Arrow Inferno
Chapter 119: Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks ~ Feral attraction in the midst of hatred… Mile high!

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Ryan raised his head from the laptop in his lap to look at Jeremy when he heard him open the door to the pilot's side. The Valkyrie, he'd heard, was one of the fastest and safest piston aircrafts. Ryan loved how small but elegant the aircraft looked. It comfortably seated only five people including the pilot but had ample storage for suitcases. He knew that Jeremy had bigger planes but he'd explained that since it was just the two of them, they would enjoy the Valkyrie better. He watched as his mate got into the pilot's seat and immediately began to push on knobs and flick some levers. Jeremy obviously didn't want to waste any more time, Ryan thought as he turned back to his laptop. Too bad he wasn't going to be much of a help as a copilot. There was no way he would understand all those knobs on the control board.

Just as Ryan heard the engine start, Rihanna's 'Work' filled the aircraft, blurring out of the obviously powerful speakers. He raised his head to look at Jeremy and felt his breath hitch inside his throat when he found smoldering blue eyes on him. Jeremy sat in his seat in a relaxed manner and just stared at him. Assuming that Jeremy was waiting for him to shut down so he could take off, Ryan began the process of shutting down his laptop.

"Get off that laptop and get on top of this lap." Ryan heard Jeremy command in the most savagely husky voice he'd ever heard and raised his head again to look at his mate, wondering whether he'd heard right.

Ryan swallowed hard when he saw Jeremy slowly unzipping his jeans. His eyes went to the windows. Anyone who bothered to look at the aircraft would surely see everything that was going on inside, Ryan couldn't help but think. He knew what Jeremy would say if he pointed out that fact. We're werewolves... We fuck around each other all the time... It's a werewolf thing... Well, he couldn't do that with the knowledge that total strangers could see them. And that was exactly what Ryan meant to tell his mate till his eyes landed on that magnificent, hard, pulsing cock of Jeremy's.

A whimper escaped his throat when he felt his channel clench with need. Ryan closed his laptop, placed it on the shelf beside him, and then pulled off his boots. His pants and jockstrap followed. He saw Jeremy press one of the knobs and instantly release all the window shades, shielding them from any prying eyes. The AA obviously knew his mate very well. But at that point, Ryan didn't really care. All he wanted was to get filled by Jeremy.

Even though Jeremy's eyes were closed, he felt it when Ryan threw a leg across his thighs to straddle him. He reached up to grip Ryan's waist. And then with eyes still shut, Jeremy slowly guided his sexy mate down on his cock. "Jeremy..." Ryan's husky cry echoed Jeremy's. "So damn good..." He leaned his forehead against Jeremy's. He knew that if he moved, it would all be over for him. He needed to compose himself. "I missed you..." Ryan breathed just before he took Jeremy's mouth in a kiss so hot and fierce it left both of them breathless. When they came up for air, they just stared into each other's eyes.

"Ride me, baby," Jeremy whispered huskily. "Ride me hard."

And ride him, Ryan did...hard. This time, it was his turn to show Jeremy who was boss. And he showed no mercy. With eyes glazed from utter bliss, mouth parted sexily and body moving to the rhythm of the steamy song playing, Ryan fucked the shit out of Jeremy.

"You feel so fucking amazing..." Jeremy's head was thrown back in blissful abandon as Ryan worked his cock with his arse muscles. "Shit..."

Ryan looked down at his mate through eyes reduced to slits. Seeing the utter pleasure on his mate's face made him want to give him more pleasure. With his thumb continuously rubbing against the mark on Jeremy's neck, Ryan reduced the great alpha to an incoherent mess. He would ride hard and fast one moment, slowly with erotic patience the next moment, speed it up again with a rhythmic tightening of his channel on each downward slide, then slow down to gyrate sexily to erotic cries from Jeremy, and then start the cycle all over again. And of course, he couldn't stop himself from leaning down intermittently to suck on Jeremy's mark. The alpha was completely under his mate's control.

"Oh my fucking god..." Sweat broke out at Jeremy's temples as devastating ecstasy threatened to steal his sanity. His cries of pleasure filled the craft as he met his mate's downward plunges with mindless upward thrusts. For Jeremy, the climb to the peak came fast. "Shit, I'm going to come..." He gasped, the pressure in his balls nearly painful as he tried to hold back his climax. But he knew it was a losing battle. That salaciously suggestive song and Ryan's tantalizing gyrations were definitely not helping....

'Work, work, work, work, work, work

He say me have to

Work, work, work, work, work, work

He see me do me

Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt!

So me put in

Work, work, work, work, work, work'

Rihanna's voice blasted out even as Ryan shut his eyes and worked Jeremy as if he were acting out that explicit song. "Let go baby..." He breathed, feeling Jeremy swell inside him and knowing that his mate couldn't hold it.

"No, no, no..." Jeremy wanted to stop the rush toward the cliff, delay the inevitable earth-shattering orgasm a bit longer. But most importantly, Jeremy didn't want to climax before his mate. "Ryan..." Hovering tautly on the very edge of orgasm, Jeremy whimpered as if he was in pain.

Ryan's eyes snapped open when he heard the tearing sound. It took him a moment to realize that Jeremy had torn his t-shirt down the middle. Before he could even begin to wrap his mind around why his mate had to destroy his sexy top, he felt that hot mouth latch onto a pebbled nipple. Then his teeth closed around that taut flesh. Ryan stiffened as sensation zinged from his nipple, streaked through his tightly coiled body to his gut, moved straight down to where Jeremy impaled him with that wicked cock, and then zoomed to his balls and engorged cocks.

He lost all sense of hearing as pleasure pain ricocheted through his body, hurtling him into such intense ecstasy black spots dance in his vision. His mind lost control of his body.

Ryan's ear-splitting cry filled the aircraft when the sharp crest of a powerful orgasm slammed into him. And even as he exploded into a million sizzling pieces, Jeremy surged up into him and finally let go with a toe-curling roar. Both men were totally overcome with maddening ecstasy. Their release was so sublime neither wanted it to end. It was just perfect. As they both fought to get their breathing under control, Ryan leaned forward and buried his face against Jeremy's neck.

"What is happening to me?" He groaned. "I can't get enough of you. I want to keep fucking and never stop. Is that normal?" Ryan grazed his teeth over Jeremy's mark and moaned when Jeremy cried out and jerked inside him. "I don't need anything else besides the feel of you moving inside me...hitting that button on every thrust." Ryan's head came up, his breath gusting over Jeremy's ear and making him shudder. "I want you to stay deep inside me and never pull out." He breathed huskily and then sat straight to search Jeremy's eyes with worried ones. "Is that normal?" He asked again, rubbing the pad of his thumb over Jeremy's bottom lip.

"What's not normal about wanting your mate?" Jeremy rasped, his eyes filled with fiery desire. "And I'm going to give it to you on that Island so good you won't be able to move for days."

"Promise?" Ryan whispered, closing the gap between their mouths just to lick at Jeremy's lips.

"Promise." Jeremy nodded as he watched Ryan with lust-heavy eyes. "I'm at your service." He rasped, leaning in to suck Ryan's lower lip into his mouth. "I can't wait to have you beneath me in a bed." Jeremy husked against Ryan's kiss-swollen lower lip.

"Let's get going then because the earlier we get there, the earlier you can make good on your promise," Ryan muttered as he stood slowly, dislodging Jeremy's cock.

"Ahh, that feels good." Jeremy moaned, loving the sweet friction against his cock as Ryan moved off him. "Seriously?" The alpha gasped when his eye landed on Ryan's hard cocks. "Told ya." Ryan sighed.

"And he calls me a perv." Jeremy gave a sexy chuckle. "Better brace yourself darling. 'Cause shit's about to go down."

If only he knew just how freakishly accurate that statement was...