Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“Old man? I can run rings around you. You gonna be a smartass to me now?”
“I’m a smartass to everyone,” Nico countered.
He wasn’t wrong. But right here, right now, he was in charge.
Sometimes Nico was the only thing that kept him sane. That stopped him from falling completely into the darkness. He knew he didn’t deserve him. Didn’t deserve love. The things he’d done in his life had turned his soul permanently black. But maybe there was some redemption in his love for this man.
And for the precious girl they had yet to claim.
He’d told himself to forget her. She needed someone far better than him.
He’d used all his excuses. She was too broken. She needed time.
But that wasn’t about Lottie. It was him. His needs. His fears.
And look at her. She was slowly fading away. Suddenly, his excuses were bullshit. What he needed to do was man the fuck up. To find the gentle side of himself. To make himself into the man she deserved.
Somehow.
He’d do it, because the alternative was unthinkable. They had to have her. The missing link. The piece that would complete them.
“What are you thinking?” Nico asked.
“About all the things I could do to your body,” he purred, tightening his hold on the other man’s throat just a touch.
“Yeah?” Pleasure lit Nico’s warm, whiskey-colored eyes.
“Yeah.” He leaned in so his lips were just an inch from his. The man who held his heart. “But I came up with a new way to punish you.”
Caution entered Nico’s gaze. “What?”
Liam moved his hand from Nico’s throat, down his stomach, to his dick. Just as he thought, he was hard.
“Someone likes a hand around their neck,” he muttered. He already knew that, of course. But he also knew that talking about it would drive Nico’s arousal higher.
The other man moaned as Liam squeezed his cock. “Fuck, you’ve got a gorgeous dick. Thick. Smooth and hard.” He ran his hand up and down the shaft. “I bet you’d like to come, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” Nico gritted out, reaching for him.
“No,” Liam told him firmly. “No touching.”
Nico groaned. “Fuck.”
“Hands up and keep them there.”
Nico’s breath came in hard pants as Liam moved his hand faster. He threw the covers off, so he could see the other man’s fucking magnificent cock. Liam loved Nico’s body. Muscular but not too much. Nico was grace. Speed. And sexy as fuck.
Liam let go of his cock.
“No! What the fuck are you doing?” Nico snapped.
Liam bit Nico’s nipple and the other man groaned. “You’re being punished, remember? For that mouth.”
“Liam, no, you can’t.”
Liam didn’t give a shit whether Nico called him Sir or Master or by his name, they both knew who was in charge.
“It was a joke,” Nico claimed.
“Can’t have been that funny since I didn’t laugh.”
“But you have no sense of humor,” Nico pointed out.
“Roll over, get onto your knees.”
Fire lit up Nico’s face again as he rolled and slid up onto his knees, wriggling his ass in the air. Liam slapped it. Fuck. That felt good.
“Yeah, baby,” Nico crooned.
Liam shook his head at the ridiculous endearment. Nico knew Liam hated when he called him by cutesy names. Getting off the bed, he grabbed Nico’s jeans off the floor, knowing he had to have more lube stashed in there. Finding another packet, he tore it, coating his dick in it.
“Save the cute names for Lottie,” Liam told him as he knelt behind the other man, then spread his cheeks. He dabbed the last of the lube on Nico’s hole.
Slowly, he pushed his dick into the other man’s ass.
“Fuck, Liam. Yes. God.”
Liam reached around once he was fully seated and squeezed Nico’s dick. “Remember, you’re not coming.”
“I might not be able to stop myself.”
“You come and I’ll make you regret it.”
“Baby, now you’re really turning me on,” Nico crooned.
Jesus. How did he ever end up with this smartass? He challenged him, annoyed him, fucked with him.
Loved him.
He was fucking lucky that Nico loved him. Nobody else did. Not that he gave a fuck. There were two things he wanted. The man under him, pushing his ass back to take more of his dick.
And Lottie.
Christ. Nico clenched down on his dick, nearly sending him spinning over the edge. But he wasn’t coming that quickly. Drawing back, he drove forward.
“I don’t know what to call her,” Nico said. “Baby girl? Sweetie? Angel? So many fucking possibilities. Fuck, Liam!”
Damn. He might have just had a blow job, but already his balls were tight and the need to come was riding him hard.
“You feel so fucking good.” Liam thrust deep, and that was it. He couldn’t hold on any longer. A low groan left him as he came.
Panting, he leaned over Nico, trying to catch his breath and slow his heartbeat. Then he slid out of the other man and lay down on his back beside him, an arm over his eyes.