Durance by Lyn Gala Page 0,65

together, and then Darren was laughing and squirming. “We aren’t teenagers to rip each other’s clothes off. Let me get rid of the shirt.”

“I thought you were a tween,” Kavon said. He regretted the words when the joy Darren radiated dimmed. Darren shifted to sit on the edge of the bed. Kavon rested his hand on Darren’s back. “I’m sorry.” He relaxed his hold over the bond so Kavon would know how much he regretted his careless words.

Darren gave him a lopsided grin. “None of us are perfect. I won’t let my issues define me if you’ll do the same.” He tossed his shirt at the side chair.

“Deal.” Kavon pulled Darren close. He buried his face in the juncture where Darren’s neck and shoulder met. He’d intended to pepper the skin with soft touches, but Darren’s lust poured back into him, overriding all thought. Kavon humped Darren’s hip.

“Kavon.” Darren’s spoke in a ragged tone, and then he gasped and reached for his own cock.

Kavon pushed Darren’s hand away and cupped Darren’s bulge himself. When he squeezed, Darren cried out. In seconds, Darren was writhing and gasping. Kavon was mesmerized by the sight of Darren pressing his head back into the pillow, his neck arched and his body stiff. Erotic moans slipped out, and Kavon unzipped Darren’s pants, allowing his weeping cock to slip free.

Leaning down, Kavon placed a kiss on the tip . Darren cried out, and for a moment Kavon was lost in one of those moments where he existed in both bodies at once. He tasted the salt of pre-cum on his lips, but at the same time he felt the lingering tingle in his cock from the kiss. The bond mark burned brightly and shivers of lust raced up Kavon’s spine.

Darren reversed their positions and straddled Kavon’s hips. When Darren waggled his eyebrows, Kavon laughed. Joy flowed through the bond as Darren unbuttoned Kavon’s shirt, running a fingernail over the skin. When he leaned up to nibble Kavon’s pulse point, Kavon’s brain whited out with an overwhelming need to come. But Darren teasing touches weren’t enough.

Kavon flipped Darren to the side and then pinned him to the bed before kissing him again. This time, Darren got more aggressive. He ran dull teeth over Kavon’s lower lip. Lust slammed into Kavon as he was caught in that double existence of the bond. Kavon pinned Darren to the bed, but he also felt hands on his wrists, pinning him down.

Darren ground his erection against Kavon’s hip, and Kavon made an undignified half-strangled cry as the lust wound around them, tying them together. Kavon pulled his shirt over his head and sent it flying. Kavon hurried to get his pants undone while he toed off his shoes. He felt Darren’s anticipation under his own skin, and raw, animal lust twisted Darren’s expression into something hungry... demanding.

“Yes!” Darren said, the word sounding almost pained.

Kavon sent his pants after his shirt and Darren was there, kissing him impatiently. Darren hooked a leg over Kavon’s hip and their bodies pressed together—skin against skin. Sweat and need and lust swirled around them. Kavon nipped Darren’s shoulder before he started kissing the side of his neck.

“Fuck. Do something or this is going to be over embarrassingly fast,” Darren gasped. He thrust his hips forward, pressing his hard cock into Kavon’s groin. The surge of raw, manic need slammed through Kavon. He damn near came.

Kavon stilled as he struggled to control his orgasm. Darren rested his forehead against Kavon’s shoulder and whispered, “Do it. Fuck me.” Darren ran his warm hands over Kavon’s chest and then distracted Kavon with a flurry of kisses across his neck and shoulder. While Kavon twisted under Darren’s touch, Darren wrapped his hand around both their cocks.

Kavon arched his back and opened his mouth to cry out, but he lost his voice.

Kavon groped blindly for their cocks . He didn’t have time for lube for prep. He needed to come, to mark Darren, to feel that intense fire consume him. Darren squeezed them together. With a cry, Darren thrust into him, and Kavon braced himself on the mattress to keep his weight off Darren. He let Darren set the brutal pace. Flesh slapped flesh, and the orgasm swallowed them both. Their bodies grew slick and their dicks slid against each other until Kavon’s cock slipped free of Darren’s grasp.

Kavon collapsed across Darren’s chest before shoving himself to one side. Still, their legs tangled and the smell of their musk surrounded them.