Page 13 of A Sinful Trap

He’d never met a mated shifter. Someone who’d tied his life force to another and was linked in mind, body and spirit for the rest of their days. Faithful only to them. He’d never expected to.

Bailey. Bailey. Bailey.

“Cam?” Davide’s playful grin had disappeared and he’d moved closer in concern. “You were telling me how right I was, then you disappeared. Where did you go?”

“Never anywhere without you.” He couldn’t lose him.

A surge of desperation made him reach for Davide and yank the towel off his lean hips. “I need you,” he rasped, groaning at the feel of their bodies pressed together. “Now.”

“Then take me,” Davide dared, his face flushed with surprised pleasure.

This morning’s lovemaking had been warm and intimate, but tonight it felt like a gathering storm from their first kiss. Urgent. Unstoppable.

Davide sucked on his tongue and wrapped his fist around both their cocks. “We didn’t get our run, but you won’t skip this tradition, will you? Christening our new home.”

“Never,” Cam gasped when his grip tightened.

“We could have been doing this hours ago.”

Cam licked his fingers and pressed them between the firm cheeks of Davide’s ass, rubbing until his lover shivered. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Right here? On my knees?”

“Not this time. I want your eyes on me. Heels digging into my back while I fuck you. Get on the couch.” Cam gripped his hips and walked the wide-eyed Davide backward toward the leather sofa.

“She really got to you, didn’t she?” he asked, breathless. “I wonder what the girl-kissing, attic-dangling spitfire would think if she could see us now?”

“Davide,” he warned, teeth sharply grazing his lips as he tossed him roughly on his back. The thought of her watching them… “Don’t mention her. Not now. I’m already on edge.”

True awareness lit Davide’s eyes and Can knew he suspected the truth about her. They’d known each other too well, for too long, to keep secrets. But instead of concern, all Cam could see was determination and desire. “There’s no such thing as too much between us, Cam. I know what she did to you, and she’ll know how we feel about each other as soon as she sees us together. How hard you get when you look at me. She’ll hear me tease you and know it’s because I love to get that rise out of you. Love to make you lose control.”

Davide slid his hand under the couch and pulled out a bottle of lube, throwing it to Cam. He shouldn’t be surprised. It was usually Davide’s first order of business when they moved to a new location. He liked to be impulsive, so he always stayed prepared.

Cam flicked open the cap and drizzled the liquid on his cock, and then between Davide’s already raised and spread thighs. Awe and gratitude mingled with unquenchable lust inside him. This beautiful man was his. If Bailey was truly meant for him, she would accept that.

She had to accept that, and so did his wolf.

Cam cupped Davide’s balls the way he liked, teasing and fondling before sliding his fingers down the seam of his ass, lubricating them along the way. “You do like playing with fire.”

“I like playing with you. I always have.”

“Then let’s play.”

Davide grunted in pleasure when Cam pushed two fingers deep, curling them until they were barely caressing his prostate. The reaction centered Cam and helped him refocus. He refused to hurry. Being with Davide was simply too good to rush.

He teased him with slow thrusts and too-light touches. Watched, entranced as his fingers slowly fucked and stretched his lover. The moans and pleas couldn’t stop him. And not until Davide was a squirming, sweating mess beside him did he realize how long he’d been drawing it out.

“I thought you were in a hurry.” Davide’s lips were swollen from biting them, his voice hoarse.

Cam bent his head to suck the flesh of Davide’s inner thigh, groaning at the taste. He burrowed lower, licking the tight sac at the base of his cock. “It’s our first time in our new home and I was an idiot. I want you to remember every minute of this instead.”

“I will. I do. It feels different tonight, doesn’t it?”

He didn’t need to explain. “I think it’s this place. We’re more sensitive to it. Even the air lands differently on our skin.”

I’m different.

“Yes.” Davide nodded, shook his head, nodded again. “The place or you in this place? I don’t know. I can’t think. You have to fuck me soon, Cam.”

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