Monster Pucked (Pucking Monsters #2)

9. Marco

CHAPTER 9

MARCO

I loved when Ehrokk got that wicked glint in his eyes. The two of us barely made it to the locker room, our cocks begging to be touched.

The lockers rattled as I shoved him back, hand planted on his firm chest.

He’d shown me something new today. As a vampire who had been around for centuries, that was no small thing. I’d always been nervous about trying to skate on ice, but he was patient as I learned.

The magic of this thrill flowed through my veins, renewing me in a way I hadn’t felt in ages. It was as if blood were pumping into my dead heart, giving it a new rhythm—one that beat only for him.

I didn’t care that we were at the arena. I didn't really care that we were technically in public or that someone could walk in on us.

I needed him. Now .

“Ehrokk,” I growled. “I want to show you my appreciation.”

His cheeks reddened as he glanced around, clearly a little nervous. “Your appreciation? I didn’t do anything but?—”

“You taught me how to skate,” I said, dragging my nails down his body as I sank to the floor in front of him.

He groaned, his head falling back against the locker. “Fuck. I guess I did, didn’t I?”

I smiled. “You did, darling. And I am feeling very… thankful.”

The tip of my tongue ran over my sharpened fangs as I grabbed a hold of his sweats. I yanked them down, along with his boxer briefs, admiring his cock as it sprang free.

“Daddy,” he gasped. “Fuck. I’m so hard. I?—”

There was a shuffling sound outside the locker room doors. I went very still, looking up and straining to listen. Were we about to get caught?

Did I even care if we were?

Not really. My appetite for my orc boyfriend was too strong.

His muscles stiffened as I began to stroke his cock.

“Someone could find us…” Ehrokk trailed off.

“I know. But, it's a locker room. Aren’t people naked in here all the time?” Marco asked.

“Yes, but not fucking .”

I chuckled. “You’d be surprised, I think.”

All he did was whimper, trying his best to remain quiet as I circled the girth of his cock with my hands.

My hearing was better than his, so I knew the person was already retreating to somewhere else. But Ehrokk didn’t know that, and the tension only made him harder. A bead of pre-cum dripped from the head of his cock, his heart beating wildly.

He moaned as I leaned forward, taking him into my mouth. I looked at him as he clamped his hand over his lips, trying to stifle his sounds.

Watching him struggle turned me on even more.

“You’re such a good boy for Daddy,” I said softly. “Look at how hard you are for me, darling.”

His hips bucked involuntarily. “Fuck,” he gasped. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“I—I?—”

I took him into my mouth again, taking him all the way to the back of my throat. The crisp flavor of champagne danced on my tongue, satisfaction rolling deep as I began to suck, bobbing my head. I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to take all of him, given how large he was, but I could try.

Besides, I was a vampire. If my jaw broke, it would heal.

One of his hands curled into my hair. His hips thrusted as I took him deeper. I felt his heartbeat thrumming in his cock, pleasure flooding my entire body.

“You feel so good,” he rasped. “I’m close. I’m so close.”

I kept sucking, pulling him to the edge. His heart raced and his thrusts became more urgent. I pulled back, enjoying the gasp that left him.

“Please,” he begged. “Please. I need to come. I need to.”

I stood up, taking hold of his cock as my lips met his. He thrusted helplessly into my grip, only for me to release him, taking a step back.

Frustration flashed in his eyes. “Daddy…”

I smirked as he reached for me, dancing out of his grip. A soft growl left him as he lunged for me again, but I was quick.

“You’re torturing me,” he huffed.

“I’m edging you, darling, and it’s quite fun.”

“I just want to come. I want to come for you. Please,” he whined.

Then, he did something I couldn’t resist. He sank to his knees in absolute submission, eyes brimming with obedience and desire. His cock throbbed with need, but he was going to wait for me to make him come.

“Please,” he begged.

I couldn’t keep denying him. I wasn’t that cruel.

The stranger in the hallway was long gone. We were alone, and I intended to make use of this space. I pulled off my blazer and folded it, placing it on a bench. Then, I started to unbutton my dress shirt, slowly, proactively.

He groaned, his gaze feasting on me as I stripped. I took my sweet time, knowing that I was driving him crazy. But I loved watching the emotions dance in his expression—the desire to come now battling the desire to wait for me to fuck him senseless.

“You’re being very good for me,” I praised.

“I’m trying,” he whispered. “I want to come so bad. I’m so close. I can barely think straight.”

“Which is why I’m even more pleased,” I said.

I reached for my belt buckle, holding his gaze as the metal clinked. I slowly unlatched it, pulling it through the belt loops and dropping it to the tile floor.

The locker room smelled like a combination of sweat, cleaning supplies, and Ehrokk’s arousal. I inhaled the mixture, my fangs aching for a bite of him.

“Close your eyes,” I whispered.

His nostrils flared, but once again, he obeyed. His eyes shut, his reluctance amusing me.

I stripped completely, folding my clothes together and putting my shoes on top of them. My gaze roamed around the locker room. The thought of Ehrokk coming in here after a game, sweaty and running on endorphins— that would be an addicting concoction.

“Daddy,” he whispered.

“Yes, darling?”

“ Please .”

A deep hum reverberated through my chest. I went to him in a blur, sliding my hand behind the back of his neck and massaging the tendons. He moaned, fighting to keep his eyes shut as I pressed the head of my cock to his lips.

“Get me ready for you,” I commanded.

He didn’t need to be asked twice. My darling boy was a cock hungry sub, and his fevered sucking proved that. I groaned as he took me all the way to the back of his throat, his tusks rubbing against me, my head falling back as a wave of pure lust rolled through me. I pumped my hips a few times before drawing back.

Before he could protest, I pulled him to his feet, spun him around, and shoved him against the lockers. They rattled, the metal clinking as I spat into my hand, lubing my cock.

I levitated, lined my cock with his ass, and drove forward.

“ Fuck ,” we moaned together.

I wasn’t planning to be gentle this time. With the way he pushed back against me I knew he didn’t want me to be, either. I reached around his hips, grabbing hold of his cock and pumping his thick shaft as I drove into him, fucking him with the strength only a monster could give.

His palms slammed against the lockers, bracing himself. The metal caved beneath his grip slightly, but didn’t completely fold into. I fucked him harder, growling as I milked his cock.

“Bite me,” he gasped. “Please, Daddy. Bite me. Mark me as yours.”

Feral need pumped through me. I sank my teeth against his shoulder blade, hot blood swelling in my mouth as I tasted him. Hellish bliss took its hold on me, the hunger for what belonged to me overwhelming.

He didn’t stifle his moans. The sounds he made echoed through the room, along with the slap of my skin against his, the quick jerks of my hand on his cock, drawing his pleasure out, pushing him to the very edge?—

I wouldn’t stop this time though. He’d been good for me, he deserved to come.

Ehrokk released a sharp cry. I pulled my fangs out as he came, his cum spurting from his cock, coating my hand. I kept stroking him through his orgasm, my hips snapping with each driving thrust.

He panted, his muscles squeezing me. I immediately brought my hand to my lips, lavishing my tongue over the cum dripping over my fingers, mixing his blood and seed.

Fuck. He was mine. He belonged to me, by my side, forever.

“Oh gods,” he gasped. “That was incredible. Fuck.”

“I’m not done,” I growled.

I pulled out of him and turned him to face me. Then, I lifted him, enjoying the way his mouth dropped as I pulled his legs around my waist and thrust into him again.

“ Fuck .”

I savored his shock at being manhandled. I held him against the lockers with ease, thrusting in and out. My gaze locked with his, and a sudden surge of emotions rushed through me.

“Ehrokk,” I rasped.

The words on my lips died there. It was too soon to tell him I loved him. Even though, in this moment, I felt it so potently that I couldn’t think of anything else.

I was trying not to rush things. Being alive for so long, you’d think it would be easy. But if anything, I felt the urge to claim him, to show him that we had the rest of our lives together.

But I also knew if I told him now, I could potentially chase him away.

And that was the last thing I wanted.

His eyes rolled back as his cock started to harden again, a moan escaping him as I drove in and out.

He’ll be leaving me soon. The thought hit me hard, drawing a possessive snarl. He’d be going to the Claw Classic soon, and I hated the thought of being apart.

I should have warned him how possessive I could be.

“Daddy,” he rasped. “Bite me again.”

All of my worries melted as I leaned forward, staking my claim on his throat for everyone and the gods to see. I wished it would scar so they’d know he was mine.

Fuck. I sank my teeth into him again. Blood filled my mouth, hot and delicious. A sharp cry of pain turned into a groan as I continued to fuck him, drinking from him simultaneously.

I was going to come. I buried myself deep inside of him, both cock and fangs, and came—filling him as I took from him. His moan rumbled against my lips, all thoughts evaporating as I was overcome with pleasure.

I sank against him as the last drops spurted inside him. I gently withdrew my fangs, followed by a pang of guilt.

“I was a little rough,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”

“No,” he panted. “I would have used our safeword if I wanted you to stop. That was amazing, Marco. No one has ever taken me like that.”

I licked my lips, champagne and tangy blood mixing together. I swallowed hard as I pulled out of him, letting him down from my hold.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I realized I am very possessive of you,” I admitted.

I just want you to be my mate. I nearly said it, but the words didn’t come out. Ehrokk offered a soft smirk.

“I like it when you’re possessive.”

I growled and leaned forward, kissing him again. “I like possessing you. When you get back home from the Claw Classic, I promise I’ll possess you for hours and hours…”

His breath whooshed out. “Please do.”

I smiled and then pressed my forehead to his. “You’ll only be gone for a few days. It’ll go by fast.”

Ehrokk nodded silently. I wondered if he felt the same way I did.

“Let’s get dressed,” I purred. “And we can have a meal to celebrate your upcoming win.”

He chuckled. “We’ll see about winning. I’m excited for the game. And to come home to you again.”

The ache in my chest grew. “I’m excited for that too, darling.”