Page 24 of Vile Heart

“Oh, fuck off,” Davian growled.

“Then make up your mind and do it fast.” Camren leaned in, those dark eyes filled with a dangerous glint. “You’ve got fifteen minutes.”

“Boyfriend,” Davian snarled through heated skin.

Camren leaned back, grinning. “Clever boy.”

“You think you can just control me.” The words spilled past Davian’s lips before he could stop himself. He clamped his mouth shut.

Camren raised an eyebrow in question. His smirk widened, making Davian grind his teeth in fury. “So that’s what this is about.” The words weren’t more than a whisper, but Davian heard them loud and clear. They cut through his self-esteem and rolled around his stomach. “You’re afraid of me owning you, baby. Of me keeping you in my house, bringing you to school, feeding you, looking after you, satisfying every one of your single fucking needs.” Camren’s hand shot up, long fingers curling around Davian’s neck. He pressed. “That’s what this is about, isn’t it?”

“I’m not afraid of you,” Davian sneered, but the words were half-cut and came out breathless. Camren dipped his gaze until their noses brushed.

“Good. Because it’s not your fear I want. It’s your love. Your devotion. Your every breath, baby. So what do you need from me?”

Davian swallowed. His eyes pricked with unwanted emotion. Camren brushed his nose against his, his breath tickling Davian’s mouth. He smelled sweet, like anise from the shots he’d been taking. “The family business,” he started, mind rattling. “I told you about my plans. I want to expand. I want my family to be safe, and I want it to be in my name, so if ever you don’t want to be with me anymore, I have something in life.”

Camren’s eyes darkened, and Davian thought he was going to refuse. Then he nodded. “Agreed. That’s not much, baby. We’ll think of some more things, once we’ve left and I’ve fucked your perfect ass again.”

Davian’s cock jerked from the filthy promise, and when Camren smirked, he realized the look on his face must have been obvious.

“You like that idea?” He teased.

“Yeah.” Davian reached out and he licked the arrogant curl of Camren’s lips.

“Hmm. Then let’s get the fuck out of here.” He grabbed Davian’s coat from Andry and tossed it at him. “Now.”

“I don’t recall you being that bossy,” Davian commented but put on the coat regardless.

“That’s because before, you and I didn’t fuck. Now, let’s get going.” Wrapping an arm around Davian, Camren let them out of the foyer. When they made their way toward the elevators instead of the exit, Davian hesitated.

“W-where are we going?”

“Up. I need to fuck.”

“What?” Davian spun in Camren’s hold, but he’d already guided them inside the elevator. His lips landed on Davian’s spluttering ones, shutting him up in a husky kiss that had them both panting for more.

Davian moaned when Camren’s hand wrapped around his dick, filling his palm as it lengthened.

“I’m taking you to bed, baby. And then we’ll continue the party. And then, later, when we’re tired, I’ll take you home, to our bed, where you’ll be sleeping for the rest of your life. How does that sound?”

Davian replied with a kiss.

“I’ve never been up here,” Davian said when the elevator finally stopped, eyes wide as he took in the adorned walls and rich, thick carpets.

“Correct. Black Harts get special treatment. This is a private level for us to rest and relax between classes.”

“Why the fuck would you nee—” The rest of Davian’s phrase was cut off when Camren pushed him through a door. A beautifully decorated bedroom came into view. The place itself was filled with antiquities, but it was the bed that caught his flaring eye. Fuck…yes. “Undress yourself and lie on your stomach, baby. Don’t—” Camren snapped when Davian opened his mouth. “Just do what I say.”

Watching Davian give in and obey his command, was as satisfying as seeing all that pearly white skin being revealed. Inch by inch, a blush deepening to perfection. And then Davian positioned himself onto the bed, offering the most perfect view of those curves and that round ass.

“Spread your cheeks for my mouth, baby.”

Davian shuddered, then did as he was told.

Camren, undressed, settled between his legs onto the bed, and lowered his face until he could smell the enticing scent of Davian’s flesh. Tracing a line on his quivering flesh, Camren’s nose teased that rim, inhaling deeply as he moaned against Davian’s hole.

Davian shivered, mewling.

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