Bourbon Affair
A Pentacles of Magick Short Story
ELIZA GAYLE
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Bourbon Affair
Pentacles of Magick Short Story
Copyright © ELIZA GAYLE, 2009
Cover art by Mina Carter
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Jake watched Denn bring the long neck bottle of beer to his lips, lips he imagined every night wrapped around his cock, wet heat driving him wild. He imagined the look on Denn’s face as he pushed his dick past his lips and across his tongue until every inch was buried to the back of his throat. Fuck. The fantasy of that ran through Jake’s head more often than not, leaving him with an ache that went bone deep. Denn’s midnight black hair fell away, exposing his neck when he took a another long pull of the liquid, sucking it down, his adam's apple bobbing with each swallow. Mesmerized, he thought about pressing his lips to that exact spot, scraping his teeth along the tender skin while listening to Denn moan for more. The image was so real he could practically taste him now. Damn! Jake shifted his position again, pushing down on his persistent erection; he wasn't sure how much more of this hell he could take.
Three times a week, Dennison Scott came in to Huey's Tavern just an hour or two before closing and sat at his bar, chatting him up, talking to some of the other regulars and even ordering dinner most nights. They’d become friends, but for Jake it wasn’t that simple. It had been so long since Jake had taken another man, he almost whimpered every time Denn walked through his door.
Tonight he'd ordered the spicy Shrimp Remoulade and an endless supply of beer to cool him down. If he thought he was hot now, huh, if only he could read Jake’s thoughts…they’d both likely combust if the depth of his lust was revealed. More than once he’d imagined them in bed together, bodies entwined, exchanging hot, hard kisses until one of them inevitably begged the other for a good long fucking.
Enough!
Over time he’d gotten to know a bit about the man besides his drink preferences and his hot body. He knew Denn was a witch, anyone local did since he didn't bother to hide it. His family was richer than God, which meant little to Jake, and he spent several days a week volunteering his time to help heal some of the more unusual medical cases in their Parrish. He had no idea if Denn had actually been trained as a medical doctor since he took a holistic approach to his job. He’d heard rumors that his spell casting were second to none that even the local voodoo practitioners didn’t fully comprehend.
Of course there was a lot more to him than rumors that drew Jake to the man. Despite the casual way he dressed and moved, there was an underlying power simmering just beneath the surface that probably served as a warning to any smart man. He apparently was not. Then there were the eyes... On the rare times he caught Denn’s gaze in an unguarded moment, there were a few brief seconds he could have sworn he’d seen desire in those brilliant depths. What he couldn’t get out of his head though were the touches. Every time they shook hands or accidentally brushed against each other, a connection sizzled between them that left behind an ache, a longing for more.
"Hey Jake, can I get one more before you close up the place?" Denn motioned to the empty bottle in his hand.
Jake shook himself free from the fantasies running rampant through his mind and pushed back from the bar. "Sure thing. Oh and don't worry about us closing up, Louis is cleaning the kitchen from dinner and it might be a while before he's ready so feel free to take the time you need to enjoy it."
"Louis really outdid himself tonight with this shrimp, it’s damn good." He scooped another mouthful and Jake admired the pleasure evident on his face. He liked that Denn appreciated the simple things too.
"Indeed he did." Jake handed over another bottle brushing against Denn's hand as he moved. The familiar sizzle stroked his skin and rushed down his spine, sending a shock of pure awareness through Jake that no amount of control could mask. Strong desire assaulted him, threatening to over come any shred of sense he still maintained. Jake dug deep for every ounce of willpower he possessed not to grab hold of the man and not let go. He risked a glance at Denn's face to find the man staring at him intensely.
"You feel it too don't you?"
Jake’s breath hitched caught by surprise that Denn had the same reaction. He nodded.
"Does it make you hard as steel too?"
Jake stilled, shocked by the unexpected words. He watched Denn's gaze boldly rake over him, hesitating at the bulge in his jeans. His cock stirred, heat flooding his body at the implication of Denn’s perusal. Jake’s heart slammed with anticipation as he waited for him to say something else. He needed a sign that this wasn’t some kind of joke. When Denn finished his bold inspection and returned his gaze to Jake, the slight uptilt at the corner of his mouth told him he already had his answer.
"Well—uhh—that's something you don't hear everyday." His words stuttered along with his heart as he fought the sudden overwhelming need to get closer. He’d wanted to get closer for so long, did he dare hope that the moment had arrived? His channel clenched at the thought while his brain flooded him with the image of Denn filling him right here, right now.
"Maybe you should." Denn stretched and stood from the stool, moving close. "We’ve been dancing around this thing between us for a while now, neither one making a move. I think it's way past time. How ‘bout you?" Denn leaned in brushing his lips next to Jake's ear. "Tell me you don't want me and I'll head on home right now and never mention it again."
"I—uhh—" He had no words for this unexpected surprise. Only need and want, which he was certain showed on his face. He'd always been an open book.
Denn rubbed his stubble rough jaw against Jake’s neck and Jake nearly rocketed off the floor from the rough pleasure of it. He’d wanted this for so long he couldn't believe this was really happening. Unable to utter a coherent word with this much desire racing through him, Denn's lips slid against his. He reached to grab onto something to steady himself when the other man's hips pressed against his, their cocks rubbing together between two layers of denim. Jake's mouth opened on a sudden gasp and Denn's tongue slid right in, delving deep. Beer, spice and pure hot male exploded in his senses as he kissed him back, letting himself go, determined to take advantage of everything he could.
Denn's hand reached for Jake's hip pressing them harder together, the friction enough to make Jake think he might come like this, in his pants standing in a bar, if Denn kept touching him.
The kiss continued rough and urgent, neither of them wanting to stop. With a hard rasp of Denn's cock against the sensitive tip of his own, his head fell back on a long low moan. "We—should—uhh—stop."
"Why is that?" He nipped at Jake’s jaw sending another jolt straight to his groin.
Jake jerked and became shaky in the knees. "Because you're going to make me come." And so what if he did? The pressure built and his balls drew up tight against his body. He might look like he had the control of a teenage boy but right now he didn’t care, didn’t want to think beyond the pleasure.
"Then stop."
Jake's head sprang up, his gaze clashing with Denn's. More heat there than he'd ever experienced with anyone. He didn't want to stop. They had to stop. He didn't know what to do.
Denn pulled away, leaving Jake to grab the edge of the stool to keep from falling. Jake burned with relentless need that wasn’t going away no matter how hard he willed it. His ass throbbed for attention as much as his dick and the man in front of him had practically made an offer no sane man would refuse.
"Tonight is our night, there's no doubt, but you're right. Not like this, not here. Come home with me."
Jake didn't need to think twice about it. Something told him the man in front of him was special. He’d actually been getting the message for week. "Yes."
A dazzling smile split Denn's face that melted Jake on the spot. He knew for certain that one time would never be enough and that he would be forever linked to this man after tonight.
"But first let's you and I head on over to Bourbon street for a nightcap, I know just the place."
***
After hours of drinks, talking and what others might consider some scandalous dirty dancing that had whipped them both into a sexual frenzy more than once, they stumbled together from the bar. Jake walked in front of him giving him the perfect opportunity to admire a tight ass encased in denim. Not to mention the hard, muscular legs. He’d spent half the night rubbing against that body thinking about all the things he wanted to do. His mind got especially fertile when Jake had dropped to his knees to pick up a quarter he’d dropped on the floor. Denn’s cock twitched at the memory. With a little more privacy, he’d have been tempted to feed Jake his dick.
Suddenly, Jake tripped on the sidewalk, stumbling for a second before he caught his balance and righted himself once again.
“Good thing I live close by. Neither one of us looks up to a long walk and driving in this condition would be out of the question.”
“You still want me to come home with you?” Jake’s voice and eyes were filled with a surprise Denn didn’t quite understand.
“You did agree to come with me tonight, have you changed your mind?” Denn wouldn’t admit to the disappointment that eased through him if Jake were to refuse. No, he had felt how turned on Jake got just from watching him, he didn’t doubt he would get his way and Jake would be in his bed tonight.
“Well—uh—no but it’ll be dawn in an hour or so.”
“Do you have somewhere you have to be this morning?” He looked back at Jake expectantly, hoping for more time.
“No.”
“Then it’s settled and my place is only about a block from here, so let’s go.”
They walked in silence for a couple of minutes as Denn considered how he wanted this to go. He’d actually been thinking about it for a while now and tonight the moment had finally seemed right. He’d been horny long before he’d even arrived at Huey’s and watching Jake stumble around through his own arousal had fueled the already stoked fire within. He’d fought the attraction for some time because he considered it a fluke and more than a minor complication, but as he’d gotten to know the man he’d become much more than a beautiful, hard body in a tight pair of blue jeans.
As he approached the front of his home Denn reveled in the current of earth magick surrounding the beautiful old building. Finding this house had been an amazing stroke of luck. Remodeling it on the other hand… He sucked in a deep breath and sent out a tendril of power to wind around the house, checking for a breach. While some days the house felt like a money pit, it was his money pit and he wanted to keep it. So he’d gotten really creative with some protection spells to make sure no one he didn’t want in got past the front entrance. When he was satisfied there was no breach he let loose a sigh of relief and pushed his key into the locked gate at the front of the courtyard. His big brother had warned him to stay on guard for trouble. It seemed Graelen and his new girlfriend had stirred up trouble with their uncle, who couldn’t be trusted not to retaliate.
Familiar resentment welled inside Denn. Having to leave his brothers behind because of an age-old prophecy had been hard enough without the complication of an uncle determined to eradicate them. Denn shook his head. Old family feuds and ancient magick did not mix well at all. He had a sinking feeling his years of semi peace here in New Orleans were about to come to an end.
Jake stopped next to him, bumping his hip and looking up at the structure. “This is your place?”
Denn opened the gate and stood back to follow Jake’s gaze. The regal three-story home was an architectural wonder and one of Denn’s favorite things about New Orleans. He’d been thrilled to get it when he’d moved to the city and it had quickly become his refuge and comfort. “Home sweet home. You like?”
“It’s not what I expected.”
“What did you expect? A run down bachelor pad?” Jake looked at him, a softness in his gaze.
“I—I don’t know. Something modern maybe.”
“Nah, I’m an architectural geek and the French design drew me to this part of the country.”
“That’s right. I think I heard something about your family being from up north.”
“Yes.” Denn didn’t want to say more, he didn’t want to get lost again in thoughts of family, prophecies or the danger he lived with every day. No, tonight he wanted to focus on Jake. A man who’d drawn him unexpectedly and someone he sensed would be important for a very long time. Despite the foretelling of his future that his older brother Graelen continued to badger him about, he saw in Jake much more than one night of fucking. Although he really needed to get to that part soon since his dick had been throbbing for release for far too long.
He opened the front door and ushered Jake inside, grateful that it was too dark to see much. He would explore his home through Jake’s eyes tomorrow but first he wanted to explore Jake minus any more distractions. Without a word he led the way up two flights of stairs to the master suite. When they’d barely crossed the threshold he whipped around and pulled Jake against him.
“I can’t take it anymore, you’ve teased me for too long and got me harder than I’ve ever been in my life,” Denn growled. His hands cupped Jake’s ass and ground the other man’s hips against his own but it wasn’t enough, he needed skin. Denn pushed him away and drew in a sharp ragged breath, searching unsuccessfully for his control. “Get undressed.”
Jake grinned at him. “I’d be happy to.”
Mmm, he liked that response. In fact his eagerness gave him some wicked ideas for the future. It would be fun to find out if Jake had a taste for something darker, like being bound and at his mercy. Jake’s cock bounced against his stomach as he dragged the jeans from his hips. Commando. He liked that too. With the sight before him, Denn filed away thoughts of the future and his dominant needs for another time because tonight would be an exploration and he wanted Jake to touch him just as much he wanted to touch.
Denn ripped at the waistband of his jeans, anxious to be free of the clothes between them. When he’d finally tossed away the last of his clothes he looked up to see Jake standing naked, waiting for him, his incredible cock hard and jutting out from his body. In the fading moonlight shining into the room, Denn spied the glistening wetness at the blunt tip tempting him. He’d never tasted another man before and the thought that Jake would be the first made the moment even more special.
Jake’s hand crept toward his erection with a pleading look in his eyes. Denn nodded, too choked up for words. He swallowed. Hard. A large, warm hand encircled him and applied firm pressure just like he preferred, forcing a needy groan from within. “Damn, Jake. You’re killing my control.” He grabbed Jake around his waist and yanked him close. “I’m not sure I’m going to be able to take the time we both need.”
“You think I care? I don’t,” Jake said.
Denn took Jake with a demanding kiss. He pushed his way into Jake’s mouth until their tongues tangled mercilessly. Every hot lick made Denn grind his cock against Jake’s lower belly. Warm, smooth skin and Jake’s eagerness eroded more of his control.
Denn forced his focus up to Jake’s eyes. “Fuck, I really want you.”
“Just take me. We can go slow next time.”
Denn had to bite back a whimper at his words and he swore his cock grew bigger. He bit at Jake’s kiss swollen lips while his hands roamed every naked inch of skin he could. “On the bed.” His demand was simple and necessary to give himself a moment to get his traitorous body under control. Never before had he not been able to wait. He sucked in an unsteady breath and counted to ten.
He listened while Jake moved around him, heard the tell tale signs of his mattress dipping and the shuffling of blankets. When he made the mistake of looking too soon, his stomach clenched and the last of his control snapped.
The man was on his hands and knees arranging the bed, his tight ass muscles flexing as he moved. The sight was more than any man could bear, no one would be able to control himself with that view. He could already feel Jake’s tight body squeezing around him and his cock pulsed with excitement. Fuck.
He barely remembered to grab a bottle of lube from the dresser drawer. Thank the Goddess he did. Denn approached the bed in three quick strides and touched his hand to the bare ass presented in front of him. When Jake shot forward in surprise, Denn smiled at the fun they would have together.
“Jesus Denn.” Denn may have startled him but that wasn’t what had his breath coming out in ragged gasps or his cock bobbing in front of him. Jake was as horny and desperate as he was and Denn couldn’t wait to have him.
While opening the bottle of oil and coating his dick generously Denn couldn’t help but notice that Jake had remained on his hands and knees, watching him with those soft lust filled eyes. Bedroom eyes that never failed to invite and sure as hell encouraged him. Denn crawled onto the bed with him, leaning forward and scraping gently at Jake’s lower back with his teeth and tongue. At some point tonight he planned to touch and learn every inch of him.
Jake shivered and goose bumps erupted across his skin. “Mmm…”
Denn couldn’t resist reaching around and squeezing Jake’s shaft from base to tip, feeling the pre cum slide through his fingers. Oh yes, very soon he would find out first hand what Jake felt like hard and stiff in his mouth. Being in charge didn’t mean he didn’t like giving head. Quite the opposite. From his knees he could watch Jake slowly lose control as he sucked his shaft deep to his throat. He’d tease and lick until Jake begged for him to do it harder.
When Jake pushed back against him, Denn sensed he needed more so he slid his slickened free hand through the crease of Jake’s ass and pressed against his opening with just the tip of a finger. He understood the feeling well as he’d been fighting the urge of desperation that had him ready to crawl out of his own skin. The magick didn’t help. Jake raised his power and with it came even more aggression and lust.
“Yes, please. Do it, Denn. Fuck me.” Jake took one hand and spread his buttocks in a clear invitation.
Denn closed his eyes and attempted to breathe through the pleasure those two words gave him. The view was fucking amazing and if Jake begged him again he was going to spill his cum like a little boy with no control. Damn. Pushing the tip of his finger inside he opened his eyes on the low moan that fell from his lover’s lips and watched Jake push back on him for more.
He added a second finger to the first and watched him stretch wider taking both fingers with ease. He kept his other hand busy with strokes over Jake’s swelling cock and his moans grew louder as his orgasm became imminent.
“Please, Denn. I want you inside me when I come and I can’t hold off much longer. Hurry.”
That was all the encouragement Denn needed as he replaced his fingers with the broad tip of his cock. Poised at the entrance he looked at the flushed and sweaty back of Jake and longed to see his face. He wanted to see Jake’s gorgeous eyes when he entered him, watch the emotion and desire. “Look at me.”
Jake immediately twisted his head and did as Denn asked and he’d been right about the desperate longing and need pouring out of him. He wanted to kiss Jake, to feel their tongues angled against one another as the fucked but the position they were in made it impossible. Something he would make up for later. With Jake watching him and his other hand still moving against his erect flesh, Denn eased his cock to the snug hole where he paused. “Relax for me now,” he encouraged. He pushed firmly to the tight ring, stopping only long enough for both of them to take a deep breath before he bore down harder and slid deep inside. Only when he was fully seated and his hips were flush against the man’s ass, did he take a breath.
Fierce pleasure ripped through Denn. Holy fucking hell. This… Oh Goddess. This was so much more than he’d expected. Jake clenched and Denn swore the world went black for a second. He gritted his teeth and pulled all the way out, groaned and tunneled his way back in again. He reared back and watched himself withdraw and slide back in again. Over and over he repeated the move, his mind practically numb with the incredible vision in front of him.
“Oh Goddess.” Power crawled up Denn’s spine. “Too fucking good,” he panted. He needed to move and move now. Denn tried grinding against Jake’s backside to ease the clawing need to no avail.
As if sensing Denn’s struggles, Jake lifted his head and pushed back much harder than Denn dared try. Taking the hint, he sped up and let loose of the tight grip he held back on.
“Yes, that’s it. Make me come. Please,” Jake panted.
Denn dug into Jake’s hips. If his lover wanted it hard then that’s what he would get. His hips jerked and his pace quickened until he pounded into Jake with powerful force.
“Yes. Yes!” Jake shouted. He spread his knees and opened up his ass even more.
“Fuck yeah, baby.” He didn’t have much time before he lost it. Denn grabbed Jake’s shoulder and dug as deep as their bodies would allow. A few seconds later, Jake’s passage contracted, robbing him of his sanity and giving the only warning he’d succumbed.
On a long groan, a violent shudder coursed through Jake as he came, sending a vibration throughout Denn as well. Ejaculate covered his hand as Denn stroked him through his release, jerking his own hips in short and shallow strokes. The near strangling clamps on his dick were his undoing as fire raced down his spine and into his balls. Crackles of energy burst over his skin as his magick surged, flinging them both off the precipice.
“Oh fuck.” Denn’s fingers dug into Jake’s hips, his back arched and his body tingled in near pain from the magick until it curled into pleasure and jetted from his body in orgasm. He gasped for air as his body melted across Jake’s shuddering back. The intense earth magick had hit him as well, sending him into an unbelievable second orgasm, something Denn had not expected.
When he slid from Jake’s body he pulled him into a tight embrace, fitting their bodies together on the bed. For long minutes they fought for breath, neither saying a word.
“Holy hell what was that and can we do it again?”
Denn smiled and let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he hadn’t scared the man half to death. He hadn’t warned Jake because he’d never once known his magick to rage that far out of control during sex.
“I don’t know how much you know about my family and what we’re capable of. We don’t exactly go around advertising we’re witches or anything. Although we’re not stupid, people talk.” He curled his hand around Jake’s shoulder and leaned in to brush his lips across a small scar there.
“Yeah, you’re right about that. People in N’awlins talk non-stop. Doesn’t mean it ain’t true or worth stirring up shit over. I figure your family has a right to privacy. But…”
Denn furrowed his brow. Why was there always a fucking but?
“I can’t say I understand your power, but damn that was hot. I wasn’t kidding about the again part you know.”
Denn grinned against Jake’s back. “My magick must like you. I’ve never seen that before.” A warm feeling seeped into Denn’s chest at the connection he felt with this man, something he didn’t want to end.
“I like you too, Denn.” Jake’s voice had grown quiet and a little hoarse as he spoke the words. A real sense of contentment that had been missing for more years than he wanted to consider settled over him as he wrapped his arms tighter around Jake’s waist.
“Thanks for coming home with me.” He paused for a heartbeat. “I think you should stay.”
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Force of Magick
BY ELIZA GAYLE
Dennison Scott is destined to succumb to his dark magick unless he finds and takes his empathic mate, a female born into the prophecy. But this earth witch has already forged a bond with his current lover, Jake that he has no intention of breaking. Curse or no curse.
When both Denn and Jake begin to fantasize about a dark-haired witch, the real trouble begins.
Raven is a witch and a bounty hunter willing to sell her power to the highest bidder, even the enemy. Until she tried to kill one of the Scott twins which left her on the brink of death. Now with her magick bound and captive to two men, she is more vulnerable than ever and she has to decide whether to trust in the impossible or fight for the life she thought she was destined for.
Chapter One
Raven’s back bowed up and away from the bed as she fought desperately against her restraints. Cries of anguish tore from her mouth as Denn watched her helplessly. Night after night she’d suffered nightmares to the point he had to restrain her for fear she might hurt herself. She should have awakened by now. Physically her body was ready, but something—some mental anguish, he would guess—kept her asleep.
“She’s at it again, huh?” Jake’s smooth voice at his ear startled him from his thoughts.
“Yes, and I don’t know what more I can do for her. It’s frustrating as hell.”
“You’ve done a lot already, as much as you can. I assume even a witch as powerful as the great Dennison Scott has some limits that only nature can resolve.”
Denn smiled at Jake’s words. The man had a way of knowing exactly what he was thinking. “There’s something about her.”
“I can see that. You’ve been walking around here for days trying to hide the hard-on in your pants every time you come from this room.”
“Don’t be crass, Jake. She’s been ill, and I’m doing all I can to heal her. Besides, it’s not as if I’m going to forget she almost killed my brother.”
Jake shrugged. “Yeah that’s true, but some things you can’t control. You’ve learned that lesson by now.”
“Don’t go looking for something that isn’t there, Jake.”
“You’re just lying to yourself now. She fucking turns you on and you know it.” The hard edge to his words surprised Denn.
“Not jealous, are you?”
“Fuck you,” Jake snarled.
“Anytime.”
“Look whose being crass now. Not to mention defensive. Exactly how attracted to her are you?”
Denn sighed, letting his shoulders relax. He didn’t want to think about Jake’s words and what they meant. His concern for the witch only stemmed from the fact that her condition hadn’t improved by much. She fluctuated day to day. Most days when he looked in on her, her color would be improved and her body shifted restlessly as if she was trying to wake up, but then by the time he got through with a physical exam she’d be still and pale, looking worse than before he started. He didn’t get it. However, these fluctuations were all good reasons to explain the amount of time he spent with her on a day-to-day basis. Simple as that.
“I’m just concerned about her, Jake. She should be awake by now. I’m not going to deny that being near her, touching her stirs something inside me every time I touch her, but it’s not a big deal. I mean, look at her. She’s a beautiful woman and I’m not completely immune to that fact.”
“Uh huh. Not a big deal. Gotcha.”
Denn gave the witch on the bed one last glance before turning to look at Jake. They were about the same height, but the similarities between them stopped there. Where he was dark haired with a fair complexion, Jake had sun lightened brown hair and tanned skin. They both worked out in the gym together nearly everyday, but Jake was a runner. He left the house each morning at the crack of dawn for a long run alone through the French quarter. Denn understood Jake’s need for solace. New Orleans was an exciting city that buzzed constantly with energy that pulled people in every direction. In the early morning hours Jake could find a quiet peace within the city he dearly loved. What Jake didn’t realize was the energy he exuded when he returned. It crackled across his aura and urged Denn to partake.
“You really do sound jealous, Jake.” Denn stepped closer as he watched the spark of anger in Jake’s eyes. His lover didn’t enjoy being called on his emotions, and Denn couldn’t resist pushing his buttons every chance he got. A riled up Jake fresh from a run came with some incredible benefits.
“Stop doing that, Denn, you know it pisses me off.”
“Stop doing what?” He took another step closer, bringing their bodies mere inches away from each other. Sexual energy radiated off of Jake, making his own dick even harder, if that was possible. Jake was right about one thing, touching the witch gave him a raging hard-on that he desperately needed to ease.
“You are such a bastard, Denn.”
“Yeah, and you love every minute of it, don’t you?” He reached down and cupped Jake’s hard cock through the flimsy material of his jogging shorts. He rubbed the silky material along the sensitive underside of Jake’s shaft until his eyes rolled back in his head. “It’s not like you could hide anything in these pants if you wanted to.”
Jake groaned as he leaned his head back against the doorframe. Goddess, how he loved watching Jake’s reactions every time he touched him. It had taken them a long time to get to this point. Prior to meeting, neither had taken a man as a lover, and they’d fought the natural attraction between them as long as they could until one night, alone here in his house after a night of partying on Bourbon Street, they’d devoured each other in the wildest, shred the sheets on the bad, tear the house apart night of sex Denn had ever experienced. Amazingly they had both woke the next day with no regrets and had shared the same bed every night since. A fact he hadn’t yet shared with his brothers, who thought he lived alone. Even Cash hadn’t slowed down long enough to realize how close he and Jake were, and now with Raven here fucking with his body he didn’t know what to think. The woman had tried to kill his older brother so the attraction he felt messed with his head even more.
He still needed Jake, and his body was screaming for him now, but something about the damn witch drew him as well, and Jake knew it. He needed to forget her right now and concentrate on Jake.
Denn stripped his lover of his shorts causing Jake’s dick to pulse against his hand. With his clothing gone, the man looked like a golden warrior with his thick length jutting out proudly, and damned if he didn’t want a taste.
Denn slipped to his knees while his hands roamed Jake’s hips and buttocks, before cupping his ball sac with a tight squeeze. The groan from Jake rumbled through his chest and spurred him to keep going. Denn slipped his hand between Jake’s ass cheeks, taking a slow leisure path until he found the tight, sensitive hole he sought and tapped lightly against it, knowing he would drive the other man crazy.
“Denn, please,” he pleaded. At the husky, need filled tone of Jake’s voice, he smiled, a deep and dark satisfaction running through him. He might know that Raven attracted him, but he also knew the connection between he and Jake couldn’t be broken. With his ability to sense exactly what Jake needed and his lover’s open mind, the two of them couldn’t be more right for each other.
Grasping the base of Jake’s cock, he guided it to his open and eager mouth, anticipating the smooth skin and musky flavor unique to him. He sucked the tip inside, swiping his tongue to gather the pre-cum already leaking. Jake’s taste exploded on his tongue, causing his own dick to tighten and expand to an almost painful pressure. He needed Jake’s hand or mouth or…hell, he just needed to bend the man over and fuck him. Jake was a little jealous of the witch and Denn felt the overwhelming urge to show him what was what in his house. His long dormant Dominant side roared to life as he sucked at Jake’s shaft aggressively, taking him to the back of his throat and swallowing until he thought Jake might burst or collapse. Nothing pleased him more than watching Jake come apart, giving up all of his control.
“Oh, oh—yes, yes," Jake’s cries of pleasure gave him little warning before the hot streams of cum exploded in his mouth. Denn didn’t stop, sucking every last drop of fluid from his cock and then some. When Jake began to soften and tried to pull away, Denn gripped him tighter and held him fast, continuing to work his mouth along the thick length, until Jake writhed and moaned in what Denn expected was a mass confusion between agony and pleasure.
Satisfied with Jake’s reactions, Denn slid his mouth off his cock with a loud pop and stood, watching Jake’s body relax and loosen.
“My turn now.” Jake didn’t ask, just told him, which rubbed Denn the wrong way. Jake started to slide down to his knees and Denn stopped him.
“No, Jake.” His simple reply brought Jake up short as they locked gazes. Emotion swirled between them, thick and sweet, calling out to Denn’s magick. He didn’t tamp it down like he usually tried to, but instead let it flow between them. Dark, fluid. Jake’s eyes widened in surprise, as he too must have sensed the change.
“What do you want, Denn?” Jake’s voice came out thick and gravelly, pulling at Denn’s groin. He hauled Jake into his embrace and nudged his head to the side, giving him full access to the flesh of Jake's neck and shoulder. He bit at the skin, working his way up to Jake’s ear, listening to the murmurs the man made.
“I’m going to fuck you.” Denn unbuttoned his jeans, releasing his erection. He grabbed it with a tight fist, stroking up and down, watching Jake’s gaze travel down to watch. Jake’s tongue peeked out and licked his lips while he stared at Denn’s hand. “Is that what you want?” Not that it mattered at this point. Denn would have his way.
“Yes.” Jake’s answer came out breathlessly.
“Turn and face the wall.” Jake obediently turned as Denn reached inside the dresser drawer for the lube he kept with all of his medicinal supplies in this room. He ran his fingers against Jake’s taut, muscled ass. The man really did work his body hard everyday to keep it looking this perfect and he intended to spend every moment he could admiring it. Letting him go, Denn put a generous amount of lube into his hand, spreading a thick layer onto his cock. Denn had to bite back a groan and fight for control so as not to come on the floor. He was so turned on he didn’t think he could last long. It was always like this when he touched Jake. Intense. Breathless. Overwhelming.
“Spread your legs some more, baby.”
Jake did as he was told, sliding his hands up the wall and spreading those long, lean legs shoulder width apart. Denn guided his dick in between Jake’s cheeks, pressing lightly against his opening at first. When Jake's forehead hit the wall and his ass reared back oh so slightly, Denn pushed inside him slow and deep.
Jake sucked in a ragged breath and Denn smiled, pleased with his reactions. When he was buried to the hilt, he leaned forward to lick and bite at the back of Jake’s neck.
“Tell me, baby, tell me what you want.” He loved hearing Jake say the words.
“Fuck me, Denn, fuck me hard.”
The final tether holding back Denn’s magick broke free, bathing them both in a powerful mixture of dark magick and lust. He pulled back, pausing only for a second before thrusting back inside. He pumped a few more times, loving the tight squeeze of his lover’s body. He wanted to spend the whole day just like this, fucking Jake until he collapsed. His body had other ideas. He felt the cum rising when his balls tightened. Jake fisted his hands and pounded on the wall seconds before shouted out and came. His body gripped Denn tighter, leaving him no choice but to succumb. He sank to the hilt and let loose with his own release on a ragged groan.
Collapsing against Jake, Denn laid his head on his lover’s back. “Good Goddess, but you kill me.”
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Eliza Gayle lives a life full of sexy shapeshifters, blood boiling vamps and a dark desire for bondage…until she steps away from her computer and has to tend to her family.
She graduated Magna Cum Laude (which her husband translated into something very naughty) from Park University with a dual degree in Human Resource Management and Sociology. That education, a love of the metaphysical and a dirty mind comes in handy when she sits down to create new characters and worlds. The trick is getting her to sit still.
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