Gray's Shadow (Kings of Hell MC 4)

Vars leaned against the table with his arms crossed on his chest. “You know you can count on me and Jake for anything.”

Gray’s lungs constricted, and he grabbed the back of the seat, helping himself stand on it. Otherwise, he’d have to go through Laurent and Beast to get out of the booth, and that was the last thing he wanted. “I’ve had too much too fast. You guys relax while I get some air,” he said, stepping over the backrest and into the next booth with an odd sense of weightlessness in his head.

He scrambled over the table, to the floor, and walked with a purpose, all the way to the door. When had he become such an emotional mess? He’d worked so hard to keep it all in, and day by day, new cracks still appeared in his surface.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, but wouldn’t be given a rest. Half-expecting Rev when he heard someone approach him, he turned around with a scowl. “Oh, fuck o—”

Shadow took half a step back.

Gray froze but eventually let his hands drop, staring at his lover in the yellow light coming from the bar. He didn’t need to look inside to know they were being watched, and the sudden sense of helplessness clutched at his throat. “I need to… go somewhere,” he said, all but running from the unwanted stares.

He turned into the narrow alley between the bar and the closed liquor store, and Shadow quickly caught up with him, though he dutifully stayed half a step behind.

“I don’t want you to die for me,” he said in the deep voice Gray loved. He still had the dead footman’s British accent, and Gray had grown to love that too. Every single aspect of Shadow’s presence made him happy.

Gray leaned on the wall in the narrow space between the two buildings. His head was floating, his body burned with unwanted heat, and he was no longer able to think straight. “Me neither. I want to stay alive. With you,” he uttered and kicked an empty can that ended up next to his boot. He could barely see it, since there were no light sources in the alleyway, but the sound was unmistakable.

“We will make it happen.”

Shadow approached Gray, and after a moment of hesitation, enclosed him in his arms. Nothing could have possibly felt more soothing, and Gray leaned into the embrace without thinking.

The warmth of Shadow’s chest was pleasant against his overheating body, and Gray rested his arms on his hips too, breathing in the familiar scent of flesh, dubbin, and musk.

“We have to. And then I’ll make Rev understand you’re here to stay,” he said with a slur.

He hated himself for thinking it, because Mike was irreplaceable, but Shadow became his rock in the same way his brother had been. Without Mike, Gray had grown apart from the other patches, but now thanks to Shadow’s easy-going nature, he was spending more time with his friends. Around Shadow, it wasn’t hard to speak, and he always felt included.

Shadow kissed the side of Gray’s face and pressed him to the wall covered by metal sheets. “The way you fight for me makes me feel so wanted.”

Pride swelled in Gray’s heart, and he smiled, rubbing Shadow’s chest in circles that made his own head spin too. “Because you’re mine. I won’t let you down.”

“All I want to do is please you.” Shadow kissed Gray’s cheek, but the meaning behind his words only sank in when Shadow went down all the way to his knees. He didn’t care what anyone might think if they saw him like this, and kissed Gray’s cock through the jeans.

Blood pumped out of Gray’s brain and rushed down his body, throbbing in his dick and ass when he looked down, confused yet instantly turned on. He didn’t want to wait for privacy. Darkness was all they needed. “You always please me,” Gray whispered, petting the top of Shadow’s head while simultaneously unzipping his pants.

His heart skipped a beat when Shadow smiled up at him, so handsome with the long hair and plump lips. There was no waiting, no teasing. As soon as Gray pulled his cock out, Shadow leaned in to suck on it with enthusiasm, and it felt like downing a shot of red hot bliss.

Gray was whole again, with a man by his side and he’d rather got to hell with Shadow than live on knowing he’d failed again. They would get Shadow a ruby.

Pleasure pumped through Gray’s body as Shadow learned how to give a blowjob, experimenting with his tongue and even teeth, gently scratching them against the underside of Gray’s cock. Whenever Gray shut his eyes, the world became full of stars, but what he really wanted to see was right there, in the beautiful, kind man who was dedicated to him like no one else in the world.