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***Grey's POV***

"Baby, what are you still doing awake?" I push the tufts of hair that had fallen over Mak's stunning hazel eyes. I move them to the side so I can look at his beautiful face.

"I'm too excited to sleep." Mak tiredly states

"You sound exhausted, love. We have a long flight in the morning. It would be healthier for you to rest." I roll my body over and place my elbows on either side of his head. I cage him in so he could see my pleas for him to get some sleep.

"Grey. I have tried. My body says yes. But, my mind is screaming no." Mak groans at the internal battle that is undoubtedly keeping my precious angel from slumber.

"I can wear you out." I smirk appreciatively. I roll my hips against his groin to punctuate my offer.

Mak's hands slide into my hair and he pulls my lips towards his. Before he can think, my lips capture the velvet flesh of his mouth. I suckle on his lips as a moan escapes him.

I hurriedly work my fingers down to his nipple and pluck at the delicious pink bud. He mewls into my mouth and his hips thrust forward.

I yank his thigh over my hip and thrust my own cock forward to brush his steadily growing member. My mouth descends down his chin, following his jaw and to the crook of his neck. I know that's his soft spot. I lay teasing bites and lush kisses against his pulsating flesh. He's putty in my capable hands.

"Grey." Mak whispers in a pant.

I slide my hand down his ribs as he shivers beneath me. My fingers dance across his skin and work my way to his entrance. I lightly play with the tight ring as Mak bucks against me, urging me further.

I lean up on my knees and grab the lube off the nightstand. I quickly pop the cap and pour the silicone fluid into my hand, working it down my thick and long fingers.

Not giving him a moment to think on it, I throw the lube on the bed and start working my fingers into his delectable hole.

"Okay. Yes. Wear me out, Daddy." Mak agrees making my dick harden substantially.

I slide two fingers inside of his tunnel and make quick work of preparing him. My fingers work in and out of his entrance, spreading him to my satisfaction. My cock is begging to be buried in his warm heat.

My fingers continue plundering his walls. I swipe around, searching for that swollen mound of nerves that will have him begging.

Passing his prostate, I teasingly brush against it.

"There. Daddy. Please." Mak whimpers when I stray away from his pleasure zone purposefully. He buries his head in my chest.

"My baby is so beautiful." I lean down, nudge his head back to look at me and kiss his lips. I reach further into his cavern and make sweeping motions across his sensitive sex button.

"Daddy." Mak mewls out. His fingers knot in my hair and he throws his head back, mouth falling into a euphoric O.

"What is it baby?" I ask knowingly.

"Please. Fill me, Daddy. I want your monster cock." Blood pulses through my veins. That dirty tongue speaks my language.

I devour his mouth as I slip my fingers from his contracting hole and replace them with his request.

I push in slowly, struggling not to penetrate him in one fell swoop. I move, inch by inch, making his ass my home. His tight walls open invitingly and close around my wide girth.

I stabilize my weight back on to one elbow and grip his impressive cock in my wet fist, slowly stroking the steel pole up and down. My cock snakes slowly in and out of his wet heat.

"Always so welcoming, love. You are such a good boy." I kiss his chin as I enjoy the feel of his walls massaging my raging beast.

"Mmmm. Daddy. Yes. I'm a good boy." Mak moans out the words eliciting a growl of approval from my chest.

"Keep it up my boy. Daddy loves when you moan for me." I push deeper and Mak's leg tightens around my back.

"Fuck baby. So good." I praise my sexy boyfriend.

"Daddy. Thank you. Thank you." Mak pants. My cock saws across his prostate. Tingles shoot up my form and I jack knife into his hot body.

"Shit. Fuck. Please." Mak screams out. His fingers pull at my hair and I pick up the pace. I relentlessly pound into his cavern.

"Baby." The name rolls off my tongue in a moan.

"Daddy. Harder. Make me scream." Mak begs and his slutty tone gets me to deliver a bed moving blow to his prostate.

"Daddy Ares. Fuck. You're a god." Mak screams and I can't help the way my hips slam against his ass. My balls slapping his thick cheeks. The sound, of our skin meeting, filling the air.

"So fucking hot." My body shivers. Sweat drips from my forehead into his hair.

"Christ. Cum for me baby." I demand. My load threatening to burst, now.

"More. Fuck me. Daddy." Mak cries out a wanton plea.

I maneuver his sexy little body and flip him on his stomach. The twist of my cock inside of him making me hold my breath.

I pull his ass against my pelvis. I fall over him and thread my fingers thru his hands, pinning him against the sheets.

"Daddy. Hard. Really hard." Mak squeals when I thrust into him causing my own breath to hitch.

Fuck.

The bed bangs into the wall. His chest scraping against the sheets. His legs spread wider and he lays butterflied beneath me. He attempts to rock against me.

"Baby. You're fucking amazing. Daddy's good boy." My heart pounds. Sweat making my chest slick against his back. My hips punish my boy in a thundering rhythm.

"Daddyyyyy. I'm gonna cum." Mak's body quivers and his ring squeezes my moving shaft. My back arches and I press him further into the mattress. The thudding of the headboard echoes the loud growls bursting from my lips. Mak's cock pulses in my hand before hot cream fills my fist.

My steaming seed erupts from me drawing grunts from my throat. My cock twitches as my large load fills Mak's incredible ass.

"Fuck baby. So slutty. Such an amazing boy." I fall on to my elbows. Licking and kissing his moistened skin, I roll my hips against his ass. Rubbing my climax into his walls.

"Thank you, Daddy. You're so good to me." Mak whispers while his cheek burrows into the bed. He softly whistles as his breath caresses the sheets. His eyes flutter and his top lashes meet the thick bottom layer of lashes.

I smile down on my spent love. He's so fucking gorgeous.

I roll off of him and hastily clean us up before climbing behind him and wrapping my hulking arms around his waist. I pull his back against my chest and nuzzle into his warm neck.

My eyes close in exhausted bliss, listening to his sweet sleep.

<<<<<<<<<

"Mark, get your ass up. This flight is important." Kip yells down the hall. He busts thru Mark's room. I chuckle when Mark jumps out of bed looking both ways, startled.

"You're a dick." Mark grumbles.

We are up at the butt crack of dawn. My Dad stands in the kitchen smiling knowingly.

Mark has no clue where we are going. A BIG lie has been fabricated to keep his anxiety at a minimum.

"For fuck's sake. You could have planned this for any time of the day. Why do you hate me?" Mark's pissy attitude causes all of us to stifle a burst of laughter.

"Oh, this is going to be a delightful flight." Mak rolls his eyes as he tries to tame his bed head. He shuffles, well limps, into the kitchen, accepting the Starbucks my Dad hands him.

"Thank you Daddy Parker." Mak graciously bats his fucking eyelashes, making me want to carry him back into the bedroom.

I sweep my arm around Mak's tired body and press him against the countertop. My stiffening crotch grinds into him as he lays back into my chest and moans softly.

"You two." My Dad points his middle and pointer finger at his eyes and then faces them towards us.

I chuckle and tuck my head into Mak's neck.

"Fuck on the plane. I don't care. But, let's go. I'm bored." My Dad laughs as he tries to be serious.

"There will be no such thing. My ass can't handle Daddy right now." Mak moves away from me and limps to grab his bag.

I rush in front of him and scoop him into my arms before grabbing both our luggage.

"I am ready. I have what's mine." I wink at my Dad.

"Such a kiss ass." Dad barks as he grabs his coffee and keys.

"Mark, boy. Come on. Sleep on the plane." Dad offers.

"Fucking meetings. What the hell? I'm tired." Mark whines. Dad pushes Mark's coffee into his hand.

"Thank you. Someone loves me." Mark winks at me and I roll my own eyes. Such a pussy.

"Mario, detach yourself from Kip. We're leaving." Dad bellows out. He opens the door and starts shutting out the lights.

"I was getting my bags." Mario smirks as my eyes land on the deep red hickey that is still sheen with saliva.

"Yeah, Kip was getting your neck. Damn vampire." I playfully tease.

"No room to talk, Daddy Ares." Kip punches my arm and falls in line behind me. We exit the apartment and make our way into the elevator.

"Thought you were sound proofing that room?" Dad gives me a cocked eyebrow.

"I will, eventually." I shrug my shoulder. Not a fucking chance.

"Nah, I live vicariously through you. Don't." Mark winces when Mario slaps him in his firm abdominal muscles.

"How long is this stupid flight going to take?" Mark asks. He leads our group to the awaiting limo.

"A while." My Dad smirks when Mark gives him the evil eye.

"Good. I'm sleeping. Fucking people can't let a man enjoy his wet dream." Mark groans.

I smile at my best friend. Hopefully he will be in a better mood after we land.

"I already told you to do that." My dad chuckles while Mark continues to grunt out his displeasure with our early morning travels.

We get to the airport, to our private tarmac. I grab Mak and he wraps himself sleepily around my waist and chest.

"Sleep love." I whisper and grab our bags.

I carry my relaxed man onto the plane and buckle him in before taking my own seat and doing the same.

"You need a drink?" Dad asks.

"No Sir. Thank you." I shake my head as I deny the early morning cocktail.

The plane takes off. As soon as the lights go off for the seat belts, I unhook both mine and Mak's belts. I pull my baby into my lap and walk over to the cream leather sofa. I situate Mak in front of me and nuzzle back into his neck.

Perfect.

"You two are goals." Dad smiles at me.

"I love him so fucking much." I admit.

"I know son. It's written in your every action. I'm proud of you for the way you handle him. I'm just damn proud of you, Grey." Dad stares at me with adoration that makes me light up inside.

"I learned from the best. You have always put Mom on a pedestal. You guys were always my goal." I confess.

"She's one in a million. I knew when she said yes, that I would do whatever it took to keep her. Lucky for me, she loves me back." Dad gets a sweet tone that is only reserved for when he mentions Amelia Parker.

"I got lucky as fuck. I have amazing parents, a fucking sinful man and the best friends a guy could ask for." I nod as my eyes start falling shut.

Mak's warmth lulls me towards slumber.

"Sleep, boy. When we land, it's time to write a new story." Dad winks and I smile.

It's far past time.