Chapter 185: Steaming Knots
Rhys
"I get it..." I responded as I pulled out and scooped him up like he weighed nothing.
He wrapped his legs around my waist instinctively as I carried him toward the en-suite bathroom.
The bathroom was as bare as the rest of the apartment, with just a large walk-in shower with glass walls and a rainfall showerhead.
I turned the water on hot, and within seconds steam filled the space. I stepped inside with him still in my arms, not caring about the bandages and plaster on my wounds.
I pressed Kayden’s back against the cool tiles as the water cascaded over us like warm rain.
"Fuck, you look so good wet," I growled against his mouth before claiming it in a hot, sultry kiss.
The water streamed down our faces, mixing with our spit as our tongues slid slow and deep around each other. I sucked on his bottom lip, then licked into his mouth again, tasting myself on him from earlier.
Kayden moaned into the kiss, his hands sliding up my wet chest, his nails scraping over my nipples.
I broke the kiss only to spin him around, pressing his chest to the tiles. The water poured over his back and shoulders, running in rivulets down his spine and between his ass cheeks.
I dropped to my knees behind him, spreading his cheeks wide.
"Still so open for me," I murmured, watching my cum leak out of his puffy hole. I leaned in and licked a broad stripe from his balls to his entrance, tasting the mix of us.
Kayden whimpered, pushing back against my face. I ate him out again, my tongue fucking deep while the hot water cascaded over both of us, making everything slippery and loud.
When Kayden was shaking and begging, I stood up, lined my cock up, and thrust back inside him in one smooth stroke. This time I fucked him while standing, one hand braced on the tile beside his head, the other gripping his hip hard enough to leave marks.
The water made every thrust wetter, louder, our skin slapping, the slick sounds echoing off the glass.
"Take it, baby," I groaned, pounding into him harder. "Take every inch while the water runs over your pretty body."
Kayden’s moans grew louder, his forehead pressed to the tiles as I changed angles, hitting his prostate with every snap of my hips.
I pulled out suddenly, spun him around again, and lifted one of his legs high, hooking it over my arm.
Face to face now, I slid back inside him, fucking him deep and slow while the water poured over our joined bodies.
We kissed again. Our tongues tangling lazily as I rolled my hips, grinding against that spot inside him.
Water streamed down our faces, dripping from our chins as we devoured each other.
"Rhys... fuck... don’t stop," he gasped between kisses.
I didn’t.
I fucked him against the wall like that until his leg trembled, then switched again — bending him slightly forward, hands on the tiles, water cascading down his back while I took him from behind once more, faster this time.
It had been so long, so I let every inch of my beast into it.
When my knot started to swell, I growled low in his ear. "I am going to knot you right now and you will feel every inch of me."
Kayden only responded with a moan, and that was all it took for me to thrust deep and let it pop inside him, locking us together.
Kayden cried out, his walls clenching around my swelling knot as the first orgasm hit him.
I came hard, pumping rope after rope of cum deep inside while the hot water continued to rain down on us, washing over our joined bodies.
We stayed locked like that for long minutes, kissing slowly under the spray, my hands roaming his wet skin.
But I wasn’t done.
As soon as my knot went down enough, I pulled out, turned off the shower, and carried his dripping body back to the bed.
We barely dried off — just enough to not soak the sheets completely — before I was on him again.
This time I took him on his back, legs over my shoulders, folding him in half.
I fucked him deep and hard, the bed creaking loudly with every thrust.
When my knot swelled the second time, I buried myself to the hilt and locked in, grinding against his prostate while he came, screaming out my name as he also came.
"Second time, baby," I panted, kissing him through it. "Gonna keep filling you until you’re overflowing." I placed his legs down and remained like that for a moment, then I flipped him onto all fours.
I mounted him from behind, one hand fisting his hair, the other gripping his throat lightly as I pounded into his sloppy, cum-filled hole.
The wet, obscene sounds filled the room.
"Third time," I growled, my voice dark with possession. "Gonna knot you again and breed you so full you’ll feel me for days," I muttered into his ear, still not having gotten enough.
I thrust harder, faster, until my knot swelled for the third time.
I pushed it past his rim and locked deep inside him, groaning as another powerful orgasm ripped through me.
Kayden screamed, coming hard again, his hole milking every drop from my cock while I held him in place by the throat and hair.
"Rhys..." he muttered weakly.
"Kayden," I muttered as we both collapsed together onto the mattress, still tied by my knot. Our bodies trembled together, covered in sweat, cum, and the remnants of shower water.
I kissed the back of his neck softly, then turned his head for another slow kiss.
"Mine," I whispered against his lips, my hand still loosely around his throat. "All fucking mine."
"Yes, Rhys, I am yours."
"I love you," I muttered, kissing his forehead.
"I love you," he responded as he wrapped his hand around my waist. "Forever."