage could have busted a nut hearing those words fall from Dub’s lips. Tripp had trusted him to a point, but he’d never let him fist him, and it was one of Savage’s kinks. He loved to see his partner’s hungry hole swallowing his hand, wrist, and forearm. Loved to watch them masturbate to completion while he claimed their rectum.

He bathed his arm in oil and began, working five fingers inside and curling them to make a fist. “Relax,” he crooned when Dub started to tighten up. “Relax, son. There. That’s it. I’m going to start to work it now. It should feel good, filling you, pumping in and out, owning that ass of yours. Christ.”

Dub was panting hard now, lying with his erection pointing down and the tip of his cock leaking precum. Savage squeezed his shaft, milking it while he pushed his forearm deeper.

Dub submitted beautifully, accepting his domination and letting him fist him. He edged him, bringing him to the point of orgasm but refusing to let him climax until he was whimpering with need.

When Dub started begging for release, Savage replaced his fist with his condom-covered cock, tunneling into his ass in one deep, hard stroke and grinding against him. Pulling back, he drove in again and again, reaming him out with each snap of his hips. “Poundtown,” he grated, increasing the speed and strength of his thrusts. “My favorite place. Come with me….”

Dub gave a choked cry, shooting his load onto the towel beneath him. Savage drove in deep and jerked to a finish, emptying his nuts and filling the end of his condom.

“Omigod,” Dub panted, trying to catch his breath.

“You okay, cub?” Savage questioned, pinching the sides of the condom and pulling out of him.

The young man moaned softly in response.

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