“I know. I ran, and the only place I could run to was here,” Alexander said. “I ran to you.”
Okay. That’s it, Boaz pushed away from him. He swatted Alexander’s hands away when he tried to hold him down.
“What’s gotten into you?” Boaz asked, running his fingers in his hair, a shaky nervous feeling taking over him. Alexander stared at him as if he hadn’t been saying things that were “You’ve been saying things. It’s making me…”
“Making you what?” Alexander sat up to. He placed his hands on either side of Boaz’s legs and leaned close. An inch separated them, they were breathing the same air.
“Its making feel things. You can’t say things like that to someone when you know you don’t mean them. You and I…”
“What if I mean it?” he asked his eyes intense, slowly turning red.
“No. You can’t. What about Lyla? She’s your bride. She’s likes you a lot and she’s…” Before he could finish his thought, Alexander took his lips in the sweetest kiss, Boaz felt low in his stomach.
“I want you,” Alexander said against his lips. “I want us to continue like this.”
“No. We can’t.”
“Why not?” Alexander kissed the corner of his mouth.
“Stop.” Boaz placing a hand to Alexander’s chest. His fingers tingled at the mere contact. “I can’t think when you do that.”
“That’s because you can’t think of a single reason why you and I can’t be together. And don’t tell me about Lyla. I’ve never promised her anything. That only leaves you and me. Why can’t we be together?”
“I…” Boaz said trying to think of something, but nothing came to mind.
“See. You can’t even think of a reason why we can’t be together,” Alexander said.
“You’re not into males. There,” Boaz said.
“No. I’m into you, baby.”
Boaz gasped. “Fuck, Alexander.”
“You like that, huh?” Alexander rumbled as he pushed him to his back. Alexander slid over him. His cock slowly hardening against his. Boaz stared up at him not sure what he was fighting. He liked being with the vampire like this. And he liked his fucking cock inside him.
“Okay,” he whispered.
“Okay?” Alexander asked, smiling a little as he kissed his check. Boaz shivered, his lips tingling as he anticipated Alexander’s kiss. But before he could kiss him there was a heavy knock at the door.
“Hey, Boaz. Are you in there?” Hansel shouted.
“Fuck,” Boaz mumbled as he shoved Alexander off him. He ran to the closet and reached for his jeans. “You should go,” he said as he pulled them on. Hansel knocked again, this time louder. “Hold on, I’m coming.”
“Why should I go? Talk to him and come back.”
“Alex, please …go. I don’t want you and Hansel fighting again.”
“Does Hansel control you?”
“Not now please,” Boaz said, standing there and waiting for Hansel to leave. Alexander gave him a hard look, then he got off the bed and walked to Boaz. He leaned close and kissed the side of Boaz’s neck, then disappeared.
“Fuck,” Boaz said breathing out. He turned to the door before his brother broke it down.
“What took you so long?” Hansel asked as he tried to step into the cabin, but Boaz stopped him. He stepped out into the porch and closed the door not wanting Hansel to pick up Alexander’s scent.
“Is everything okay?” he asked looking at him quizzically.
“Everything is fine.”