Leo

Miller’s hands gripped my waist tighter and met every slam with powerful thrusts, driving himself even deeper. His groans mixed with my loud moans and echoed through the room. I was sure Kayden and Rhys would have heard us if they were not spending the night on the yacht.

"Leo— shit, I’m so close," Miller growled, his eyes locked on mine.

I rode him even harder, slamming down with filthy force, grinding my hips in tight, desperate circles when I was fully seated. The pressure inside me coiled tighter and tighter until it snapped. I came with a shattered cry, spilling thick ropes of cum across his chest and abs. My hole clenched violently around him, milking his cock in rhythmic pulses.

Miller followed with a deep groan, thrusting up sharply and burying himself to the hilt as he filled me with pulse after pulse of hot release.

We stayed locked together, trembling through the aftershocks.

But I still wasn’t done.

I lifted off him carefully, his cock slipping free with a wet sound, then flipped him onto his stomach. I slicked myself up quickly, my own cock already hardening again from the sight of him. "I need to be inside you now," I whispered hoarsely, my enigma side taking over my body.

Miller spread his legs wide, reaching back to pull me on top of him. "Then take me, Leo. I’m yours."

I pushed inside him slowly, savoring every single inch as the tight, scorching heat of Miller’s body enveloped me. The feeling was overwhelming in the best possible way, and I groaned slowly as his smooth walls gripped me so perfectly that I let out a gasp. I pressed forward steadily, watching his face the entire time, until I bottomed out completely, my hips flush against his ass and my cock buried to the hilt inside him.

"Fuck..." Miller groaned, the sound low and wrecked, his fingers fisting the sheets beneath him.

I stayed still for a long moment, just feeling him pulse around me, letting both of us adjust to the intense connection. Then I started moving, giving him long, deep strokes that dragged my cock along every sensitive inch of his insides. I kept the pace measured at first, savoring the way his back arched so beautifully every time I bottomed out.

But the need quickly became too much.

My hips snapped forward harder, faster, the wet slap of skin on skin growing louder and echoing through the room. I fucked him with deep, powerful thrusts that made the bed creak beneath us. Miller pushed back to meet every stroke, his moans turning into desperate, broken sounds that went straight to my cock. I leaned over him, one hand braced beside his head, the other sliding under his body to wrap around his leaking cock, stroking him in time with my thrusts.

"Leo— fuck, right there," he gasped.

I angled my hips and drove into him relentlessly, hitting that perfect spot inside him over and over. His body trembled beneath me and he let out a resounding moan that echoed in the room. I felt my knot beginning to swell at the base of my cock, the pressure building fast and intense. On the next deep thrust, it locked into place, swelling fully inside him and tying us together.

Miller cried out again, his hole clenching hard around the knot as the first orgasm crashed through him. His cock pulsed in my hand, spilling hot and messy over my fingers and the sheets. The tight, rhythmic squeeze around my knot dragged me over the edge right after him. I came with a deep groan, flooding him with pulse after pulse of release, the knot keeping everything locked deep inside.

We stayed tied like that for long minutes, panting, kissing until my knot finally went down enough for me to pull out. Then I flipped him onto his back and slid back inside him in one smooth thrust.

This time I fucked him face-to-face, legs over my shoulders, eyes locked on his as I drove deep and hard. The second knot swelled even faster. When it locked us together again, Miller came untouched with a broken shout, his body shaking violently beneath me. I followed right after, burying my face in his neck as I filled him once more, the knot pulsing and holding us locked together in perfect, overwhelming pleasure.

By the time the second knot finally released, we were both utterly spent.

We collapsed side by side on the bed. "That was amazing," I muttered. "I want to do it again," I added as I placed my head on his chest, his arms holding me close as our breathing evened out.

"Me too," Miller whispered and kissed my forehead.

Just as sleep began to pull me under, my phone vibrated sharply on the nightstand. A video started playing loudly — the unmistakable sound of fireworks and laughter from the proposal celebration earlier that night. I jolted awake with a groan, reaching out blindly to grab the phone. My fingers fumbled as I tried to silence it, accidentally hitting the volume button instead and making the video even louder for a few seconds.

"Shit— sorry," I muttered, finally managing to switch it off.

Miller chuckled tiredly beneath me, his hand stroking lazily up and down my back. "Come back here."

I tossed the phone aside and burrowed back into his arms, pressing my face into the warm curve of his neck.

~~~~~

Morning came far too quickly and far too loudly.

The door to our room burst open with a loud bang that jolted me awake instantly, my heart slamming against my ribs in sudden alarm.

Bright sunlight poured into the room like a spotlight, and I sat up in panic, blinking rapidly against the glare. Miller stirred beside me, groaning low in his throat as he tried to blink away the sudden brightness.

"Who the hell..." I was ready to go into beast mode on the person who had destroyed my beauty sleep, then I heard familiar laughter and I turned towards the entrance of the room to see Kayden glaring at me.

"Leo, what the hell did you do?" he demanded as he turned the tablet in his hand towards me.

My eyes widened when I saw it was the video of the proposal on my Instagram page. "Oh shit!"