Dark as Cole [The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Zoey Marcel

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  Malachi stood in the empty warehouse with Sean. “Just take your shirt off. Leave everything else on. I don’t want you to get hurt on anything.”

  Sean grinned. “Said the man with the whip.”

  Malachi stood there in sexual reverence when Sean took his shirt off. He was lean and strapping with flat abs and tantalizing definition in his smaller arms.

  The young Scot gave him a coy but lusty smile. “Where do you want me?”

  “Put your hands against the wall. Try not to tense up too much.”

  “All right.” Sean obeyed.

  Malachi silently admired his back. Sean was a breathtaking masterpiece. How was he supposed to keep from touching him intimately, or watch him walk away from him forever when these final precious hours together were up?

  He skimmed his hand over Sean’s shoulder blade. The breathy sound that came from him made Malachi’s dick jolt.

  “Don’t make that noise.”

  “Sorry,” Sean said. “I just wasn’t expecting it.”

  “You’re so beautiful, Sean. Your body is amazing.”

  “Thank you. So is yours. I’d like to see the rest of it.”

  A shocking charge of need plagued him.

  “Do I need to whip you for being forward?”

  Sean sounded like he was grinning. “I think you do, Sir.”

  God, he loved hearing the young man call him that. It had done something to him the first time Sean called him that after Malachi had spanked him with his belt. He’d meant it as a punishment for disrespect, but Lord, it had done wicked things to the sadist in him.

  Malachi started with lighter strikes for an intense version of a warm-up. He wished he had milder tools to start with to ease Sean into this, but the bullwhip was one of his favorites and Sean seemed man enough to take it.

  The cracking sound of the whip and the way Sean quivered made him ache all over.

  As the lashes got heavier, Sean’s breathing changed, became sharper and broken. His winces and muffled sounds evolved into flinching and cries of pain. Malachi stopped from time to time to run his palm over Sean’s pink flesh, soothing him and doing his damnedest to keep from tearing his pants off.

  There was something hypnotic about their session. Sean took everything he gave him. It impressed the hell out of him. He was careful not to draw blood since this was their first scene together and Sean had a flight ahead of him. The thin lines and lush crisscrosses fueled his hunger.

  Those tearful sobs and pleading whimpers turned his cock to steel.

  Sean shivered when Malachi’s fingers coasted over his raw skin.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  Sean nodded, sniffling. “Yeah, it feels so good. I mean it hurts like a bitch, but I love it.”

  Malachi grinned and ran his hand over Sean’s hair. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. You have no idea how appetizing you look right now. Those marks on your back …”

  Sean spun around, staggering a bit and sank to his knees. “Thank you for hurting me.”

  He seasoned the bulge in the crotch of Malachi’s pants with kisses, stealing his breath.

  “You made me so hard.”

  “Sean,” Malachi breathed, fingers combing through his hair.

  “You said no kissing, but I assume you meant on the lips.” Sean clawed at his fly. “Just let me see your cock. I want to kiss it.”

  Malachi groaned, feeling his khaki pants drop and his boxers being pulled down. “You know we shouldn’t.”

  Sean peppered his naked shaft with kisses. Malachi gasped at the feel of those soft lips laying warm, moist kisses on his rigid flesh.

  “Do you want me to stop?” Sean garnished tiny licks all over the wet head.

  “God, you make me weak.” Malachi crammed his dick into Sean’s mouth, holding his head in place.

  Sean moaned on his erection, sending sweet vibrations scattering through his swollen flesh. Malachi fucked his face. The session only lasted minutes. He normally had good stamina, but feeling Sean’s hot little mouth consuming his member fractured his control.

  He was about to pull his cock out of the young man’s mouth so Sean didn’t have to swallow, but the little guy tugged on his hips, encouraging him to stay. Malachi erupted in his mouth and Sean sucked it all down.

  Even the aftershocks of his orgasm overwhelmed him. His knees shook, his breathing was erratic, and waves of pleasure still rippled through him.

  Sean pulled off. His green eyes were soft with worship. “I love your cock.”

  He planted a tender kiss on the tip, making it jump.

  Malachi shivered, chortling. “It definitely loves you. You didn’t have to swallow.”

  “I wanted to.”

  He tucked his spent prick away and then zipped and buttoned up his fly. For a long moment he stared down at the younger man, brushing his hand over Sean’s soft cheek.

  “Make love to me,” Sean whispered. “Please.”

  He almost did.

  Malachi sucked in a sharp breath. “If I do you’ll never get on that plane.”

  “Would that be so bad?”

  “You’ve been given a great opportunity being accepted into that school. I wouldn’t take that away from you.”

  Sean rose suddenly, standing right in front of him, so close. “If I promise to get on the plane, will you to take me to bed?”

  Malachi wrestled with temptation. “Sean, you’re different. I’m not going to use you and then let you go.”

  Sean grinned and pawed at him. “Even better. I’ll stay then and be your little twink.”

  Malachi pulled his gaze away, feeling vague guilt trickle in.

  “We don’t have to use that word,” Sean said quickly. “I’ll be whatever you want. We can be partners, or lovers. I can even be your sub, or your slave.”

  “Sean, we can’t have a relationship.”

  “Then let’s just have this one day together. Give me that much,” he pleaded. “I’ll never tell anyone. I swear. Just let me feel you … inside me.”

  “We should go.” His chest hurt when he saw the disappointment on Sean’s face, the sad way his head drooped.

  “Okay.”

  Malachi put the whip back in the trunk and Sean got his shirt on. Once back in the car, they sat in silence for a moment, not looking at each other.

  “It’s not that I don’t care about you. I wouldn’t respect myself if I took your innocence and then let you go.”

  Sean turned his head to look at him, cute face entreating him. “I’d still respect you. I understand why you can’t have a relationship with me, but I really, really want you to be my first.”

  “You don’t understand how bonding sex is when you love someone. I don’t want to break your heart.”

  “It would hurt me more if you let me leave without touching me. I don’t want my virginity to go to anyone else. I saved it for you.”

  A long, heavy pause followed. He’d never ached for anyone like this before, never wanted anything more.

  Malachi finally spoke. “If we do this, you know this moment is all we have.”

  Sean’s head jerked toward him again, expression vulnerable with hope.

  “You have to promise me that you’ll get on that plane afterward.”

  “I will.”

  Malachi looked at him seriously. “That you’ll never talk about it with anyone or contact me.”

  It made his chest hurt to say that.

  Sean’s features contorted with grief. “Can’t we just be mates afterward?”

  “We can’t.” Malachi fixated his gaze on the windshield. “I don’t want to give you false hope. I can never be out in the open like you.”

  “Okay.”

  He shook his head, bracing his forehead in his hand. “I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation. You’re so young. Your father wanted me to mentor you, not …”

  “Forget him. I’m an adult and I want you.” Sean gulped, countenance dimming. “Were yo
u in love before? You said sex with someone you love is bonding, like you’d experienced it.”

  “I loved my wife.”

  “Are you bi, then?”

  Malachi stared out the windshield. “No. I fell in love with her soul, not her body. She was beautiful. Sex with her was more about closeness, intimacy. It wasn’t carnal.”

  “Not like with the men?”

  He nodded.

  “Did you love her more than me?”

  “No. Falling for you felt the same as falling for her, but it was better.”

  Sean’s lips quirked in a loveable smile. “Because of the passion?”

  Malachi glanced down at his lap, gliding his hands together. “That and you’re my other half.”

  Sean appeared touched as he took Malachi’s hand in his. “You’re mine.”

  “I never loved a man before you.” Malachi looked at him gently, stroking Sean’s hand with his thumb. “Did you know that?”

  Sean gave him a caring smile and nodded.

  “I thought it was just lust. Men couldn’t have feelings for each other. And then you came.”

  The young man brought Malachi’s hand to his lips.

  “You’ll get on the plane afterward?”

  Sean met his gaze and nodded.

  “Swear to me.”

  “I promise.”

  Malachi combed his fingers through Sean’s hair. “All right.”

  Chapter Four

  Sean lay on the hotel room bed in his underwear. He was a puddle of nerves, inexperienced, but exhilarated out of his mind.

  Malachi was shirtless, but he still had his pants on. He was in good shape, muscular, but not overly big or vascular. His strong chest had hair on it that felt delicious against Sean’s bare skin when their bodies met.

  They kissed slowly, tenderly, running their hands all over each other. His heart raced with every slow, intimate kiss. His flesh thrilled beneath each sensual touch.

  He splayed his fingers in Malachi’s soft hair while the man licked his nipples and ran a groping hand up and down the inside of his thighs. His cock pounded for the evasive touch. He moaned, tilting his head back when Malachi bathed his throat with his tongue. A sweet sense of surrender washed over him when the man lightly suckled his Adam’s apple.

  Sean gasped, back arching when Malachi cupped his crotch. His throbbing dick ached against the provocative touch, rising sinfully in his briefs, burning with knowledge. He rubbed Malachi’s arms, clinging to him like a lifeline.

  “God, stop teasing me. I need you inside me.”

  “You need to obey me,” Malachi murmured against his neck.

  A hot flash swept over him. He loved this, didn’t want it to ever stop.

  “I want you to submit to your desires and feel your balls swelling in my hand.”

  Sean moaned.

  “I mean it, Sean. I want to feel them firming up more right now.”

  A strangled groan resulted when he felt his testes harden beneath Malachi’s motionless hand.

  “Good boy.” The preacher kissed his head. “Now, about that cock …”

  “Yes, play with it.”

  Malachi grinned. “I want it fully erect when I pull it out.”

  “It’s so hard. Squeeze it,” Sean begged.

  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I know I’ve spoiled you over the years, but I always thought you could use a little discipline. You’re rebellious, Sean.” Malachi pecked his lips while leaving his palm still on Sean’s groin. “You need to learn to do what you’re told. When I give you an order, you’ll obey without question or hesitation, won’t you?”

  “Yes,” he breathed.

  “Get harder for me, now.”

  He let out a meek whimper as his cock got fatter, stiffer under Malachi’s hand.

  The older man smiled down at him. “Good boy.”

  Sean raised his hips when Malachi began kissing a trail down his belly. The preacher pushed his hips back down against the bed. Malachi’s tongue traced sensuous laps in and around his navel before descending. Warm lips seasoned his dick all over through his underwear. A savage gasp tore out of him when Malachi started to nibble on his swollen flesh through his briefs.

  “I need more,” Sean implored him.

  “You need to submit.” Malachi tugged his underwear aside.

  Sean moaned when the man planted a kiss on his left nut. Those wonderful lips nibbled his sack. That hot, slippery tongue licked his balls, first one and then the other. His testes felt wet and slobbered on when Malachi moved the fabric back in place.

  His heart rate picked up speed when Malachi’s fingers dipped into the waistband and then lowered his briefs. Shyness and fierce anticipation settled over him when the man pulled his underwear completely off, leaving him naked and exposed.

  “Beautiful.”

  Sean felt beautiful beneath his admiring stare. He sighed softly when Malachi felt up his erection. He ran his tongue from Sean’s scrotum all the way up to the tip of his cock. He did this a few times, driving him crazy.

  “God, I might come just from that.”

  “You don’t come until I do,” Malachi told him with a smug little smile.

  “You tease.”

  He chuckled.

  It was paradise when his hard dick sank into the sweltering dampness of Malachi’s mouth. The man should have won an award for all the wicked things he did with it. Hot blood pulsed through the veins of his penis under the invigorating pressure. The man jacked and sucked him simultaneously, occasionally playing with his ball sack.

  Pre-cum oozed from his cockhead and into Malachi’s phenomenal mouth. He was so close.

  “Oh no!” Sean pleaded. “Please don’t stop.”

  Malachi stood and worked open his fly. “I want you coming when I do … while I’m buried deep inside you.”

  “Fuck yes!” Sean blushed at Malachi’s arched brow. “I meant freakin’ yes.”

  The man gave him a teasing smile as he stripped. “Such a dirty mouth. Do you know what I do to boys who cuss a lot?”

  Sean sat up, grinning. “I really want to.”

  Malachi smirked and got some things that he’d set on the nightstand earlier when they first came in here. He got into bed with Sean, both of them on their knees.

  “You nervous?” Malachi asked.

  Sean nodded, giving him a timid little smile. “I want it to be good for you, too.”

  “There’s no way it couldn’t be. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you.” Malachi gave him a reassuring smile and touched his fingers to Sean’s jaw, brushing a kiss on his lips.

  “You look amazing.” Sean fondled his chest, eyes roaming all over his body.

  “Thank you. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

  They shared a wet, gentle kiss.

  “Thanks.”

  “Lie down on your side with your back to me,” Malachi murmured against his face.

  Sean obeyed, wondering why Malachi hesitated and things got really quite for a moment. He glanced back over his shoulder when the man’s fingertips skimmed over his butt cheek. Sean suddenly remembered the S&M he’d engaged in with Ronny at the club a few nights ago.

  “I tried a scene with someone at the club. It was just one time,” Sean said quickly. “He didn’t mean anything to me. I only did that because I couldn’t have you. I’m really sorry.”

  Malachi caressed his bottom and gave him a forgiving look. “Sean, it’s okay. I didn’t expect you to be celibate your whole life.”

  “I wanted it to be you, honest. When I was with him I pretended it was you. I did that with the others, too.” Sean grappled for his hand and gave it an apologetic squeeze.

  “You’re a sweetheart.” Malachi squeezed his hand back and then smoothed his palm over Sean’s hip. “I want you to hold your ass cheeks apart for me.”

  “Okay.” Sean split his buttocks apart so Malachi could lube his anus up. “You’re rather fit when you swear.”

 
; “My first curse word.”

  “It is not.”

  Malachi laughed. “Not convinced, huh?”

  “Not in the slightest.”

  “Let me know if it hurts.”

  “You’re grand.”

  Sean winced a little when Malachi added another finger. The man was gentle and thorough about slicking him up and stretching his tight ring. His pulse went frantic when he heard foil ripping and then the squeaky slide of latex being strapped on. This was it. He was about to lose his virginity. It moved his heart to no end that Malachi was the one who would take it.

  He felt the broad tip of Malachi’s armored dick smearing through his lubricated crack. Relaxing his muscles, he felt the thick girth pressing against his anus. The dip gave and slowly accepted the head. Sean tensed up and Malachi paused.

  “You okay?” He kissed Sean’s head and caressed his tummy, nuzzling him.

  “Yeah, it just hurts. Please don’t stop.”

  “I’ll be gentle. We’ll take as much time as you need.”

  Except they didn’t have a ton of time. A few priceless hours and then he was supposed to board a plane that would take him away from the man he loved, possibly forever. That broke his heart, ramped up his desperation.

  Don’t be a wimp. Take his cock. This may be the only day you ever have with him in bed.

  Sean forced himself to calm and ease up so Malachi’s erection could wriggle in more. It worked, but progress was slow and painful in spite of the generous prep time the man had given him. It felt so strange and taboo, so unreal and private to feel a massive endowment pushing slowly into his virgin body.

  “I’m sorry I’m so tight,” Sean gritted out through the discomfort.

  Malachi tittered as he gradually worked his cock in. “Don’t ever apologize for that. You feel incredible.”

  He paused for a moment and rubbed Sean’s arm, kissing his neck and soothing him. The harsh pop when Malachi’s cockhead forged past his sphincter and into his bowels hurt, but the man’s shaft slid in easier after that until he was seated fully inside him.

  “Shh,” Malachi lulled while nuzzling him.

  Sean trembled as the pain subsided. He found it arousing that he was being hurt and pleasured at once. The big male hand petting his cock made it even better.