Page 10 of Vile Heart

Had Davian fucked her? Either way, she was going to pay for it. The dance floor turned into a wave of grinding hips that all blurred to the background as Camren stared at Davian, who tried to pull himself free from his girlfriend’s hold. She tilted her head back and laughed, tightening her grip around his hips possessively, grinding into him. “The bitch. He always was too gentle,” he growled.

“Perhaps we need to remind your man to go where he has been summoned.”

“Perhaps we should.” A plan formed in Camren’s devious mind. “Andry, I need you to go to the sports wing. I’ll be texting you the details in a minute, but in the meantime, make sure to keep everyone out there.”

“Of course.” The large man finished his drink and planted the glass back on the bar. They watched as two more of her friends joined in, and then the little group swayed to the beat, leaving Davian dancing by himself.

“Enough.” Camren marched onto the dance floor, ignoring how tens of red hearts fluttered as they watched him pass. His arm snaked around Davian's waist, who stood with his back to him, and he pressed their bodies close.

Davian jerked in surprise, and Camren tightened his hold as he rocked their hips together. Spreading his fingers, he let them rest on Davian’s lower stomach, teasingly close.

The girls gasped. Galya glared at him, and he smirked back and pressed his mouth against Davian’s soft hair, inhaling greedily. Fuck yeah, this was his.

“Cam,” Davian struggled to free himself.

“Ssshh,” Camren’s lips slid to Davian’s ear. “You don’t want to make a scene, now do you? Because I can promise you, if you want one, I can give it to you.”

Using his hand to keep them close, he led Davian’s rigid body to loosen up and move to the rhythm of the music. Slow circlesdrawn by their hips, Camren’s mouth hot on Davian’s temple. That scorching, flushed skin his lips caressed drew to him like candy.

Slowly, Davian’s movements started to match his, and Camren could use his fingers to discover other parts of the guy who used to be his best friend. The curve of his waist was strange, yet familiar, and his fingertips easily found their way under the white shirt Davian wore under the crimson red blazer. Here too, his skin felt hot.

“Stop.” Davian’s breath was ragged, his tone void of its earlier sharpness. The tender flesh of his throat pulsed when Camren pressed his lips against it, inhaling his woodsy scent.

“No,” he growled, then dug his nails into the skin of Davian’s stomach.

Davian jerked back against his chest, ass cheeks offering the perfect place for Camren’s dick to rub against. Davian’s confusion created licks of fire in his groin, making him hard as fuck.

“People are watching.”

“Of course they are. So, your girlfriend…” Camren pressed his lips against Davian’s temple, not enough for it to be a kiss but enough for it to stake a claim. Despite Davian’s protests. “Does she know about your current situation?” Suddenly he spun Davian around until they were facing each other, hands slotting around the other man’s waist and pressing their groins together.

Fuckkk…Camren inwardly groaned. Davian was hard too.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’m glad you didn’t tell her.” Camren brushed a blond strand out of Davian’s face, making the other man flinch. “That it’s just me you’ve reached out to. Really, fucking glad. You knew I’d come, didn’t you?”

“Cam…” Davian looked away.

“Yes, baby?” Camren crooned, making their cocks throb against each other. “Tell me, that was your intention of coming out here tonight, wasn’t it? Tell me what happened.”

“Fuck you,” Davian growled.

Camren’s hand slid down over the curve of Davian’s abs, rounding the shape of his hips until he reached back to his ass. He squeezed, making Davian hiss and his cock jolt. “We haven’t quite gotten to that part yet.” He smiled sweetly. “But if you want, I can show you what’s on the menu for tonight?”

“No!” This time Davian managed to push him away, teeth bared and blue eyes wide with anger and fear. That same fear that had ruined everything for them, and Camren would be damned if it would ruin their future. Yanking on Davian’s hand, he pulled him in, his lips nipping at Davian’s hot ear shell.

“Remember, you don’t want to make a scene. Now, be a good boy and head to my favorite place. If you’re not there in five minutes, I’ll hunt you down and bring you there myself.” He jutted his chin toward the gaping crowd. “And I’ll let them all watch. Every. Single. One of them.”

Davian’s cheeks blushed and his eyes spat fire. But his lips…those kissable lips…they trembled. “You wouldn’t.”

“Perhaps,” Camren grinned, clenching a hand around Davian’s cheeks and pressing tight. “But are you willing to take the risk?”

Davian glared back at him, then shrugged himself free and disappeared into the darkness.

Camren watched him leave. Soon…He dragged his gaze away. ”Galya.”

The ginger-haired girl gave him a reluctant nod.

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