Camden opened his arms and tugged Zelus onto his lap, facing him. He’d never been the forward type, but he remembered what Andy said. Go for what he wanted. He licked his lips. “Kissing sounds good.” He placed his hands on the god’s thighs. He tasted the salt of his lover’s kiss still on his lips. He leaned forward. Flecks of gold and dark green sparkled in Zelus’s eyes.
“I need to know where we stand,” Zelus gasped. Camden mashed his mouth onto the god’s and savored the taste of his kiss. His synapses misfired. He couldn’t think, could just feel the softness of his lover’s mouth on his. He groaned and trailed his fingers along Zelus’s sides.
“I like this,” Zelus puffed.
“Me, too.” He liked the way Zelus’s facial hair scraped his own cheeks. A twinge of uneasiness slipped into his head. “Can you have a false positive?”
“Pardon? I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Like, can the curse be temporarily broken?” Camden palmed Zelus’s pec through the thin fabric of his shirt. His nipple beaded and Zelus bit back a grunt. “How can you be sure I’m the right one? What happened between us could’ve been a cosmic accident.”
“No.”
“No?”
Zelus cupped Camden’s jaw in both hands. “Do you wish to be free of me and the curse?”
“I’m not sure.” The longer he sat with Zelus, the more he wanted to shatter the damn curse. “I’ve—I’ve never thought about someone the way I’ve obsessed about you. I never imagined I’d settle down with one man.” Kind of. He’d never found anyone who wanted to settle down with him. Down to his core, he’d always been the boyfriend type. “Give me a chance.”
Camden pinched Zelus’s nipple. “You mentioned kissing.” He bit Zelus’s bottom lip. Christ, he liked the way his man tasted. His blood sizzled and his neurons worked overtime. Desire coursed through his veins. When he glanced into Zelus’s eyes, he felt the mutual passion. Zelus took the lead this time, sucking Camden’s tongue into his mouth. Electricity gripped him from within. He wanted so much to be thoroughly fucked by the god—then to turn the tables and fuck Zelus until they both collapsed.
“Are you making me feel like this?” Camden asked, when they parted for air.
“Like how?” Zelus swiped his thumbs along Camden’s cheeks.
“Like being horny as hell.”
“I can’t make you feel anything.” He kissed Camden’s nose, then his cheeks and chin. “I can only hope you return my feelings and make love to me.”
Camden closed his eyes and blew out a long breath. “You’re so polite.”
“I’ve been schooled in the ways of manners.” Zelus kissed him again, swiping his tongue along the seam of Camden’s mouth. “I know what I want—you. I might be a god, but I know how to work.”
“You’ve worked pretty hard to get me to make up my mind.” Had he decided he wanted a little more from Zelus than a quick fuck?
“I have.” He pressed his face to Cam’s neck, nibbling up and down.
Cam needed to make a decision. Follow his heart or his dick … what if they led him in the same direction? He squeezed Zelus’s ass. In his entire life, he’d never felt so alive or wanted. He opened his eyes. “Then take me.”
“Yes?” Zelus stopped kissing him and looked up at him. “Are you certain?”
“Yes.” Cam nudged the god off his lap. “We need a couple of things first.”
“Oh?” Zelus wobbled to his feet. “Like?”
Camden rummaged through the side table. If he knew his bosses the way he thought he did, then they had to have supplies everywhere. He found exactly what he needed and held up the small bottle. “Lube to grease the way and a rubber. Can’t be too careful.”
“Most human objects I know. This one confuses me.” Zelus pointed to the condom wrapper. “What is this?”
“You use it to cover your dick.” Camden placed the condom and the lube on the cushion beside him. “Until we trust each other enough and know we’re both clean, we have to use the rubber.”
“You foresee more than one encounter between us?”
“I do.” Camden reached forward and grabbed the front of Zelus’s shirt. With their gazes locked together, he shoved the soft cotton over the god’s head, exposing his chest. He’d seen that chest so many nights, but covered in bronze. He moved on instinct, pressing his face to the musky muscle.
“My human.” Zelus slid his fingers into Camden’s hair. “So very smart and sexy.”
Each touch sent tingles through Camden’s body. He leaned back enough to look up at his lover as he unbuttoned the denim. The bulge in Zelus’s pants poked at him, but he didn’t care. The jeans fell to the floor, leaving Zelus nude before him. He’d seen every part of Zelus when he’d been in the statue, but to see the real man stole his breath. Hard in most places and wrought with muscle, but soft in others.