h gods Ross, fuck me harder, please!” Alex pleaded, his hands clutching the sheets beneath him as Ross thrust slowly into his ass.

            “Are you sure?” Ross asked, his thrusts gaining in speed and power before Alex had a chance to respond.

            Alex moaned and trembled as he felt his mate pounding into his ass harder and faster than ever before. He felt so full. He didn’t know how it felt as if Ross had grown bigger than the last time they’d fucked, but the man had most definitely grown in both length and girth. Alex’s skin tingled and tightened across the bones of his arms and chest. He pressed his ass back, impaling Ross’s cock more firmly inside of him. He groaned as he felt the muscles of his sphincter squeeze and hold onto Ross’s hard length as if trying to keep him inside of Alex forever. Not that he would mind in the slightest. So much of their lives had become fraught with danger and intrigue. It seemed as if, with every new day their days became filled with more and more drama.

            If he wasn’t so sure that he existed, he would have sworn that he was a main character in some cheesy ass gay romance novel. It didn’t matter though, those things never got it right. If he was in a novel, right about now, the bad guys would come bursting through the door, ready to kidnap both him and Ross while they tried to get their freak on in their hotel room.

            Alex’s mind stuttered to a grinding halt as Ross began to pound his cock into his ass at a more furious rate. Holy fracking hell, Batman! It was like his mate was literally trying to fuck his throat through his ass.

            Not that he minded that either. Ever since Ross had dominated him a month before, their sex life had escalated from spine tingling amazing to soul exploding fantastic. Alex threw back his head, his eyes squeezing close tightly as his orgasm rushed over him like a runaway freight train and let out a keening wail of pleasure so loud that he was sure to be hoarse.

            “Fuck yeah baby. Let me know how much you like it,” Ross grunted as Alex’s body continued to tremble. Alex threw his hand out and pressed it against the headboard as Ross’s thrusts grew faster and harder, his rhythm unsteady as he chased his own orgasm.

            Hearing Ross’s loud growl as the cowboy filled his ass with his spunk, Alex’s body shivered in sated bliss. He knew that their having sex in a hotel while still searching for Maurice, Michael and the kids was selfish and made no sense, but their need for one another in that moment was purely gratitude. Alex was grateful that Ross wasn’t missing and Ross was grateful that Alex was by his side. Alex knew that they both felt somewhat guilty for feeling the way that they did, but again, they knew that it made no sense.

            Sighing as Ross collapsed onto his back, Alex slid down the bed until his head rested on his pillow. His cum covered pillow. Holy shit, he’d cum all over the goddamned bed. He heard Ross’s chuckle and elbowed his mate in the ribs. Really, it was all Ross’s fault anyway. Did he have to be a fucking god? Literally?

            “Are things a little wet underneath you there mate?” Ross asked, amusement lacing his words.

            Alex rolled his eyes when Ross snorted and then groaned when the bigger man gently eased his now softened cock from Alex’s ass. Damn, he hated it when Ross had to leave his body. He wished that they could spend the rest of their lives with Ross’s cock firmly entrenched in his ass. It would make things a little more difficult to get done, but life would certainly be a lot more fun and interesting.