Free Available [Marked 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Jana Downs

then you’re inside me. The way you fuck me”—he raised his eyes and their gazes locked—“it was like you own me.”
    Ryan stood suddenly and offered Bradley a hand. “Come.” Bradley’s heart pounded. What was going on? It was hard to figure out what Ryan was thinking. His expression was thunderous, but the decided bulge said he’d enjoyed Bradley’s words as much as Bradley had. With the barest moment of hesitation, he took the proffered hand, and then he was pulled out of the booth and toward the back of the bar. Ryan whistled as they got close to the bartender. The guy looked up and nodded as Ryan pointed in the direction they were heading.
    “Are you mad?” Bradley asked, unbalanced. Maybe he’d been looking for a kinkier fantasy. Maybe he’d done it wrong.
    “No,” Ryan rumbled, opening a door opposite the bathrooms before tugging Bradley inside. A quick glance around said that this was some kind of storage closet, but it had a vanity and mirror. Maybe the wait staff used this place to get ready as well as stash their cleaning stuff. “Get on your knees.”
    Bradley blinked. “What?”
    “Don’t make me repeat myself. It’s one of my pet peeves,” Ryan rumbled, tapping Bradley on the shoulder before indicating the floor with a quick glance. As if in a dream, Bradley did as he was bid, obeying Ryan’s command. He felt his power leave the second his knees touched the linoleum. He gave it to Ryan.
    “Whatever you want,” he whispered, looking up the strong length of Ryan’s built body.
    Ryan cursed, which confused the hell out of him. Didn’t he want this? “I wanted to wait, wanted to make the first touch something special since you’re so new. Fuck it. I’m not special.” He popped the button on his jeans and lowered the zipper. His naked cock sprang into the open air, and Bradley whimpered at the sight. If nothing else, Ryan had a beautiful cock. It was long, thick, perfect for whatever the man wanted to use it for. “You make me need , boy.”
    “This is special,” Bradley murmured, his mouth watering. He understood. Ryan had wanted this as much as he had. He was just better at denying the impulse. He dragged his gaze from Ryan’s dick and met the Dominant’s eyes. “Because it’s you.”
    Ryan growled. “Suck.”
    Bradley didn’t need to be told twice. He braced his hands on Ryan’s thick thighs and leaned forward to lap at the already pre-cum-slicked head of Ryan’s cock. The second the taste hit his tongue, some foreign part of him all but howled in triumph. He shivered as the press of something foreign filled his senses, rubbing along him like a pelt of fur and filling his nose with a faint musk. A wave of need hit him so hard he was pretty sure his vision dimmed for a second.
    He shoved his head down, choking on Ryan’s length but not caring. “God,” Ryan gasped, threading his hands in Bradley’s hair. Mine , that foreign part of him spat. Bradley closed his eyes, savoring the sensation and taste of Ryan. He wanted to be filled, marked, taken. He needed it with a desperate edge that defied everything he’d been taught growing up. He needed to be Ryan’s. I am. I am his now . That settled the spiraling need somewhat.
    “That’s it, boy. Suck my cock,” Ryan rumbled above him. His fingers tightened, and the control shifted so that Bradley wasn’t so much sucking him at his own pace as Ryan was fucking his face. It made Bradley dizzy. Yes. Yes . The feeling was just like in his dreams. “Wanted to make this clean for you.” He grunted. “Just couldn’t wait.”
    I want it dirty. I want this. But of course Bradley couldn’t say that out loud with his mouth full. Ryan seemed to understand his pleading look however because his hips snapped forward faster. Minutes later, Ryan let out a guttural rumble of pleasure an instant before his hot spunk poured over Bradley’s tongue. He swallowed eagerly, savoring every sensation as his dizziness sent him careening over