Page 44 of Caged Hunger

Basher breathed in his scent.

“Mmm, you smell good.”

“I should. I used your fancy bodywash to shower. By the way, nice choice in bath products.”

Basher chuckled. “I’m not all roughness and growls.”

“I don’t mind roughness and growls, especially when I’m riding… this.” Cameron pressed his ass firmly against Basher’s cock and smiled.

“Is that so?”

Before he knew what was happening, Cameron’s body was tossed onto his stomach, and Basher’s body was suddenly between his legs.

“Mmm, I fuckin’ love breakfast in bed,” he growled before diving down between Cameron’s ass cheeks.

“Fuck!” Cameron gasped, pleasure coursing through him as Basher's mouth and tongue assaulted his ass. The sensations were overwhelming, leaving him breathless and struggling to hold onto a coherent thought. One thing was certain—the man was an absolute beast when it came to eating ass.

“God, I love eating your ass,” Basher snarled, spreading Cameron’s ass cheeks further as he buried his face as deep as it would go.

The sheer intensity with which Basher focused his attention on him was driving Cameron out of his mind. There was something raw and primal about the man's enthusiasm that left him trembling, caught somewhere between exhilaration and surrender. The rough brush of Basher's beard against his skin only heightened the sensation, sending shivers through him as Basher seemed determined to leave no doubt about the depth of his desire.

Cameron pushed back onto Basher’s hungry mouth, causing the man to let out a deep guttural growl that could only be described as starved and aggressive, both at the same time.

“Fuck…” Cameron groaned, giving in to a level of pleasure he had never experienced before.

Cameron bit down on the pillow and let himself be taken.

“Lube,” Cameron said a few moments later. “I want that fucking dick deep inside me.”

A low growl rumbled between his butt cheeks as two powerful paws gripped his ass even tighter. The vibration sent an unexpected tickle through Cameron, and he had to bite back a laugh.

A shiver raced through him as cool air swept over his sensitive skin. The sudden loss of warmth left him aching for more, his body already missing the relentless attention it had been receiving. Meanwhile, the self-proclaimed god of ass-eating finally lifted his head, drawing a slow breath before reaching into the bedside table, looking every bit like a man preparing for the next delicious stage of the evening.

He pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube.

“I’ve already prepped myself.” Cameron grinned over his shoulder.

Basher looked up at him with hunger in his eyes. “Looks like someone was in a hurry to get all of this dick.”

There was something irresistibly intoxicating about a man with a filthy mouth and the confidence to back it up. Every rough word that fell from Basher’s lips sent a thrill racing through Cameron, making his pulse quicken. He'd always had a weakness for bad boys—the cocky, dangerous kind who carried themselves with effortless confidence and made it clear they weren't afraid to take what they wanted.

Yes, he knew he had issues and apparently was only turned on by damaged, toxic men, but hey, this was his life, and Basher was his new obsession.

Cameron ground his leaking dick into the sheets below as he watched Basher rip open the condom with his teeth, then roll the latex over his thick cock. It took the man a second to stretch the condom over the head of his dick before he was finally able to roll the latex all the way down the length of his shaft.

Fuck, that was going to be a whole lot of pain, Cameron thought to himself as he admired the size of Basher’s meat.

Next, Basher poured a generous amount of lube on his cock, then spread the excess around Cameron’s hole.

He felt his cock stiffen with Basher’s touch.

“How do you want it?” Basher asked, looking up at him once his cock was fully lubed and ready.

“On your back. I want to ride you first. Get my hole nice and stretched before you fuck me hard into the mattress,” Cameron ordered.

Another growl emerged behind him.

Basher rolled onto his back, while Cameron straddled his body.