O L L I E

It urged me to do more and please Stefan more when I heard his strangled groan. His green eyes were dilated and filled with pure lust and need that sent shivers to every fiber of my being. I wrapped my fingers around his girth and gulped hard. Wow, he's so hard.

"Baby, stop torturing me and lick it," Stefan begged hoarsely and I nodded. I leaned down and gave his leaking head a tentative lick, his flavor bursting into my mouth. We both moaned when daddy brushed my hair and massaged my nape, while I wrapped my lips around his leaking head.

I tightened my fingers around his length just the way he likes it, my other hand playing with his balls, while I slowly go down on him. It has been a few days since I tasted daddy, and I missed it. I missed his taste, how he stretches my insides, and how he owned me mercilessly. Just remembering our rough lovemaking got my insides twitching and clenching.

I hollowed my cheeks to accommodate half of his length, while my left hand strokes the remainder of his shaft that I was not able to put inside my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, while I swirl my tongue and teased the crack of his bulbous head.

Stefan groaned out loud so I did my best to pleasure him. I licked, sucked, and enjoyed Stef's member. He was so hard, and imagining what he would feel inside me is making my mind swim from being filled with so many naughty thoughts.

"B-baby... stop. I don't want to cum. I want to release it inside you." I lifted my gaze and his lust-filled expression got me leaking more. I obeyed him and released his cock from my mouth. Stef cupped my face and devoured my lips like a hungry animal.

I opened my mouth and his tongue plunged inside, licking and sucking mine, the sensation from such passionate and deep kisses got me dripping. Stefan bit my tongue playfully, a strangled moan echoing in our bedroom.

His lips transferred to my cheeks, licking and grazing his teeth on the skin there, then whispered seductively, "Baby, tasting myself on you is such a fucking turn-on, but I prefer to fill you up with my seeds. Would you like that, my boy? Hmm?" His hand traveled down to my leaking cock and slowly stroked it.

My body trembled and I whimpered when I heard his words. I arched my body when his lips transferred to the hollow of my throat and sucked the skin there, while continuously stroking my member.

"Baby, you smell so good, it makes me lose my control. Do you know that, huh? Do you know how much your wonderful scent is enough to make me cum, hmm?" I screamed out when Stefan bit the skin on my collar, as he tightened his grip on my prick.

"Daddy... it feels good," I moaned deliriously, and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him against me as I ground myself against his hand. Everything he does to me is making me feel good. His words, the touch of his lips, his expert hands; all of these are making me lose control.

Stefan lifted his head and locked his eyes with mine, a warm smile being given to me. "I love you, Oliver. I love you so much it hurts."

I hitched a breath and choke my sobs when my heart constricted because I was overcome with emotions. My eyes stung from unshed tears and Stefan was no different. His emerald orbs that I love so much staring down at me with so much love and adoration.

No matter how many times he says those words to me, the effect he has on me is still too much to take. He can still make my heart pound and my blood pump faster. I would never get tired of hearing how much he loves me. I swallowed the lodge in my throat and caressed his cheeks.

"I love you too, daddy bear, so very much." I was able to muster despite the choked sobs and unshed tears. I kissed him again and Stefan's laid me down on the bed, my legs locking on his waist.

Stefan deepened the kiss and he ground his length on mine, the friction and the delicious sensation from our members rubbing against each other is mind-blowing. His hand caressed and explored my body, pinching and twisting my nipples, then squeezing and massaging my sides.

I gasped out loud when Stefan swung my legs on his shoulders, parting my ass cheeks, his eyes fixed on my puckering hole. I felt all the blood go to my face as Stefan leaned in to inhale my scent there.

"D-daddy... what are you d-doing? Stop it. So embarrassing..." I mumbled and covered my face with a pillow. The poor pillow was instantly thrown away when I heard him growl.

"No, baby. Watch what I do to you. Every single move. I want you to witness how I worship every nook and corner of your body," he ordered and I nodded with a soft whimper. I cried out and gripped the sheets when Stefan flattened his tongue and took a long swipe from my twitching hole to my perineum. He grabbed my thighs to keep me in place and unabashedly ate me like a very delicious meal.

All I can do was moan, writhe, and squirm as Stefan sucked and lick my hole, grazing his teeth teasingly on my entrance, and finally sliding his skillful tongue and licking my insides. He continued to taste me and inserted his middle finger which went in without resistance because of the wetness.

I love it when Stefan eats me out and pleasures me endlessly. The sensations make me crazy as they take me to seventh heaven. I groaned hard when I felt something building down there.

"Daddy bear... again. I'm cumming again," I sobbed when my stomach tensed and my balls drew tight. Stefan ate me harder and I screamed when his finger flicked and rubbed my pleasure button. My legs tensed up and I spurted jets of cum for the second time around. "Daddy..."

Stefan put my lower body back on the bed and leaned down, a very slow and drugging kiss being pressed to my lips. "That's the second time, baby boy, and I intend to make you cum some more," he promised with a smirk and licked my chin, down to my throat, until his heated tongue stopped again on my nipples. "Fuck, your nipples are swollen baby. They're so red and tempting, I want to eat them again."

Pain mixed with delicious tingles sparked inside of me as Stefan bit and nibbled my buds, his hungry eyes locked on mine. I parted my mouth for a silent scream when Stefan slid two fingers into my hole without warning.

"You're so wet, my baby. I want to fill you up until you're overflowing with my cum." Stefan smirked in satisfaction when he saw how he reduced me into a moaning mess. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my body arched when Stefan started to pump his fingers inside me faster, scissoring and stretching me while hitting and rubbing my prostate.

I tried to grab his arm that was pleasuring me, as tears flowed like a river from too much pleasure. I was thrashing on the bed as Stefan hits my sensitive button with each pump of his fingers.

All my energy was sucked away when he leaned in and licked my cum on my navel then wrapped his lips again on my member, sucking and teasing me endlessly.

I can't take it anymore. I want him. I want my daddy. Everything is too much. I just came and he's teasing and rubbing my prostate again while blowing me. The onslaught of these sensations and pleasure was so overwhelming. "D-daddy... I can't... please... please," I whimpered when he hit my button again, rougher this time.

Pleasure. Too much pleasure assaulted my senses. I can't think anymore. My mind went blank. Stefan kept pushing me towards the edge but not allowing me to get to the peak. It was then that I released the soft sobs I was holding in. Stefan withdrew his finger and captured my lips, muffling my cries with his gentle and passionate kisses. I savored the wonderful sensation of being engulfed in his love and I wrapped my arms around his nape.

Stefan broke our kiss and pressed his lips on my eyelids, drying my tears, while his hands wrapped my legs around his waist. "Baby... I'm sorry for teasing you, but I just missed you so much. I missed pleasuring you," he admitted with a strained voice and I shook my head.

That is not something he should be sorry about. I let him rest his forehead against mine, a small smile cracking my lips. "Silly daddy. Don't apologize. I love what you do to me. I missed you too, so much. Please, don't hold back," I whispered in that voice Stefan loves so well.

He hissed and I felt his hardness poking at my entrance teasingly. I was about to complain and make him cease the playful movements when daddy snapped his hips forward in one full thrust. The familiar sting of his shaft stretching me to the limits and filling me had me panting in shallow breaths.

I parted my mouth in shock and dug my nails into his arms. The unexpected penetration was overwhelming. "Daddy... so big. I'm so full," I panted tearfully. Stefan smirked and licked his lips, then kneeled in between my legs, staring at how our bodies connected.

"Fuck, baby boy. You are sucking me deliciously." He doesn't give me time to adjust to his length as he pulled out slowly, then slammed himself roughly. It went on for a few minutes; the slow and hard pace was torturing me and sending me to the edge of the cliff but never allowing me to reach that high.

"Daddy... faster, please." Stefan turned me around without pulling out and lifted my bottom. I heard him hiss as he kneaded my ass with a soft slap. I moaned from the new sensation and arched my back when started to thrust himself inside me faster. He gripped my waist so tight and snapped his hips roughly, our moans, groans, and the noises from our bodies slapping together were turning me on even more.

I can't even think anymore. The pleasure was too much. He was hitting my sweet button mercilessly, reducing me to an incoherent and mumbling mess. Stef leaned in and his right hand grabbed my throat, lifting my body as he pumped inside, while I kneeled and leaned against his hard body.

The smell of citrus, sweat, sex, and Stef's manly scent mixed and wafted in the air, making me feel hotter... like someone handed me an aphrodisiac. I feel so hot and needy.

My pleas and screams filled the room as Stef pounded me roughly from a new angle, my insides clenching and sucking his hard shaft. "Fuck, baby. Stop sucking me in. I'm about to burst," Stef rasped and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

I groaned and moaned at the electrifying sensation, especially when Stef started to lick and nibble the column of my neck, his left hand pinching and flicking my swollen nipples, as he slammed himself repeatedly in a fast motion. I can hear the creaking of the bed as I bounced hard and rough on his steel-hard cock.

My hand grabbed his neck as I let my daddy dominate and own me ruthlessly. All I can do was submit myself to the addicting and intoxicating stimulations that only Stef can make me feel.

"Daddy...I'm near," I mumbled despite my heavy breathing and pulled his hair when he hit my button again. I can hear his ragged breaths and sexy grunts as Stefan thrust and marked my insides, making sure that my body remembers his shape.

"Baby, I'm about to burst. Let's come together." With a few thrusts filling me to the hilt, we both screamed when we both reach that climax we have been wanting to get to. I spilled myself on our sheets, while Stefan exploded into my deepest part, making sure that I would be dripping with his cum, the familiar sensation of being filled with his warm liquid was making me moan and tremble.

"Baby... that was amazing. I love you," Stefan whispered and reached for my face, then kissed me softly and lovingly. He withdrew himself slowly, and I had to bite my lower lip to cage the moan when the pleasurable tingles were sent to my nerve-endings.

Stefan lifted me and carried me to the bathroom, setting me down on the sink, as he started to prepare our bath. My knees were still shaking so I'm thankful that Stefan let me sit down.

When I turned around to see my reflection in the mirror, I blushed furiously when I saw how my body was decorated by Stefan's bite marks, hickeys, and some light bruises on my waist. That was not a problem for me. Stefan takes care of me every single time so I have nothing to worry about.

I winced and gulped when I felt his cum dripping down my legs. Wow, I'm so full. I bit my lip and my cheeks burned even brighter when I remembered how Stefan owned me and devoured me mercilessly. Like having a mind of its own, I spread my legs and my fingers touched my tender hole, savoring the feeling of Stefan's liquid oozing out. Should I scoop it out? Stef would get mad if I do it myself.

I did not have a chance to even think about it because Stefan was already in front of me, grabbing my hand away from my twitching hole. I bit my lip guiltily and gulped hard when he stared at me with so much heat enough to spark another fire inside of me.

"D-daddy..." My voice trembled and I was frozen in place, like I was caught doing things I should not have done.

Stefan gritted his teeth and his rough hands gripped my thighs. I gasped out loud when his warm breath fanned my face. He leaned in, brushed his lips against mine, and whispered over my ears. "Baby, you love riling me up. Be prepared." I did not have the chance to protest when he claimed my lips hungrily.

Whatever. I love my daddy, and I love the things he does to me. Shower sex? Success.

****

The next day,

12:45 am

Garcia's Estate

Seville, Spain

S T E F A N

I heaved a deep sigh and pressed a lingering kiss on Oliver's forehead. I know I should have controlled myself earlier but I can't help it. I really miss my baby. Just like always, Oliver spoiled me and let me have my way with him in the shower and another round on our bed. I was impressed that he was able to keep up with me until the last round, knowing how my baby lacked sleep and has low stamina. He was already fast asleep when I cleaned his body and did aftercare.

I don't want Oliver to wake up with a painful back so I massaged his lower back and asked for a hot compress using the intercom. Then, I applied an ointment on his tender hole and some of the light bruises and bite marks I have made. A part of me was extremely proud of my marks, but at the same time, I felt guilty for those marks.

I hope it was not that painful. I really should stop being a beast in bed, but Ollie indulges me every time.

After that, I generously applied moisturizing lotion to my baby and carefully dried his hair for a good night's sleep. I slipped on him my thick hoodie and snug boxer shorts, then a pastel-blue, thigh-high fleece socks. A small smile cracked my expression as I tucked him into our bed softly. Oliver is sleeping soundly, and I still can't believe that I finally found him. I still find it hard to believe that he's with me.

I brushed the strands of his hair away from his face and kissed him on the lips before I contact everyone in LA.

It was not my plan to take him in the shower and our bed for another round, but my baby was pushing all the right buttons. Seeing my cum dripping off of his reddish and tender hole sparked my shaft to life. I cursed inwardly when I felt my cock jump when what happened earlier flashed in my mind vividly. I gulped hard and tried to drive those dirty thoughts away.

No. Three rounds should be enough. Ollie needs to rest. I repeated those words like a mantra, enough to convince my buddy down there. I stood up and grabbed my laptop from the coffee table and rolled my eyes when my phone kept on blinking. So persistent.

Right after we landed here, I turned my phone off to mute the distractions. I just turned it on earlier before I showered Oliver, and the notifications kept on popping up. With my laptop and phone in my hands, I opened the balcony and sat on the plush couch. I don't want Oliver to get cold so I closed the door and with one final glance, checked if he was comfortable.

I opened my laptop and a notification popped up for a video call. I sighed again and connected my in-ear before answering. "Mom, that was fast. I was still setting up my—"

"Stefan Alexandrei! How dare you? We were so worried about Ollie, but you turned off your phone? I need a good explanation, young man, or you will not like what will happen!" I grimaced and removed my earbud for a second then put it back on, as I glared at my equally annoyed mother.

"Mom, calm down. You almost broke my eardrums," I answered calmly and sighed, then checked my phone. There were messages from Trevor and Devon.

"Stefan, where is Oliver? Is he safe? Did he get hurt? How is he? Why are you not answering?" She fired frantically but calmed down when Dad joined the conversation.

"Relax, darling. How can Stefan answer if you don't give him time to talk?" My mother's mood lightened and she nodded obediently at Dad with a pout.

I took off my in-ear for a while because I know that both of them will forget about me and flirt. I dialed Trevor's number but it did not connect. I furrowed my brows and tried again but to no avail. Then I contacted Devon who picked up after four rings.

"Fuck off, jerk!" Devon screamed and hung up. I massaged my temples when it started to hurt. It would be useless to disturb those two at this ungodly hour. I have a feeling that Trevor is busy with his video calls with Jesse, while Devon is just grumpy when his sleep gets disturbed.

I glanced at my laptop and was thankful that my parents were done flirting with each other. I raised my brow at them, and Dad gave me a wink. "Mom, are you okay now?" She nodded and cuddled with Dad.

"Ollie is asleep. It's twelve in the morning, Mom. I'll just text you when he's awake, alright? He has not been getting much sleep." Concerns filled their expressions so I told them how Ollie was in the past few days.

"Okay, son. Just send our regards to Ollie. Take care of him, Stefan." I nodded and smiled.

"I will, Mom. You know that." She grinned and after a few reminders, ended the call. You are loved, baby boy, and I have to thank the heavens for that.

I still need to hear some updates from those four, so I dialed a private line. I did not have to wait long because he answered right away.

"Marc."

"Stefan. How is he?" I rolled my eyes when I heard how concerned he is for my baby. This is just childishness on my part, but I can't help but get jealous. He has been together with Oliver, along with Finn, Jacques, and Aries for quite some time. I am envious of that. Still, I have to be mature. They helped me find my baby, and I am thankful for that. I know Oliver loves me so much. I don't have to be insecure about it anymore, but as long as I don't see my surname as his last name, I can't sit still.

"He is fine, but he was stressed. He is sleeping now. I appreciate your concern. Tell the others that Oliver is doing fine now." I shook my head with a chuckle when I heard the commotion on the other line. It seems that Aries and Finn were wrestling with Marc for the phone while Jacques was telling the two to quit it.

Marc hissed and a string of flowery words was delivered to my ears. I can't help but grimace when I heard some grunts and painful groans. "Fuck. Sorry about that. Bugs were flying around so I had no choice but to crush them. Where were we again?" Marc asked with a pant, and I bit my lip to stifle my laugh.

I cleared my throat and took a deep breath. In terms of craziness, Marc can be on par with me. Interesting. "Anyway, did you have any idea about Izen's relationship with Don Felipe?"