Chapter Six
Camden woke and flopped onto his back. He noticed the warm body beside him. Zelus. Holy shit. He stared at the god and tried to stay still in order to not disturb him. He watched Zelus sleep. The man personified beauty as he slept. He almost looked like he had when he’d been a statue, but without the black metallic finish—and the erection.
“Damn,” Camden whispered. He wanted to touch Zelus, but held back.
Zelus blinked. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Camden said. “I thought you weren’t going to sleep.” He chuckled. “Guess you’re not infallible.”
“Never said I was.” Zelus dragged in a deep breath, then exhaled. “Felt good to sleep on my back.”
“Rather than your feet?” He liked the change in tone between them. The tight and tense feeling had turned into easy and comfortable.
“Well, yes.” Zelus rolled on top of Camden. “Now that I’m more awake, I’d like to show my appreciation for your rescuing me.”
“Zelus.” Appreciation… Through sex?
Zelus kissed him. He rubbed his erection against Camden’s and slid his fingers into Camden’s hair. The feel of skin on skin, dick along dick spurred Camden on. Zelus kissed his way down Camden’s body, from his nipples to belly, then down to his groin. He wrapped his fingers around Camden’s cock.
“You’re hard,” Zelus whispered.
“With you touching me, uh, yeah.” He rocked into Zelus’s fingers. He was on a hair-trigger. “I’ll blow my load in seconds if you don’t slow down.”
“Might be fun.” Zelus flicked his tongue across the tip of Camden’s erection.
“Oh … fuck.” He balled his hands in the blankets. He wanted to touch Zelus, but a bit afraid. He panted. “Zelus.”
“Yes?” Zelus engulfed Camden’s dick in his mouth. He swallowed Camden to the root and bobbed his head.
Rational thought left Camden’s mind. The only thing he could do was experience Zelus. He panted. He could get used to this kind of attention.
Zelus wasn’t trying to push the pace. Instead, he allowed Camden to dictate how fast they went. Camden wasn’t sure what to think since he always bottomed and tended to be directed rather than lead. Zelus acted like an equal, despite being a bit pushy. Camden liked the directness.
Zelus’s hair tickled Camden’s belly. Camden groaned. “Zel…” The orgasm built low in Camden’s belly and tingles spiraled to his limbs. He threaded his fingers into Zelus’s hair. “I’m going to … oh, shit.”
“Come for me,” Zelus said between licks. He plunged his mouth down on Camden’s erection once more and resumed bobbing his head. He buried his nose in Camden’s pubic hairs. While he swallowed Camden to the back of his throat, Zelus slid one finger between Camden’s ass cheeks. He toyed with Camden’s hole.
The combination of sensations—being swallowed and teased—sent Camden over the edge. His restraint snapped and he groaned again. When he opened his mouth, no sound came out. He embraced the orgasm. He closed his eyes and basked in the floaty feeling overtaking him.
Zelus swallowed Camden’s cum, then licked him a few more times to clean up the mess.
Camden opened his eyes and sighed. “What a wake-up call.”
“You were already awake.” Zelus sat back on his heels and arranged Camden’s legs over his thighs. “Where is the lubricant?”
“Drawer.” He slapped the top of the nightstand, but didn’t reach the handle on the drawer.
“I’ll get it.” Zelus leaned over him and retrieved the bottle. “I want to keep you loose.” He popped the cap, then dribbled chilly lube down Camden’s ass crack. His cock bumped against Camden’s hole.
Zelus wasn’t inside him, but the act of rubbing him was so hot and tender. Camden panted. His legs trembled. “Zelus.”
“Yes?” Hunger shimmered in Zelus’s eyes. He slid one finger into Camden, working him open. “What do you want?”
“You in me,” he replied. He didn’t have to think about his answer. He bore down on Zelus. “Please?”
“Good.” He slid his finger out of Camden, then lined his dick up with Camden’s hole. He pushed. Although he moved slowly at first, he worked into a steady rhythm within seconds. Camden groaned. He loved the exquisite torture of being stretched and filled. He’d never felt so used, but cherished. He basked in the tenderness in Zelus’s touch. This wasn’t a quick fuck or something done to pass the time. There was a connection between him and Zelus.
Zelus moved in and out of Camden’s body, building on his rhythm. He kept his gaze focused on Camden. He kissed Camden between thrusts, then grunted.