Gray's Shadow (Kings of Hell MC 4) - Page 113
Emotions ran free, making him so rattled tears were just around the corner. His whole body kept fighting tremors as if he was getting the flu.
“I know. I know.” Shadow wrapped all three arms around Gray and kissed him. One of his hands slid to Gray’s ass, and teased the slippery opening until it let in two fingers.
The penetration was so delicious Gray put his leg across Shadow’s hip, clinging to him all over again. Was this desperation what Shadow felt whenever Gray had rejected him? It hurt. It hurt so much, and now Gray had caught it too, and he already knew he’d be devastated to see Shadow leave.
Only one month left.
Gray pulled away from the kiss and buried his face in Shadow’s neck, fighting the intense feeling of loss that could only be soothed by Shadow’s closeness.
“I don’t want to go, but we need to. I can’t lose you,” Gray whimpered, not even embarrassed by the tremble in his voice anymore.
Their lips slotted together without either of them having to suggest it, and once again the world turned perfectly idyllic.
“Finally mine. I will do everything I can to stay with you,” Shadow whispered after a kiss that communicated the same without words.
Gray swallowed and gently squeezed his sphincter around Shadow’s fingers, wanting to feel them once more before their bodies parted. “Me too. I need you to stay,” he said, pulling himself up, because they would never move otherwise.
Shadow sighed deeply, but let Gray go. He didn’t need to say anything, because they both knew one another’s hearts. Getting used to physically parting after experiencing something so fulfilling would likely take a while.
“I want to do this all the time,” Shadow said with a big grin, still lounging on the sofa, as if he hoped for Gray to call off their job. But if they were to find the stolen transport, it was high time to move. At least after satisfying the frantic need to physically connect with Shadow, Gray’s urges mellowed out, and he could once more think straight.
Still, the sight of that strong body stretched right next to the damp spot left behind by white and black cum made following plans impossibly hard. Gray didn’t want to take any chances, so he kept physical distance, knowing that he needed to be the one to lead.
Cleaning up didn’t take too long, since the room had a sink and paper towels, and then they were off, riding into the night on Gray’s motorcycle, their bodies pressed together. Gray would have hated being stuck in a car. At least on a bike, Shadow was a constant presence, which in turn made thinking both easier and harder. Gray didn’t even know which one it was.
All that mattered was that they were heading for the spot where the shootout had taken place. Shadow would sniff out the jewels, they would get them back, and all would be good again with Shadow’s belly full of rubies, and Gray’s heart full of life.
Chapter 21
Shadow put his chin on Gray’s shoulder and kissed his ear, rubbing his nose against the warm, delicate skin behind it. So late at night, the road was virtually empty, and the dingy strip joint that smelled of rubies only had a handful of cars parked in the lot behind it. It had been surprisingly easy to find this place, and now that they were almost at the doorstep, Gray was feeling both excited and uneasy. Their future relied on what happened tonight, but if the scent that led them here was so strong, then there were likely many rubies inside—natural, polished, and in the correct color. An extended life for Shadow locked in red gemstones.
“Why don’t we wait for the others if we already know where the rubies are?” Shadow asked and slid one of his hands down to Gray’s dick. “I can think of many things we could do in the meantime.”
The warmth cupping his privates spread quickly all around Gray’s stomach and thighs, once again pushing him to leave the borders of his own body and meld with the man whose black blood and sperm were now in his system. Shadow was perfectly aligned with him. Chest to back. Thigh to thigh. Ass to groin.
It was dangerously distracting, but he was high on Shadow and couldn’t deny himself a micro-dose of him, even on the threshold of enemy territory.
When the hand tightened around his dick, he shut his eyes and counted to three, calling upon rational thoughts, but his mental resources had been eaten up by having to resist Shadow’s earlier advances.
Would it be so bad to let go for fifteen minutes? Push Shadow behind the nearest tree and suck his thick, delicious cock until it exploded down his tongue and fed him that gooey black juice?
Yes. Yes, it would be. Gray had learned long ago that work should come before play, and he would not ignore the principles he lived by just because Shadow’s presence was making him dizzy with lust.
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