The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow, #1)

by Alexandra St. Pierre

“Alright, baby. You can come. Come for me, gorgeous. I want to watch you blow while I fill up your perfect, tight little ass.” I let go of his dick and angled my hips in such a way that I knew my cockhead would drag against his prostate with each thrust.

“I know what it is to make tough choices and live through difficult times. I know what hard is… Loving you isn’t hard, Callum,” he whispered, leaning forward and brushing his lips against mine. “Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”

“If I can’t kill people, I’m going to need another outlet,” I growled. I could feel the darkness I’d been repressing curl in my chest. “Are you going to let me use you the way I need, baby?” “Fuck, yes, Callum…” Ryan whined. “Use me.”

“Good boy, Ryan. You’re so fucking good.” I groaned, fucking into him harder. “You going to come for me, gorgeous? You going to paint these fucking sheets?” “Yes, please, fuck, fuck, fuck. Cal, I’m going to —” “Do it, baby. Show me how good it feels,” I ordered, and as soon as the words left my mouth, he exploded in my hand. I caught the first burst and used it as lube to jack him through the rest of his orgasm. It didn’t take long for my own climax to catch me. “Fuck yes, Ryan.” I gasped as I emptied my load into his tight, perfect ass. “Take it, baby. Take my cum.”