Nico
I stood behind Alaric, my chest rising and falling heavily as I stared down at him bent over like that. His hole looked thoroughly used, puffy and slick, still twitching as if begging for more even after everything I'd already put him through.
The phone on the floor started ringing again, instantly getting on my nerves. I wondered who the hell was calling him at a time like this.
But I didn't stop thrusting inside of him.
"Nico, I need…" Alaric groaned, his voice breaking as I rammed into him again. "I need to pick up that call."
"No. Stay right there," I growled. "Whosoever is calling should wait until I am finished." The possessiveness in my tone was undeniable, and Alaric surprisingly said nothing after that, completely surrendering to my command.
The phone kept ringing repeatedly, vibrating against the floor as if it had a personal vendetta against us.
