WARNING; MATURE CONTENT
Since the moment Zad started moving, Rai got no break.
Every single nerve ending was screaming, wide awake and completely consumed by the solid, throbbing cock buried deep inside him. It was too much.
It was overwhelming, invasive, and entirely uninvited, and yet, the realization echoed through the haze of Rai's panicked mind with frightening clarity.
He liked it.
He hated how much he liked it. He hated the way his body softened under the pressure, the way his muscles instinctively squeezed around Zade's thick cock, welcoming the intrusion despite every logical thought urging him to fight back. Because he should be fighting back. Though he really didn't, like physically wanted to fight back.
Zade didn't give him time to unravel the thoughts anyways.
"You're taking me so well, Rai," Zade growled against his collarbone, his voice low, gravelly, and entirely stripped of its earlier taunting edge.
