Equation for Love by Sutherland, Fae (13 ebook reader TXT) 📗

than a few feet away, witha manwho, evena week ago, Skye would never have believed could want him. But he believed Liamdid. It blew his mind every time he really thought about it.

"Please,"he whispered, forehead against the door.

Liam growled softly against his nape, and Skye shivered. "You please me so much, my own," Liam murmured.

Skye's chest tightened, pride filling him. Then it was Liam filling him and there was no pride, no selfpleasure; there was only Liam--giving Skye what he needed.

Skye hissed, breath hitching as the other man's cock slid into him, stretching, stinging. It felt so fucking good. Yet another thing he hadn't been prepared for. When he'd thought sex felt good, he'd never imagined just how good. It was mind-bending and Skye wasn't sure how anyone managed to ever get anything else done whenthere was this temptingthem.

"OhGod...Liam...Sir..."

Liamscraped his teeth along Skye's neck, following the collar of his shirt, his breath hot and damp against Skye's skin. "Mine, Skye. You're mine."

Skye thrust his hips back, barely managing to bite back the cry of pleasure wanting out, when the move sank Liam even deeper. He nodded, clenching around him. "Yours. I'myours."

God help him, it was the truth. In that moment, he wasn't Skye McCord, scientist. He was Skye McCord, Liam's boy. Initially, he'd rejected the word, thinking it was a word to diminishhis ownpower. He now knew it didn't diminish anything. He was Liam's boy and it was as natural a fit as Skye's love for math. It seemed to have been there always, in him, just waiting for Liamto come alongand claimhim.

Now if only Liam would claim him for good, not just temporarily.

Liam groaned in reaction to Skye's easy acceptance, and a thrill went through himknowing he'd pleased Liam again. It was a rush, every time he saw the satisfaction in Liam's beautiful hazel-green eyes. Skye wanted to always see that look, not a disappointed one or a "Skye, you're being bratty again" expression. Even if the latter was almost always accompanied by a sort of amusement. He still liked the "Skye did good"look the best.

Liam's hands settled on his hips, long fingers digging into his skin, threatening to leave marks there. Skye's stomach flipped in anticipation. Oh God, yes please. He thought he'd come on the spot if Liam really did mark him.

Finally, Liamwas in him, fully, and Skye wished for a second he could just not move and stay there always. Buried in him, who cared about anyone else or where theywere. It was the most glorious feelinginthe world.

Then Liam moved, sliding hot and hard out and deep and sure back in, and Skye decided this was the most glorious feeling. Everything was. Liammade every thing better than the last. It was insane and didn't seem possible, but there it was. He dragged Skye to the top and then shoved him just a little higher still. Over and

over.The pace was hard and fast, and the edge of frantic

only made it all better. Hotter and sexier and more wicked than anything Skye had never imagined. Liam's voice was a rough, panted growl in his ear--feral and primal and commanding. Skye gave himself over completely. He didn't have any other choice. Liam demanded his surrender, and Skye gave it wholeheartedly. He gave until he had nothing more to give, which was when Liam demanded just a little bit more. Skye gave it everytime.

In the end, Liam had his arms wrapped around Skye's torso, holding him close--almost cradling him-while his hips snapped hard and jolted them both with the brutalthrusts. They each drove harder and closer to the edge, sweat slicking their bodies, Skye's cock aching inside Liam's stroking fist. It was so much, it was too much, it was not enough.

"Skye...come for me, Skye. I want to feel you come for me." Liam's voice was a gruff demand behind Skye's ear and he nodded helplessly, entire body shivering.

"So...close..." he whispered, gritting his teeth in an attempt to hold back the desperate sounds wanting out. He was grateful when, unexpectedly, Liam's free hand slid up to cover his mouth.

"Let go for me, my own," Liam pressed a steamy kiss to the sweat-slick skinofhis neck.

Skye did, his pleasured cries now muffled byLiam's hand. It was enough to make his head spin, the sensation of being bound, essentially gagged, and fucked to within an inch of consciousness. He'd never felt so dirty--and so alive--inhis entire life.

He came so hard he saw stars, face turned into his arm, crying out into Liam's tightly clamped hand, pantingthroughhis nose as the world exploded. He was barely able to register the fact that, a few seconds later, Liam was joining him, his thrusts erratic and jerking as the other man came, his breath hot and broken in Skye's ear.

Liam's breath and ragged groans, along with his own thundering heartbeat, was all Skye could hear for what felt like an eternity. Gradually, the thundering faded and was replaced by the pounding beat of the bass fromoutside the bathroom.

Oh God. They were in a bathroom, half-naked, come- and sweat-slick, and all Skye wanted was to curl up in Liam's arms and recover from his earthshattering orgasm. His eyes widened and he glanced back at Liam, panting as the other man let go of his mouth.

Liam met his gaze and grinned, looking not in the least repentant. Of course not. Skye rolled his eyes with a soft, embarrassed laugh. "You're terrible," he whispered.

Liamnipped his jaw, rocking his hips against Skye. "I am. And you're wonderful. Wicked, wanton boy." Liam eased out of Skye, smiling at the soft sound of disappointment the other man made. "You're good for myego, darlin'."

Skye laughed softly, glancing back over his shoulder. "Considering what I just let you do, I believe

it."Liam leaned in and