Relentless Excerpt NSFW :)

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Relentless
Copyright 2010 Total-e-Bound Publishing


Zane’s eyes flew open the same time his mouth did. “Fuck that—”

The bed dipped and Zane found himself straddled by what had to be two hundred and fifty pounds of ripped muscles. One large hand was planted firmly on his chest, pressing him back against the mattress. Heat radiated outward from Aidan’s hand, slowly spreading throughout Zane’s body. All the pain that had been tormenting his nerve endings suddenly vanished under a feeling of security and desire. He held himself still, refusing to give himself over to either feeling. He deserved neither and Aidan deserved better.

But the man was so damn close… Aidan Criswell wasn’t sitting on him, not exactly, but he had his knees planted on either side of Zane’s hips. The mattress dipped deeply under Aidan’s knees, bringing him down, or Zane up, he wasn’t sure which. All he did know was he suddenly felt like a sacrifice offered up to the man looking down at him.

The close proximity of their cocks sent a shiver through him as Aidan leaned over him. Two big hands slid under his back.

“This isn’t going to feel good any way we do it.” Aidan’s lips quirked. “If you can, maybe hold onto my arms or shoulders.”

Zane nodded, his throat too tight with desire and shame at his own past actions to try to speak. He couldn’t hold back a whimper as he reached for Aidan’s arms. The need to touch the man was overpowering. His palms tingled as his hands hovered over Aidan’s biceps.

Zane gripped hard flesh and his moan mingled with Aidan’s. Caught in the rich brown gaze of the man half-lifting him, Zane didn’t realise the sheet had slid down, baring his cock, until the sensitive head brushed against Aidan’s denim clad balls. The jolt of lust that shot from his cock to his brain had him gasping and fighting to keep himself from thrusting his hips for a more intense touch.

“Fuck, Zane,” Aidan’s eyes seemed to spark with heat, specks of amber suddenly appearing around the edges of his pupils. He held Zane suspended for a moment, gaze lowering to Zane’s parted lips.

Zane felt the look like a velvet caress on his lips. He told himself he wasn’t going to do it, but his head tipped forward and he brushed his lips across Aidan’s, unable to resist.

Aidan leaned into the kiss with his whole body, pushing and pulling until Zane was propped up against the headboard. The hands that had braced his back were suddenly cupping his face as Aidan tilted his head and lapped at Zane’s bottom lip.

“Let me in.”

Zane heard Aidan’s voice in his head and didn’t have the will power to block the mind link any longer. He groaned as he parted his lips and opened for his mate. The taste of Aidan exploded on his tongue. Strong and smoky, it fuelled the fire pounding in Zane’s cock.

Aidan’s tongue slicked over the roof of Zane’s mouth as he rocked his hips, rubbing his cock against Zane’s. The dual strokes broke down Zane’s reserves. He grabbed the firm globes of Aidan’s ass in his hands, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. Pain shot up his arms, his bitten shoulder throbbing and his ribs aching as though he had just been kicked all over again.

The pain brought him back to reality, overriding the pleasure as guilt swamped him. He jerked his hands back and tried to twist his head away only to have Aidan follow, capturing his mouth once again as Aidan’s hands grabbed his, stopping the panicked retreat. Zane swallowed the growl that flowed from Aidan’s mouth into his. The need to submit to his mate’s demand for obedience weighed down on him, nearly making him forget that he wasn’t deserving of this gift.

Nearly, but not quite. Zane tried to free his hands, tugging against Aidan’s restraining grasp. The effort only succeeded in earning him another rumbling growl of displeasure and a sharp burning pain in his injured shoulder.

Desperation seized him as Aidan thrust against him, the friction of denim scraping along his cock, causing his balls to draw tight. A tingling pressure in the base of his spine built and spread as Aidan continued the sharp, fast rhythm that brought their cocks together. Zane’s mind was a tangled knot of need and fear, his body screaming for release while a part of him wanted to fight what was happening.

Zane felt a sharp nip to his lower lip then Aidan was sitting up, fully straddling Zane’s thighs. The sudden loss of the man’s mouth, of his closeness, left Zane feeling bereft in a way he didn’t understand. A whimper of protest left his lips, the sound both startling and embarrassing him. He wanted to turn away but found himself trapped by Aidan’s heated gaze.

Aidan released Zane’s arms, but before Zane could do anything more than twitch his fingers, a big, rough hand gripped his cock. Aidan’s other hand splayed open low on Zane’s belly, pressing down to keep him from moving his hips.

“Come.” The order was accompanied by a quick stroke of Aidan’s hand, and with that one move, Zane’s defences were devastated. He yelled as his orgasm ripped through him, pain and pleasure mingling together as his body jerked and tensed. The tangy scent of his come filled his senses as he felt the first pulsing release.

“Fucking beautiful,” Aidan murmured as Zane felt warm, wet spunk hit his chest.