Page 110 of Shadows in Bloom

“Are you agreeing, Tiger?” Why did that please him so much? “Guess your brother isn’t the only groupie in the family.”

“What?” Nikita blinked. “No, I?—”

“Don’t think I’m hotter than Saint?”

“Oh, you’re definitely hotter than—” He slapped his hands over his mouth.

Ledger had been trying to play the role of nice guy. It wasn’t his fault Niki hadn’t gone along with the act. “Never mind about the sparing. Come here.”

Nikita’s expression turned suspicious, which was better than that defeated look he’d worn before, but still not what Ledger was after. “Why?”

He stared him down until Niki finally gave in and approached.

When he was close enough to reach for, Ledger’s arm shot out and he captured him around the back of his neck, yanking him in the rest of the way. His mouth crashed down on his, tongue already pushing forward, spearing through his full lips when they parted on a gasp.

Their second kiss was more aggressive than the first, now that Ledger had fully made up his mind. If Nikita was going to insist on throwing his life away, he was going to oblige.

By taking it.

CHAPTER 4

Nikita hadn’t so much as flinched when Ledger had threatened to hit him, but now he was shaking in Ledger’s hold. It was obvious he’d surprised him, but that didn’t stop Ledger from deepening the kiss, twirling his intruding tongue around Niki’s before he nipped at his bottom lip.

The move irritated the already open wound there, and Nikita swore and pulled back slightly, caught up in Ledger’s arms quickly to stop his retreat. Instead of getting angry, Ledger found himself laughing, enticed by the sudden flash of anger that passed over the other man’s features before settling back into that enigmatic expression.

That wouldn’t do.

Ledger spun him around, capturing him against his chest before taking them both down to the ground. Their knees hit the mat and he widened his legs to fit Nikita snuggly against him, pinning them together, front to back.

“What are you doing?” Nikita gasped when Ledger’s mouth landed on the side of his neck and sucked, his hips jutting forward mindlessly.

He tightened one arm around Nikita’s waist to keep him in place, his other hand landing on the button of his jeans. It popped loose and he undid the zipper, laughing again the moment when Nikita seemed to notice what was happening and started to twist in his hold.

“You said you were going to die either way, remember?” Ledger reminded, slipping his hand beneath the waistband of Nikita’s boxers, making contact with his semi-hard dick. He cupped him, testing his weight as he spoke. “If that’s the case, what’s it matter what I do with you before that? You were going to let me in before.”

Nikita grabbed Ledger’s wrist, but he hesitated after that, seemingly not knowing what he wanted himself. It was easy to help him make a decision, Ledger’s palming him a bit until he was at full mast, the head of his dick poking up out of his underwear.

Ledger pulled him tighter against him, wrapping his hand around his base and giving a squeeze that had Nikita squirming. He chuckled and leaned in, sniffing at the side of his neck to take in that sweet smell, something floral and decadent.

“You smell really good, Niki,” he drawled, tongue darting out to lick at his pulse point before he grew more daring and nipped at his earlobe. “Taste good, too.”

“I thought you changed your mind?” He struggled against him, but Ledger’s arm kept him close to his chest. “Why are you—” Nikita gasped, head dropping back against Ledger’s shoulder when his dick was given a solid pump.

“You’re burning up for me,” Ledger noted. “I think you know exactly what I plan on doing.” He let go of his dick long enough to grab onto the end of his shirt and lift it, stuffing the material into Nikita’s mouth. “Hold onto that; you won’t like the consequences if you don’t do as you’re told.”

He’d expected a little pushback, but Nikita merely shook his head slightly and clung to his arms.

Even he thought he’d gone from zero to one hundred, but it was too late for Ledger to control himself now. He couldn’t recall the last time he wanted someone this badly, to the point that picturing bending Nikita over and thrusting his cock into him right then and there had him harder than he’d ever been. Something told him the other guy probably wouldn’t protest too much, definitely wouldn’t try to stop him, but Ledger didn’t want to hurt him.

Fortunately for the both of them, they had all night to take their time.

Ledger’s fingers trailed down the center of Niki’s chest, past his navel and lower. “You’ve got such nice skin, anyone ever tell you that? Aside from all the bruising. Funnily enough, I’m not into that look. Typically, I don’t mind a little rough foreplay, but this…This bothers me. Maybe because I didn’t put the marks there myself?”

It was obviously a rhetorical question, considering the other guy couldn’t respond without dropping the shirt. The more he thought about it, though, the more that seemed like the most likely explanation.

Ledge was used to dirty sex. Quickies in bar bathrooms when he had an itch to scratch but didn’t want to waste time. Drawn-out play sessions at his brother’s club when it tickled his fancy. Bells and whistles weren’t really his thing either; toys and handcuffs were fun every now and again, but he preferred to get things done with his hands, to feel his lover out.

He tugged lightly on the short hairs above Nikita’s dick, groaning somewhat when that had the man in his arms jolting slightly. A bead of precome slipped past his slit, plopping onto the mat between their spread thighs, and Ledger watched as the rosy head of Nikita’s member flushed an even brighter shade of pink.

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