Cowboy Gangster 03 - Outlaws of Love (23 page)

“Angel…” Dane sighed.

“And why didn’t you tell us why Gabe called?” Angel turned his anger on him. “I mean, I could have taken him somewhere else until Clint did…whatever the fuck he came here to do, and left. Axel was having a good time, and now…” He shook his head, eyes shimmering.

“I said I was sorry,” Dane returned quietly. He understood Angel’s anger. The boy wore his heart on his sleeve and he hurt easily –for others as well as himself. “Like I said, I was hoping to avoid a confrontation. I didn’t want Axel to see him here at all.”

“Why would Clint leave him?” Maddy asked. “I mean, after he gave him the puppy, and his belt buckle…I don’t get it.”

Dane exhaled slowly. “I think it’s more complicated than we know. Clint lives a hard life.” He looked at Angel. “And I think we need to take that into consideration before we simply assume he’s a cold-hearted bastard.”

“I didn’t…” Angel swallowed thickly. “…Say that. I know he cared about Axel.” Tears formed, filling his eyes. “I just don’t understand why he would hurt Axel this way.”

It didn’t entirely make sense to Dane, either, why Clint wouldn’t talk to Axel and tell him what was really going on. Explain that he was trying to keep him safe. It seemed like it would make it a whole hell of a lot easier on Axel’s heart if he knew Clint hadn’t simply “dumped” him.

“I don’t understand it, either, babe,” Dane said quietly. He turned and watched Clint and Gavin. The cowboy’s eyes flickered to Axel every few minutes. Dane’s gaze shifted to Axel as well, who stood alone a few yards away, his back to Clint and facing the stage…eyes on Zoe. Clint wasn’t stupid –or blind. Was he picking up on the fact that the girl was making a play for Axel?

Maybe it’s good if he does see it. Nothing like a little jealousy to get a man’s heart back in the right place.

Dane looked at Clint; tight face, rigid stance. Sudden uncertainty crept in.

Or drive him away entirely.

♦

“There was regular at the Grotto,” Gavin was saying. “He favored me because I was…” A sick look pinched his face. “…Fresh. I hadn’t been there long, wasn’t as
tainted
as the other boys, I guess. He hung out a lot with a guy named Ryder, and there was a third guy, too, at times. His name could’ve been Tucker, I can’t remember.”

Clint was trying to focus his full attention on what Gavin was telling him –after all, this was why he’d come here, wasn’t it? For information? Yet Axel’s presence pulled at him like a powerful magnet. And that
kiss
he witnessed had his head pounding and spinning. It didn’t matter that it was a simple kiss on the cheek –her
lips
had
touched
him. And now Clint was having a problem cooling the burning heat in his blood.

You wanted him to let you go and move on. He clearly likes this girl –so what’s your fucking issue?

The lingering sensation of Axel’s cheek beneath
his
lips. That was the issue. He couldn’t make it go away, couldn’t banish the memories of how it felt to touch Axel…hold him. And despite what he told himself he wanted –the thought of another’s arms wrapped around the kid, another’s lips kissing him…it drove Clint mad.

You need to get a fucking grip. You ended it –it’s over. Accept it.

He cleared his throat and focused on Gavin. “Do you know this guy’s name? The one who favored you?”

Gavin shifted with unease and nodded. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “Chad. I remember because he…” Gavin grimaced. “…He liked me shout out his name when he was…fucking me.”

“His age?”

Gavin shrugged. “Early to mid-twenties, maybe. A little younger than that Ryder guy, I think.”

“Okay,” Clint nodded. “I’ll start with him.” He looked at the boy then cupped his head. “Take comfort that you never have to go back to that shithole. The Phoenix boys will take good care of you.” His lips quirked. “Especially that Tommy kid.”

Gavin groaned and rolled his eyes, but a smile stretched across his face. “God. He’s relentless.” He looked at Clint thoughtfully. “Did something happen with you and Axel? He seemed upset when he saw you.”

Clint raked his hair and released a hard breath. “It’s complicated,” he mumbled.

“Too complicated to…fix?” Gavin wondered.

His eyes drifted to Axel, Clint’s heart curled in on itself. “Yeah,” he whispered.

Gavin stared at him. “You don’t
really
believe that, do you?”

Did he? The vision of the girl kissing Axel’s cheek…touching his hair…and Axel taking it all in without any visible objection –maybe he
did
believe it.

“Thanks for the help,” he murmured without answering Gavin’s question. “I’ll go pay
Chad
a little visit.”

♦

Kane wasn’t sure just how or when they ended up in the shower, the details were lost in a sexual haze. The steaming spray needled Kane’s back as he shoved Cochise against the shower wall and kissed him hard. The man grabbed his hips, intent on repositioning them, but Kane resisted and pinned the Egyptian to the slick tiles. “Stay,” Kane ordered as if speaking to one of his canine patients.

The man stared back, eyes intense and boring into him. But he obeyed.

“We have plenty of time,” Kane spoke low and pushed his wet body against Cochise’s solid frame. His lips traveled the line of the man’s jaw. “No need to rush.” A concoction of tremors and tingles rippled through Kane when Cochise arched his hips just a fraction, nudging him with his rock hard erection. Kane responded and rolled his hips firmly against the Egyptian’s crotch, rubbing cocks. He slid his hands up the sides of Cochise’s strong neck, his fingers slipping into his wet hair as he plucked kisses from the man’s lips. “You have an incredible body,” Kane panted softly and moved his hips in a slow, circular motion. “And an impressive cock.” Kane wasn’t sure where the raw, bold words were coming from, but they continued to flow out. “I love the way you fuck me.”

Cochise stared into his eyes, unwavering. He rubbed his hands down over Kane’s ass and squeezed, pulling him harder against him. He pushed into a deeper kiss, heightening both their arousals.

Flattening palms against the man’s thick chest, Kane withdrew from the kiss and ventured down Cochise’s body, sucking up the trickling water drops and licking his wet, heated skin. The Egyptian’s muscles quivered beneath his lips as he nipped his stomach, sinking to his knees. His tongue swirled into the man’s navel then traced a line down his lower abdomen to the base of his large cock. He raised his eyes to Cochise’s face and held his stare as he very slowly licked up and down and all around his thick shaft, following the lines of swollen veins up to the plump cock head.

Cochise’s breath caught hard in his chest and he gripped Kane’s head as Kane circled the crown of his cock then sucked the tip of his dick. “Mph!” Cochise grunted, squeezing drenched strands between his fingers. Kane slipped one hand between the man’s muscular thighs and palmed his sack, full and heavy. He massaged his balls while sucking and stroking his cock head. “Fuck…” Cochise shuddered and his head dropped back against the shower wall, chest heaving.

There was certain “surrender” in the man as he trembled beneath Kane’s touch that conjured a myriad of emotions and sensations within Kane. He took the Egyptian’s shaft deeper into his mouth, his own cock growing harder at the feel of the man’s member pushing into the back of his throat, smearing his tongue with come juice. Kane moaned and sucked firmly, squeezing the man’s tightening balls. Pre-come mixed with saliva and trickled down his throat. He swallowed and began to stroke up and down the Egyptian’s pulsing cock.

“Uh!” Cochise gasped with pronounced force. “Fuck!”

Kane’s free hand dropped down between his own legs and he pumped himself. When he finally pulled off Cochise, his breath puffed hot from his throbbing lips. “Turn around,” he shuddered. Cochise hesitated, his eyes a hotbed of lust and desire, then twisted around and faced the wall, palms flat against the wet tiles. Kane groaned and massaged the man’s taut ass cheeks. He ran his thumbs up through the crack as water coursed down the Egyptian’s back, trickling through the crease of his ass.

His eyes followed the course of the man’s full length tattoo as it glistened and shimmered beneath the spray of the water, flowing down over his hip, engulfing his right ass cheek and on down his thigh to the back of his knee. With a will of their own, his fingertips began to lightly caress the pattern. Then his tongue, tracing the hypnotic dance of the serpents as they slithered over the swell of his firm glute muscle. A barely notable shiver quivered through the man.

Kane flattened his palms over the man’s perfect ass and stroked his thumbs between his cheeks, massaging the pad of his right thumb against his hole. Cochise flinched but made no attempt to stop him. Kane spread his cheeks and continued to rub his entrance then pushed the tip of this thumb through the ring. The man jerked a little, his breath ragged.

Fuck, he’s tight.
He didn’t remember him being so tight during their kitchen session when he had finger-fucked the man while sucking him off. But the passion and lust had been at an all-time high, burning out of control. Kane withdrew his thumb and pushed his face closer, rimming his hole with the tip of his tongue. A shiver swept through the man. Kane began to pump his tongue in and out of his ass.

“Fuck.” Cochise gripped the wall.

Kane licked up between his cheeks, causing another shudder to ripple through the man. He stood up slowly, pressing his body to the man’s back. Kane kissed his shoulder, the nape of his neck as he sensually caressed Cochise’s ribs, chest and stomach. His lips brushed the Egyptian’s ear and tender words formed on his tongue but he pulled them back as he nuzzled his hair instead and rolled his hips against Cochise’s ass. His stiff member slipped smoothly between the man’s tense cheeks, the firm cock head rubbing across his tight entrance.

The Egyptian’s chest hitched with a stalled breath and he tensed, his body going rigid. Kane went still, his fingertips lightly gripping the man’s waist. Had Cochise ever bottomed? Doubts crept in and Kane hesitated. Cochise wasn’t telling him to stop…but the tension in his body and quickened breath warned Kane to proceed with caution. He didn’t know why it mattered, but if the man had never been topped –Kane wanted his ‘first time’ to be good.

Why do you care? You’re just his fuck toy. Do you think he would care if it was your first time being fucked?

Oddly, Kane wasn’t sure how to answer that. For reasons he couldn’t fathom, he believed the man
would
be gentler if he thought Kane was a virgin. A funny tickle skittered through his chest and down into his stomach. Why was Cochise allowing this at all? If he didn’t want to take the submissive role…then why
was
he?

A flood of confusing emotions swarmed Kane, disorienting his mind –his heart. What was happening here? He stepped back and, before Cochise could turn around, quickly vacated the shower.

Kane was in the bedroom before he knew the Egyptian had followed him. The man said nothing as he grabbed Kane and pulled him around, trapping him in his arms and crushing his mouth in a demanding kiss. When his back hit the bed, he again expected to be immediately impaled and fucked wildly. Again –he was wrong.

The Egyptian drew back and left Kane on the bed as he retrieved another condom then returned, straddling Kane’s legs. The man’s face remained expressionless but for a faint tension around his eyes. He tore open the foil packet, plucked out the contraceptive and dropped the empty package. His stare shifted to Kane’s member, still strong with arousal, and wrapped one hand around the shaft, stroking slowly.

Kane swallowed thickly, his breath shaky as he watched Cochise. His cock swelled and pulsed in the man’s fist. Come juice seeped up out of the tip and Cochise leaned down and licked it away, causing a hard twitch in his dick.

“Mm!” Kane groaned stiffly as the man’s tongue slipped around the crown of his cock. Kane’s purpose for fleeing the shower got lost in the haze of desire clouding his mind.

The Egyptian straightened and raised his eyes to Kane’s face as he sheathed Kane’s erection with the condom, coated it with a generous amount of spit, then scooted forward and straddled his cock. “Sit up,” he told Kane.

Kane curled forward, his hard stomach flexing as he came face to face with the man, their thick, damp chests grazing, stimulating Kane’s nipples and electrifying his whole body. He stared into the Egyptian’s eyes and caught a fleeting glimpse of what appeared to be pain, but it faded back too quickly for Kane to determine for sure.

Cochise directed Kane’s stiff cock to his ass and pushed down on him.

“Fuck!” Kane gasped and grabbed the man’s hips. “Oh my God,” he shuddered hard. The man was incredibly
tight
. Cochise tensed fiercely, his facial muscles flexing as his jaw clenched, but he kept shoving down, taking Kane in.

A sudden, forceful breath wrenched from the Egyptian. “Uh!” He sank his fingers into Kane’s hair, twisted his wet strands and gripped tight. “Fuck me,” he rasped roughly and kissed Kane’s mouth with a renewed hunger.