True awareness lit Davide’s eyes and Can knew he suspected the truth about her. They’d known each other too well, for too long, to keep secrets. But instead of concern, all Cam could see was determination and desire. “There’s no such thing as too much between us, Cam. I know what she did to you, and she’ll know how we feel about each other as soon as she sees us together. How hard you get when you look at me. She’ll hear me tease you and know it’s because I love to get that rise out of you. Love to make you lose control.”
Davide slid his hand under the couch and pulled out a bottle of lube, throwing it to Cam. He shouldn’t be surprised. It was usually Davide’s first order of business when they moved to a new location. He liked to be impulsive, so he always stayed prepared.
Cam flicked open the cap and drizzled the liquid on his cock, and then between Davide’s already raised and spread thighs. Awe and gratitude mingled with unquenchable lust inside him. This beautiful man was his. If Bailey was truly meant for him, she would accept that.
She had to accept that, and so did his wolf.
Cam cupped Davide’s balls the way he liked, teasing and fondling before sliding his fingers down the seam of his ass, lubricating them along the way. “You do like playing with fire.”
“I like playing with you. I always have.”
“Then let’s play.”
Davide grunted in pleasure when Cam pushed two fingers deep, curling them until they were barely caressing his prostate. The reaction centered Cam and helped him refocus. He refused to hurry. Being with Davide was simply too good to rush.
He teased him with slow thrusts and too-light touches. Watched, entranced as his fingers slowly fucked and stretched his lover. The moans and pleas couldn’t stop him. And not until Davide was a squirming, sweating mess beside him did he realize how long he’d been drawing it out.
“I thought you were in a hurry.” Davide’s lips were swollen from biting them, his voice hoarse.
Cam bent his head to suck the flesh of Davide’s inner thigh, groaning at the taste. He burrowed lower, licking the tight sac at the base of his cock. “It’s our first time in our new home and I was an idiot. I want you to remember every minute of this instead.”
“I will. I do. It feels different tonight, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t need to explain. “I think it’s this place. We’re more sensitive to it. Even the air lands differently on our skin.”
I’m different.
“Yes.” Davide nodded, shook his head, nodded again. “The place or you in this place? I don’t know. I can’t think. You have to fuck me soon, Cam.”
“I don’t want you to think.” Cam removed his fingers and knelt between Davide’s legs so he could guide himself to heaven. “Let’s see if this feels different, too.”
Davide reached for him then, nails digging sharply into Cam’s back with his first stroke. No more teasing. No more waiting. “Do you feel it?”
“Yes. Cameron. Il mio liu. I feel you everywhere.”
Cam’s eyes closed on a muted shout, the fit of Davide’s ass more perfect than it had ever been.
“Don’t hold back,” Davide begged, almost snarling. “You’ve teased me too much. I need it rough.”
Cam tried to ignore his words and give Davide what he knew he needed before he lost control. Because he loved him. Love him so much. There’d never been anyone or anything else that came close.
Bailey.
As if he’d summoned her, Cam saw a vision of Bailey kneeling beside the couch. His hips slammed forward in reaction, hard enough to make Davide cry out in pleasure.
“Yes. Like that. More.”
She had to be an illusion, a fantasy, one so detailed he could almost reach out and touch her. She was still wearing her t-shirt and boxers. Her hair was still mussed, hazel eyes wide as she stared unblinking at the spot where he and Davide were joined.
Is this what you wanted to see? he couldn’t help but ask.
She nodded, licking her lips. Satisfaction burned inside him. She more than liked it. Good girl. You want to watch me fuck his ass? Touch yourself for me and I’ll make him scream for us.
He wasn’t sure where it was coming from, but his imaginary voyeur loved his words. Her hand disappeared into her shorts without hesitation. The real Bailey would never submit for him this easily, but she wasn’t here. The sight of this one on her knees and rubbing her clit at his command made him feel like a damn king. Made him want to fuck Davide right through the couch she’d picked out for them.
“Let’s play. What if she was watching us, like you said?” he found himself saying out loud, his voice thick with lust as his hips rocked in a rough, hungry rhythm. “Right now, on her knees, touching herself as we showed her how we fuck?”