I’m stroking him faster now. He moves his hips in reaction and the kah jerks, slowing down suddenly. An angry horn blastsfrom behind us, and a kah roars past us on our right side. The woman driving holds out her finger in the “fuck you” gesture.
“Wait,” Tyler says, pushing me away. “I don’t want to die with my dick out in a fiery wreck.”
He turns the wheel and we fly across the freeway, again somehow managing to avoid smashing into all of the other kahs in our path. We ride up a slope, and Tyler turns us onto a small empty road surrounded by open yellow hills. We go a short distance further and then come to a quick stop beneath the shade of a grove of tall and scraggly oak trees. Tyler looks around, then unclasps the seat belt.
“Alright,” he says. “You asked for it. Get in the back.”
I pull Tyler’s shirt off as he wrestles with the front of my jeans. Getting them off in this cramped space is no easy task.
“There’s a perfectly good tree over there,” I say. “I could bend you over behind it and?—”
“Just shut up and take me here,” he says and pulls my face down to his to kiss me.
His hand slips between my legs, cupping my erection. I push my underwear down my thighs with one hand and struggle to get them past my knees. Tyler helps me, but I have to balance myself by pressing the crown of my head against the door.
“Ouch,” I grunt as Tyler’s leg jerks upward. “Careful. Those are sensitive.”
“Sorry.”
Finally, they’re off. I sit up and bang the back of my neck against the ceiling. I have to resist simply tearing the damned shirt off of my body. Tyler reaches up and pulls it off me, and the knife pouch tied around my neck swings out and knocks him on the nose. He grabs the cord in his fist and yanks me down onto him, meeting my lips again. His other hand slides down my front and eagerly grasps my cock, and I push myself between his legs and rub my erection against the hard outline in the front of his underwear, where a dark spot of precome is slowly growing larger. His kiss turns into a sigh of need as I rock my hips back and forth, sliding our cocks together.
“Dammit,” he whispers. “No lube. Curse this normal human body.”
“Then your mouth will have to take what your ass cannot.”
“Jesus,” Tyler says. “Is this a command from my prince?”
“Absolutely.”
With a deviously sexy smirk, Tyler pushes me back against the door and gets between my thighs. He kisses my neck, then quickly moves towards my cock. He’s about to take my head into his mouth when I see something through the back window.
“Wait, Tyler,” I say, pushing my palm to his forehead.
“Ow, what?”
“Police.”
Tyler bolts upright and peeks over the top of the seat. The black and white kah rolls down the road in the distance.
“Maybe it’s going to just pass by,” he says.
We watch silently as it goes along, then it turns off the road onto the dirt field where we’re resting and stalks slowly towards us, a cloud of yellow dust rising from its black wheels. The red and blue lights flash like lightning.
“Shit,” Tyler groans.
14
TYLER
The cruiser’s door opens, and a single policeman steps out and makes his way towards the car. I push Kalistratos down and duck my head beneath the seat.
“God dammit, this is what I get for thinking with my dick,” I hiss. “Fuck, what do we do? Wait! Your powers! Use your powers!”
“And if we encounter that shadow creature again? No, I can’t use my powers now.”
“You’rewanted,Kalistratos,” I say. “He’s going to arrest us the moment he finds out who you are. And you’re fucking naked!”
I catch a glimpse of the officer in the side view mirror—he’s just a few feet away from the car. Then I feel Kalistratos’s body pull away from me, and the first panicked thought that pops into my head is that he’s going to get up and challenge the officer to a fight. I reach out to grab him and yank him back out of sight, but instead of wrapping my arms around a big hunk of Phoenikos alpha, they squeeze the fluffy feathers of an irritated chicken. Westare at each other in silence—surprise from me, embarrassment from him. And then, a knock on the window.