Angel Without

by Rhiannon Ayers

  Maddox’s fingers encountered the walnut-shaped gland inside Riley’s ass, making the big man shout incoherently. He rasped his fingertips against it, knowing it would drive him wild. Riley went berserk, hips writhing uncontrollably. But Maddox didn’t want him to come this way. Not this time. He wanted Riley to come because he had a cock breaching his ass for the first time.

  Sucking air into his aching lungs, Maddox withdrew his fingers and reached for a condom, loving the moan of denial that poured from Riley’s throat. When he had the latex smoothed over his entire length, he gripped the base of his cock with one hand, pressed the head to Riley’s quivering entrance, and laid his body across Riley’s back. With his chin pressed into the heavier man’s shoulder, his free arm wrapped under and around the man’s chest, Maddox started pushing his way inside.

  * * * *

  Maddox was inside him. That was all Riley could think about as the first screech of pain washed through his body. But Maddox had been right about that, too. The pain disappeared between one breath and the next, turning into something exquisitely addictive. The breath froze in his throat as he felt Maddox’s glans push past the outermost ring of muscle, exploding out of his chest when he felt the pop of full penetration. Then there was nothing but that long inward glide, the stretch and burn taking over his whole fucking universe. And the moment he felt Maddox’s abdomen hit his ass cheeks, the moment he realized Maddox had his whole cock buried inside Riley’s body, he detonated.

  He’d never come without touching his cock before. Ever. Yet now rope after rope of sticky, hot seed soaked the pillow beneath his hips, his whole body quaking with the force of that hard, bright orgasm. Little lights flashed behind his eyes as lightning bolts zinged from his balls out toward every other part of his being, from the tips of his toes to the roots of his hair.

  * * * *

  Amber tried to suck air into her lungs as quietly as she could, desperate not to miss anything on the other end of the phone line. Her orgasm had been so intense, so overwhelming, she very nearly screamed with the force of it. The moment she realized Maddox had to be shoving his hard cock into Riley’s willing body, the moment she heard the big man start panting in that staccato rhythm that indicated imminent explosion, she’d gone off like an H-bomb.

  God, she wished she could see them. Wished she could watch Riley’s face as Maddox forced him to accept the pleasure he was being offered.

  Wished Maddox would do the same thing to her.

  Wished she wasn’t too afraid to let him.

  Panting, she slid her fingers through her own silky, wet heat, listening to the slap of flesh on flesh on the other side of the line. Maddox had commanded her to come as many times as she could. If she was going to keep pace with Riley, she needed to get a move on.

  * * * *

  Best. Orgasm. Ever. Except it was over too fast. Panting, Riley lifted his head, looked over his shoulder with the intent of apologizing for coming like an inexperienced teenager. But Maddox reached over him, cupped his chin, and yanked his head back for a searing hot kiss.

  “God damn, that is so fucking sexy,” Maddox breathed against his lips. Riley shuddered as the man on top of him shifted, bringing both arms down on either side of his torso, slipping his hands underneath Riley’s chest and turning them so he could grip his shoulders from underneath. “Let’s see how many more of those I can give you, shall we?”

  Riley shook his head, not comprehending. He’d just come, hadn’t he? It was over, wasn’t it? He opened his mouth, ready to ask what the hell Maddox was talking about.

  And that’s when Maddox started to thrust.

  A surprised grunt shot out of Riley’s mouth at the first hard penetration. His jaw dropped as he marveled at the feel of that long, thick shaft sliding deeper and deeper into his body. He could feel every inch of Maddox’s cock as it glided in and out of his throbbing chute in long, slow strokes. The stretch, the burn as his muscles fought to accommodate that heavenly shaft was the best thing he’d ever felt in his life.

  Maddox is fucking me. I’m being fucked. Riley had enough time for that startling revelation before his eyes rolled back in his head and he lost the ability to think coherently. All he knew for certain was he never, never wanted this to end, wanted to keep feeling Maddox’s cock sliding in his ass for as long as possible.

  Maddox rode him. With his weight braced on his elbows, he used his grip on Riley’s shoulders to provide extra leverage as he powered through all of Riley’s barriers, inside and out. Riley threw his head back and moaned uncontrollably as the pleasure radiating from that sweet spot deep inside him spread outward to encompass everything in the whole damn world. And before he knew it, he was rock hard again, his dick screaming from being sandwiched between him and the pillow beneath him, pulsing and ready to burst a second time.

  He’d never come more than once during sex before. Ever. Ever, ever. He’d heard other guys talking about epic nights between the sheets, heard them talking about fucking their girlfriends two and three times a night, bragging about coming over and over again. But he’d just thought it was talk, guys trying to one-up each other. He’d certainly never come close to any such thing, so as far as he was concerned, it was all hype.

  Now, with Maddox’s heavenly cock pounding his ass like a jackhammer, he knew he’d be coming again. And again. And again. As long as Maddox rode him, claimed him, he’d go off as many times as the guy let him, and still never get enough. Something about the way Maddox owned him, taking control away from him, made him hotter than he’d ever been in his life.

  It didn’t take long for Riley to lose complete control of his vocal chords, gasping and moaning every time Maddox’s hips smacked his ass with a loud crack. Maddox rumbled on top of him, the sound vibrating right through Riley’s body to settle in his rock-hard dick, making him moan all the harder.

  “God damn, Riley,” Maddox whispered, his hard lips pressed against Riley’s sweating neck. “You’re so fucking hot. And tight. I never. Ever. Want. To leave. This. Ass.” And he punctuated each pause with a hard snap of his hips, making Riley cry out incoherently.

  Those amazingly strong arms wrapped under and around Riley’s torso, caging him in overwhelming heat, making him feel surrounded and protected. The pleasure rocketing through his system intensified, sending wave after wave of pure bliss crashing through his body. He’d never felt this good before, never experienced this much pleasure without coming like a freight train. But Maddox just kept riding him, harder and faster, until Riley couldn’t concentrate on anything beyond the feel of that cock owning his ass.

  Maddox suddenly reared upward, clamping both hands around Riley’s hips as he drew both of them up and back, until they were both fully upright on their knees. Riley ended up on his elbows, ass high in the air. He probably looked like an idiot, but damn if it mattered right now. With the new angle, Maddox could ride him deeper, harder, shaking the whole bed as he slammed into Riley’s waiting chute. Burying his face in his arms, Riley shouted his pleasure against the sheets while Maddox pounded him.

  “God…fuck…Jesus…Uhhgh…” Riley grunted, the breath being forced from his chest with every hard, driving inward thrust. The slap of skin on skin was so loud, so rapid, it was like applause driving them onward.

  It felt good was such a pathetic phrase. Riley would need a fucking thesaurus—literally—to describe the feelings powering through his body right now. Maddox’s strong grip on his hips, the feel of his hard abdomen slapping Riley’s ass cheeks over and over, the way that glorious cock slid over his sweet spot at just the right angle to drive him insane, all combined to form a tsunami of lust so epic, Riley wondered if his heart would explode when he finally came.

  After an eternity, Maddox’s thrusts grew erratic. He dipped a hand around Riley’s waist, wrapped those long, sexy fingers around Riley’s throbbing cock, and started stroking in time with the pounding of his hips. His balls drew up, the tingling at the base of his spine turning into jolts of lightning
as he held his breath, waiting, waiting…

  Finally, at long last, Maddox squeezed Riley’s cock and shouted, “Come. Now!”

  Right at that moment, Maddox’s cock swelled against Riley’s anal walls, and he felt the first searing jets of cum through the barrier of the condom. The feel of it was so erotic, so intense, Riley lost complete control. His own cum boiled out of his balls like a fire hydrant, decorating the bed underneath him with line after line of hot, sticky white seed. Body shaking, he sank his teeth into his forearm, holding on against the need to fly apart in a million different directions. Maddox shook behind him, a long, low moan pouring from his throat as his cock continued pulsing in Riley’s ass.

  It went on forever. Longest orgasm of Riley’s life. And when he finally started to come down from that addictive, euphoric high, he knew his life had changed forever.

  Maddox collapsed on top of him, his weight driving Riley down onto the mattress. He reveled in the feel of the man’s rock-hard muscles quivering against his body, reveled in the knowledge that Maddox was just as affected as he was. They lay together, panting, for quite some time while both men sucked in air.

  After a time, Maddox’s weight lifted from his back. He slowly, slowly, pulled out, making Riley shudder convulsively. He felt the other man get up, heard the bathroom door open and close. Then Maddox was there, using a soft, wet cloth to clean Riley while he could do nothing but lie there and shake. Maddox tossed the cloth to the floor beside the bed, wrapped a big hand around Riley’s shoulder, and turned him over on his back. Riley blinked up at his lover as Maddox cupped his face, rubbed a thumb over his bottom lip.

  “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

  A laugh burst out of him before he could stop it. “Hurt me? Are you serious right now? I’ve never come so hard in my life.”

  Maddox grinned, those quicksilver eyes flashing with approval, then leaned forward and captured Riley’s lips. Riley moaned into that hot mouth, losing himself immediately in the taste and feel of Maddox’s tongue stroking his own. God damn. He’d never made out after sex before. During foreplay? Sure. But never afterward. In point of fact, he’d never stuck around long enough to do more than put his clothes back on and high-tail it out of there.

  Seemed it was his night for firsts.

  But Christ God Almighty, he could get used to this. Maddox was a seriously amazing kisser. Now that some of the urgency had been taken care of, he seemed to have no problem just locking lips for a while. With a rumble of purely male satisfaction, he rested his elbows on either side of Riley’s head, draped his body across Riley’s chest, and kissed him slowly, endlessly. And that single gesture, more than anything else that happened tonight, proved to him just how much Maddox cared for him.

  Riley was floating in a sea of endless bliss when Maddox finally pulled back and smiled into his eyes.

  “Thank you,” he whispered throatily. “Thank you for trusting me.”

  Riley swallowed past the sudden lump in his throat. “Thank you for not letting me run away from you. For not giving up on me.”

  Maddox kissed him softly, sweetly. Then he looked at Riley with a sudden gleam in his gorgeous silver eyes. He leaned forward and put his lips right next to his ear.

  “I have a confession to make. Amber has been listening to us. She’s been next door the whole time, while my phone has been on mute, listening to us fuck while she’s supposed to have been playing with herself. Want to see if she’s been paying attention? If she’s been following instructions?”

  Riley’s cock twitched with sudden lust. “Holy fuck, are you shitting me?” he whispered incredulously.

  Maddox grinned wickedly, putting a finger across his lips. He pushed himself up, slid to the foot of the bed, and scooped his cell phone up in one hand. Crawling back up next to Riley, he settled on his side with the phone on the pillow between them. Then he met Riley’s gaze with a raised eyebrow, clearly asking if Riley wanted to make Amber part of their night of exploration.

  Was the guy insane? Of course he wanted Amber to be part of this. He nodded fiercely, made a hurry-up gesture with both hands. Maddox grinned, reached for the phone, and tapped the mute button.

  Heavy feminine breathing echoed through the room. Little moans and pants, breathy little gasps followed by quiet groans, vibrated through the air. Riley’s cock made a desperate attempt to harden yet again, failing only because Maddox had already satisfied him so well. Biting back a string of curses, Riley shot Maddox a smoldering look and gestured pointedly at the phone.

  Maddox winked. He waited for a particularly enticing moan, then growled, “That’s right, angel. Get yourself off for us.”

  Amber gasped, obviously startled. They heard rustling, as if the phone was moving around, then her breathy voice squeaked, “You guys were listening to me?”

  “Only fair,” Riley chuckled, “since you were listening to me.”

  “Keep going,” Maddox rumbled, overcutting her muttered protests. “We’re not finished yet, angel. What’s the count?”

  Riley raised an eyebrow at the commanding tone of Maddox’s voice, earning a wink. Amber let out a moan, then whispered, “Two. I came…when Riley did.”

  Riley cursed, reaching down to stroke himself even though he knew it would be a while before he could get it up again. “You came with me, pixie? At the same time? Fuck, that’s hot.”

  Amber whimpered as Maddox let out another one of those sexy rumbles.

  “Keep going,” Maddox said again. “Don’t let us interrupt. We want to hear you, angel. Get yourself off for us.”

  “Tell us what you’re doing,” Riley grated, glancing up to see if it was okay with Maddox for him to make suggestions. The older man’s smile urged him on. “Are you naked?”

  She was silent for a moment. Then, “Yes.”

  “So are we,” Maddox said with a chuckle. “Are you wet?”

  “Yes.”

  Riley groaned.

  “One-word answers aren’t going to do it for us, angel,” Maddox said in a sexy growl. He trailed a hand down Riley’s chest, looking up at him as he spoke into the phone. “Are you going to play the game with us?”

  Silence. Finally, “I’m not used to…to talking.”

  Maddox’s eyes softened, making Riley wonder what he knew that Riley did not. “I know, angel. But you can talk to us. Unless…” He trailed off, his pause bated.

  “Unless what?” Amber said, right on cue.

  “Unless you want to show us,” Maddox whispered, making Riley curse again. “You don’t have to be alone tonight, you know. You could be here. With us. If you wanted to be. Your call. You can get yourself off, all alone in that king-size bed. You can describe what you’re doing to yourself, driving me and Riley crazy while you make yourself come so we can hear your hot little gasps and cries. Or, you could be here, in my bed, with me and Riley. Totally up to you. Your decision, angel. Always.”

  Riley raised an eyebrow, giving Maddox a What the fuck? look. Maddox shook his head, mouthed, “I’ll tell you later,” and returned his attention to the phone.

  “What will it be? Do you want to be alone tonight? Or do you want to be with us?”

  There was silence on the other end of the line. Riley waited, curious about the pained expression on Maddox’s face but knowing he had to wait for answers. Apparently, the two of them had had some pretty deep conversations before Riley stumbled on them making out earlier. Amber must have spilled the beans on some pretty dark secrets, if Maddox was being so careful with her. Feeling protective for no reason he could fathom, Riley leaned close to the phone.

  “We’re here for you, pixie,” he said in a tight whisper. “Whatever you decide, we’re here for you.”

  Maddox gave him an approving nod, making Riley all gooey inside. The two men waited, hoping against hope Amber would have the courage to trust them, to join them. Riley was getting anxious, about to ask her again—

  When the doorbell rang.

  Chapter 12

 
“Or I could just come over,” Amber’s voice said over the phone.

  Shit, she was here? Outside, right now, in the middle of the goddamned night? Cursing furiously, Riley dove off the bed, snagging his boxers off the floor. Stumbling as he tried to run and put his shorts on at the same time, he hauled ass down the stairs, heart pounding.

  “What the fuck, Riley?” Maddox yelped from behind him, obviously confused.

  But he didn’t have time to answer. Riley slid down the last couple of steps, barely yanking the fabric over his bare ass before he crashed into the door. Heart in his throat, he tore the portal open. Amber stood on the stoop, staring at him with wide blue eyes, mouth hanging open in shock. Riley didn’t think. He wrapped both arms around her middle and hauled her inside, slamming the door behind both of them. Breathing like he’d just run a marathon, Riley sank to the ground with Amber in his arms, burying his face in her hair as he held on tight, terror making him dizzy. He sat on the welcome mat, shaking, for a long time.

  Thank God. Thank God, thank God, thank God.

  “Riley?” Amber said tentatively. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her body pressed against his chest. “Riley, are you okay?”

  He shook his head, but didn’t answer otherwise. All he could do was sit there, hold her, while dozens and dozens of horrifying images flashed through his mind. So close. Too close. He shuddered, tightening his arms around the tiny woman, thanking every deity he could think of.

  The stairs creaked as Maddox joined them, and Riley felt an immediate rush of relief. He wasn’t alone. Amber would be safe with both of them protecting her. Maddox would watch his back while he tried to stuff the fear back down deep, where it belonged. Maddox was big, and strong, and powerful. He would be able to take care of her when Riley couldn’t.