little embarrassed. “I actually sat out there for nearly an hour; I wanted to see you.”
“Well, I’m glad you did. I spent the majority of my day wondering what you were doing, looking forward to seeing you again when I got home,” Jai confessed. He didn’t need to tell Dane that he had also spent a good part of his day replaying what it had felt like watching as his mate came whilst he fucked him, and wanting to do it again.
Jai squeezed his hand. “Come on, let’s go home.”
He stood and headed back to his bike. If they stayed here any longer, he was going to march right back to Dane and be damned about someone seeing. He was having a hard time keeping his hands off, wanting nothing more than to kiss his mate, to touch him. Dane climbed onto the motorcycle and slid his arms around Jai’s waist. His hands strayed low enough that his fingers brushed over Jai’s hardened cock. Even through the denim of his jeans, the touch felt like an electric shock, and he edged back in the saddle to press into Dane.
* * * *
By the time they actually reached Jai’s house, he was so hard it was uncomfortable. He forced himself to lock his bike into the garage but as soon as Dane stepped through and into the hallway, he kicked the door shut. Gripping the lapels of Dane’s jacket, he dragged his mate close and kissed him, desperately, hungrily. Dane responded to him, arms around Jai’s waist.
“Sorry,” Jai whispered, stepping away from him, using every bit of will power he had. “I had to—needed to. Dane, please stay with me.”
This time, there was no doubt in Dane’s eyes as he nodded and smiled. A sound from further inside the house made them both glance down the hall. Jai adjusted his jeans, trying—and failing—to hide his arousal,.
“I thought I heard the door open,” Sasha said as they came in. She gave them both a once-over, smiling knowingly, but didn’t comment. “I was going to make spaghetti for tea, but I can fix you something different if you want.”
All through the meal, Jai found himself wishing that it was over so that he could take Dane to bed. Immediately, he felt guilty. Sasha was making an effort, preparing a meal for them, and he felt bad for not appreciating it. Looking across the table, he caught Dane’s eye, seeing that the man looked just as guilty as he felt. It was good to know that Dane was as eager as he. They joined in with Sasha at dinner, listening as she told stories about her brother, laughing with her. Jai enjoyed himself, finding Sasha to be entertaining company. At present, however, he was sidetracked by the scent of arousal from Dane, the thought of later.
After dinner, they made polite conversation and watched TV with her for a while, but Jai caught the heated looks that Dane kept sending his way.
Luckily for them, Sasha took pity on them and announced that she was going to bed since she had to go to work early the next morning. Finally, it was just the two of them and Jai took Dane’s hand in his. Dane had not wanted to go to bed whilst his sister was still up, but now she was in her own room. He led Dane into his bedroom and closed the door.
* * * *
The following morning, Jai came into the kitchen from his run to see Sasha sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal. She was dressed in her work wear of dark trousers and a white shirt, the red name tag pinned onto the shirt pocket. Getting up, she went to pour herself another cup of coffee, offering one to Jai, and sat down again.
“Is Dane still asleep?” she asked.
Jai nodded. “I tried to wake him before I went out, but he just stuck his head under the pillow and went back to sleep.”
As usual, Dane had given him an “Are you insane?” look when he got up at six o’clock and put on his running gear.
“You’re a wolf,” he usually pointed out sleepily. “It keeps you in shape without all this getting up at the crack of dawn shit.”
When Jai had informed him that he
“Well, I’m glad you did. I spent the majority of my day wondering what you were doing, looking forward to seeing you again when I got home,” Jai confessed. He didn’t need to tell Dane that he had also spent a good part of his day replaying what it had felt like watching as his mate came whilst he fucked him, and wanting to do it again.
Jai squeezed his hand. “Come on, let’s go home.”
He stood and headed back to his bike. If they stayed here any longer, he was going to march right back to Dane and be damned about someone seeing. He was having a hard time keeping his hands off, wanting nothing more than to kiss his mate, to touch him. Dane climbed onto the motorcycle and slid his arms around Jai’s waist. His hands strayed low enough that his fingers brushed over Jai’s hardened cock. Even through the denim of his jeans, the touch felt like an electric shock, and he edged back in the saddle to press into Dane.
* * * *
By the time they actually reached Jai’s house, he was so hard it was uncomfortable. He forced himself to lock his bike into the garage but as soon as Dane stepped through and into the hallway, he kicked the door shut. Gripping the lapels of Dane’s jacket, he dragged his mate close and kissed him, desperately, hungrily. Dane responded to him, arms around Jai’s waist.
“Sorry,” Jai whispered, stepping away from him, using every bit of will power he had. “I had to—needed to. Dane, please stay with me.”
This time, there was no doubt in Dane’s eyes as he nodded and smiled. A sound from further inside the house made them both glance down the hall. Jai adjusted his jeans, trying—and failing—to hide his arousal,.
“I thought I heard the door open,” Sasha said as they came in. She gave them both a once-over, smiling knowingly, but didn’t comment. “I was going to make spaghetti for tea, but I can fix you something different if you want.”
All through the meal, Jai found himself wishing that it was over so that he could take Dane to bed. Immediately, he felt guilty. Sasha was making an effort, preparing a meal for them, and he felt bad for not appreciating it. Looking across the table, he caught Dane’s eye, seeing that the man looked just as guilty as he felt. It was good to know that Dane was as eager as he. They joined in with Sasha at dinner, listening as she told stories about her brother, laughing with her. Jai enjoyed himself, finding Sasha to be entertaining company. At present, however, he was sidetracked by the scent of arousal from Dane, the thought of later.
After dinner, they made polite conversation and watched TV with her for a while, but Jai caught the heated looks that Dane kept sending his way.
Luckily for them, Sasha took pity on them and announced that she was going to bed since she had to go to work early the next morning. Finally, it was just the two of them and Jai took Dane’s hand in his. Dane had not wanted to go to bed whilst his sister was still up, but now she was in her own room. He led Dane into his bedroom and closed the door.
* * * *
The following morning, Jai came into the kitchen from his run to see Sasha sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal. She was dressed in her work wear of dark trousers and a white shirt, the red name tag pinned onto the shirt pocket. Getting up, she went to pour herself another cup of coffee, offering one to Jai, and sat down again.
“Is Dane still asleep?” she asked.
Jai nodded. “I tried to wake him before I went out, but he just stuck his head under the pillow and went back to sleep.”
As usual, Dane had given him an “Are you insane?” look when he got up at six o’clock and put on his running gear.
“You’re a wolf,” he usually pointed out sleepily. “It keeps you in shape without all this getting up at the crack of dawn shit.”
When Jai had informed him that he
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