Page 37 of The Chosen One Universe: Volume One

“Wait your turn,” Sam said. He tightened his hold on Vaughn’s cock and stroked it again. Vaughn shuddered and laid his hands on Sam’s spread knees and waited. He explored Vaughn’s length, learning every bump, every line, and every curve. “We need lube,” Sam whispered.

“Fuck.” Vaughn stepped back and pulled his pants up. He pointed at Sam and gave him a stern look. “Don’t move.”

He bolted out the door and down the stairs. He was back a minute later clutching the bottle in his hand.

Of course, Sam had ignored his order to wait and used the time to strip off his pajama pants. He’d spread his legs and leaned over the bathroom counter, looking back over his shoulder as Vaughn came back into the room.

He stumbled to a halt, staring wide-eyed at Sam as the steam from the shower began heating up the room. “Oh, fuck. I’ve dreamed about your perfect ass.”

“Yeah?” Sam asked.

Vaughn crept forward and sat the lube on the counter before touching Sam’s ass with both hands. He spread his cheeks and groaned again. “Sam,” he whimpered.

“Fuck me, Mate.”

Vaughn shuddered at his use of the word.

“You keep talking like that and this isn’t going to last long.”

Sam sent him a wicked grin before he turned and looked into the mirror. He met Vaughn’s gaze through the glass. “You going to make me wait? Because I can take care of this myself if you aren’t up for it.”

It was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. All he’d had to do was take hold of his own cock and give it a stroke. Vaughn’s eyes flared blue, and he stepped forward, closing the distance between them before pushing Sam’s hands away. “Don’t touch.”

“Then you better get busy.”

Vaughn growled then, his eyes flashing once more. He leaned over Sam, covering his back and pushing him down over the sink. “Gonna prove to you that you’re mine, Sam.”

Their eyes stayed locked together as Vaughn reached for the lube. He slicked up his fingers and moved them to Sam’s entrance. He traced them over Sam’s hole quickly before plunging one inside. Sam gasped, fighting to keep any other sounds inside. It was harder than he thought, especially when Vaughn smirked and added a second.

“Don’t want to wake the kids, do you?”

“I won’t be the only one unsatisfied.”

“Good point.” He continued to stretch Sam’s opening, his fingers tender but insistent. “It won’t be like this next time. I’m going to have you in my bed beside me. Soon, Sam. Very soon.”

“Sounds good. But for now, less talking. More fucking.”

“So demanding.”

“I’ll show you de—” Sam tried to push up and around, but Vaughn was faster and grabbed him around the waist. He used the movement to slide his cock into Sam’s crease.

“You sure you want to do that?”

Sam froze, meeting Vaughn’s gaze in the mirror once more. “Please, Vaughn.”

“Spread your legs a little more for me,” Vaughn said. He nipped at Sam’s ear then traced the edge with his tongue. Sam complied, pushing his ass back against Vaughn’s cock as he did. “That’s it. I’ve got you.”

Vaughn’s cock pressed against his hole and slowly began to push inside. He wrapped his hands around Sam, one coming to rest on his chest over his heart while the other crept lower, splaying over Sam’s stomach and creeping oh so close to his cock.

“Vaughn,” Sam groaned as the stretch began to be too much. He wanted more, wanted to shove back so he was completely filled. He wanted Vaughn’s hand on his cock.

“I’m gonna take such good care of you, Sammy. Forever.”

Sam didn’t know he needed the promises, but something settled inside him even more as Vaughn pushed forward the last bit and they were completely joined.

He met Vaughn’s gaze in the mirror once more and found Vaughn already staring at him, studying his expression. He smiled smugly when he moved and Sam’s breath hitched.

Sam responded by squeezing his ass. Vaughn groaned and dropped his head onto Sam’s shoulder. “Fuck, Sam. You feel so good. You were meant for me.”