Out (Out, #1; Camassia Cove, #6)

by Cara Dee

I woke up slowly, and to the sound of whispers. “I mean it, Martin. Let him sleep.” “He needs to eat. He’s so cute, I just want to keep him as a pet. A pet that’s fed.”

“I don’t wanna be fucking shared with Joseph,” I replied bluntly, annoyed. Either Henry didn’t notice I was irritated, or he didn’t care. He exhaled, and an “Oh, thank God” gusted out of him. He reached for my hand and brought my knuckles to his lips. “I haven’t met many men who’ve turned him down. Forgive me for worrying.”

“I’m sorry, baby boy. I couldn’t wait.” He breathed shallowly against my shoulder and slid a hand down one cheek to squeeze it firmly. “I won’t be able to stay away from you now.” He pulled out slowly, then pushed in again, and the pleasure rippled through the pain. “I need this tight, fuckable little ass to be mine.” My eyes flashed open, and I mouthed a silent, “Oh my fucking God.” The gasps followed, and I sank into him, wishing I could crawl under his goddamn skin.

“So beautiful.” He pushed in once more and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. “I’ll want you in every position imaginable. Begging, sweating, gasping, shaking.” He started moving faster and deeper, and he fisted my cock gently, as if I wasn’t already losing my mind. “You’ll spread your legs for me, won’t you, Zachary?” “Yes,” I hissed. “Kiss me.” I tangled my legs with his for leverage so I could meet his thrusts, and I tried to pull him down. “I want you, Henry.” I didn’t mean for that to come out as a damn whine. “You have me.”