Havoc (Tattoos and Ties 1)

Key gave another amused chuckle and easily lifted him, helping Alec to his feet. He turned in the direction of his bedroom, hoping Key would follow. There was a grunt from over his shoulder as Key struggled to his feet. A strong arm hooked around Alec’s waist, drawing him back securely against a solid chest. Yeah. Alec had gotten it so wrong. He may have an alpha soul, but Key had brute strength on his side. Being lifted like a rag doll spoke volumes to the physical force that had just fucked him senseless.

A grin spread across Alec’s lips as he got a good look at the disaster before him. They had scooted the sofa several feet out of place. The end table sat almost behind the couch instead of to the side, and the broken lamp still lay on the floor. “We’re explosive together.”

“Mm-hmm.” The arm around his waist tightened, drawing him back the few centimeters he’d moved forward while looking at his living room. Key’s lips pressed along his shoulder, trailing up his neck. Alec closed his eyes, enjoying Key’s warm breath raising chills along his damp skin. “You good?” Key whispered in his ear.

A shiver ran the full length of Alec’s body. “Yeah, I’m real good.” I’m so fucking good I can’t see straight. “But I want more,” Alec added, not anywhere close to being ready to call it a night.

Key slid a hand possessively along his hip, up his chest, then around Alec’s jaw and neck. He turned Alec just enough to kiss his lips. But then Key tried to deepen the kiss, and while Alec was all for that, he wanted Key in his master suite sprawled across the oversized bed where they could stay indefinitely.

Another better idea came to mind, and Alec broke the kiss and gasped. “In the shower. I want you wet.”

Key’s smirk slid into a lazy grin as his arm tightened across Alec’s chest. God, he was gorgeous when he smiled like that.

“Which means, you gotta let me go so we can get there,” Alec teased, nudging Key toward the hall leading to his bedroom.

“I like you just fine right here.” The words created a deep rumble in Key’s chest which vibrated through Alec, sending sparks of desire through this system. Key turned him until they were chest to chest, those brawny arms locked around him, keeping him right there. Key slid a hand slowly up Alec’s side, before cradling his face with his palm and tilting his head for a kiss.

He licked tentatively along the seam of Alec’s lips before pushing his way inside. The needy sound the biker made as he feasted on his mouth threatened to buckle Alec’s knees. This kiss differed from the ones before. The desperation had disappeared, and something sultry, erotic and incendiary had taken its place. He opened, this time better prepared for the sheer force that was Keyes. Alec held his ground, reaching up, threading his fingers in those long strands, nearly lost to the power consuming him.

The only thing that might make this moment better was experiencing the fantasy that had played out in his head. One where Key was in his shower, with Alec on his knees swallowing him whole. Alec’s dick swelled in anticipation as he pulled away from the kiss. Key followed, leaning forward, while Alec’s hands went palm to chest, pushing himself free of Key’s tight grip. “Shower. I’ve dreamed of having you in my shower.”

It took a second for Key to stop staring at his mouth and lift his gaze. Alec saw the moment his words finally sank in and that sexy gaze darkened. “Lead.”

Alec didn’t need to be told twice. He headed to the bedroom, but turned back to see Key sidestepping a broken lamp and grabbing something off the side table. Then he snatched his T-shirt off the lampshade that lay askew on the floor.

“I can fix this,” Key offered as if only seeing the rubble for the first time.

“It’s time for a change.” He didn’t care in the least about the furniture. He had thoroughly enjoyed causing the destruction. He took Key through his bedroom, passing the large king-sized bed but not stopping until he reached the bathroom.

Key dropped the spent condom in the trash can. Alec reached for the faucet, glancing over his shoulder as he tested the temperature, smiling when he caught the look of confusion settling over Key’s handsome face. The big biker entered the shower stall, seemingly preoccupied with all the showerheads. Alec flipped the knob, releasing a burst of warm water that hit Key right in the chest.

“It’s one of the best parts of this house. You’ll see.”

He got a genuine laugh, a low rumble erupting in Key’s chest. Alec reached out to pull him completely under the spray.

“You’ve been in one like this before?”