“The fuck it is. You disappeared, Boaz. You left Lyla alone in a fucking haunted house. What the hell happened to you?”
Fuck.
Boaz’s heated. He’d forgotten all about Lyla. As soon as Alexander showed up, he’d lost his fucking mind.
“Is she okay?” Boaz asked.
“She’s fine now. I found her in there, she was so scared. What the hell man?” Hansel shoved him slightly. “What the hell happened to you?”
Shit.
“I had to go for a run. You know how my wolf gets in closed off spaces,” Boaz lied. “I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Apologize.”
“You better,” Hansel said, he turned and walked down the stairs. “Goodnight.”
“Night Hansel,” he said. He returned into the cabin and dropped down on the bed. Alexander’s scent wrapped around reminding him of how stupid he was. He buried his face in his hands, disgusted with himself.
Chapter 23
Boaz
“Damn. I thought he would never leave,” Alexander said as he dropped down on the bed.
“What the hell?” Boaz dropped his hands and stared at him. “I thought you went home. What are you still doing here?”
“I didn’t,” he said, lying next to him on the bed. He wrapped his arms around him and held him close.
Boaz held his breath, still not used to having anyone touch hold him like that. It felt so good. He didn’t even know he was touch starved. Boaz found himself leaning into the vampire without meaning to.
Fuck. He was about to pull away when he remembered they were together now.
Alexander was his boyfriend.
Wow.
“This is crazy.”
“What is?”
“You and me. I don’t…”
Before he could say anything more, Alexander took his lips in a searing kiss as he rolled him to his back. Boaz went willingly, his mind short-circuiting. He spread his thighs wider as he blindly reached for the lube on the bedside table. He popped the lip. At the sound Alexander lifted his head.
“Let me do it,” Alexander said. Boaz paused for a second before he lifted the lube. Alexander stretched out his hand and Boaz squeezed out a generous amount onto his fingers. He dropped the bottle on the bed as Alexander went to his knees between his thighs. Boaz bit into his bottom lip as Alexander ran his fingers over his balls to his hole.
“Fuck, put your fingers inside,” Boaz said, needing more.
“Already?” Alexander asked.
“Yes. I’m horny as fuck,” Boaz said as Alexander continued to rub his fingers in circles around his hole. “Alex…” he whined.
“I like it when you call me that,” he said as he pushed two fingers in. And Boaz bowed off the bed. He felt like he was coming out of his skin. He writhed on the bed, following Alexander’s thrusting fingers.
“I’m ready…I’m ready,” Boaz said. “
“I’m ready too,” Alexander said as he flipped Boaz to his stomach as if he weighed nothing. Boaz clutched the pillow, muffling his cries as Alexander sank his cock deep into him in one smooth thrust. He didn’t waste time. He started to move, pounding into him, fucking him hard and fast just the way Boaz liked. Boaz arched into him, enjoying every second of it. And when he came, his entire body shook as cum gushed out of him in a stream. His eyes rolled to the back of his head.
“Fuck,” he mumbled as he gasped for air. Alexander went still on top of him, and Boaz felt his cum fill him up. He squeezed his ass, milking every bit of it. Alexander groaned and then dropped down next to him a few seconds later.