Page 27 of Primal Urges (Bikers of Mayhem #1)

LUCAS

I t had been a rough few days having to adjust to the thought of starting over and being pissed about losing the fifteen hundred dollars he had managed to save.

He didn’t have a bank account—for obvious reasons—so he had been saving all of his cash in a jar hidden in the loft.

He had managed to scrape together a bit of savings, which had given him a sense of accomplishment and self-worth.

While the guys were amazing at taking care of him and giving him new clothes and other essentials, like a toothbrush and condoms, apparently, Lucas knew where all of it came from—not from his hard work and sacrifice, but from the kindness and generosity of his newfound family.

He struggled with being thankful and appreciative.

“Want to play some PlayStation?” Caden asked, bending down in his loose-fitting basketball shorts and turning on the unit.

The man stood, staring at him, waiting for an answer.

Jesus Christ.

The man was clearly not wearing any underwear, and all of his thickness was bouncing around as he moved.

“What?” Caden asked, apparently clueless to the visual assault on Lucas’s eyes.

Forcing his gaze away from the dangling sausage, he stared up into Caden’s baby-blue eyes and swallowed hard.

“Umm… yeah. Sure. What game are we playing?”

He tried to ignore the blood that was currently rushing down to his cock, giving him a chub and craving attention.

“ Assassin’s Creed . Love this game.”

Caden sat next to Lucas on the couch and took a swig of his beer. Marcus had given them both the next two nights off so that they could recover and get things settled before coming back to work at the bar.

Caden had been great. He’d been incredibly attentive, ensuring that Lucas had everything he needed. He even picked up another burner phone for him while he was out buying a replacement for his own cell phone that was destroyed in the fire.

It had been ages since Lucas played video games, and it took him a while to figure out how to control his character and actually play the game.

Over and over, it appeared that Lucas’s character had an aversion to staying alive. No matter how hard he tried, his character kept meeting horrible, untimely deaths.

“I swear, I didn’t know that a character could die that way,” Caden noted, referring to Lucas’s player’s latest on-screen death.

“What can I say? I’m unique.”

They both chuckled.

“And apparently horrible at video games,” Caden added.

“Hey!” Lucas shouted, dropping his controller and lunging at the mouthy ass sitting beside him.

Caden’s arm came up defensively as he tried to block the flying twink currently aimed at his body.

No such luck. Lucas landed, straddling one of Caden’s furry legs. He began tickling the man’s ribs through his T-shirt, attempting to prove that while he may suck at playing video games, he was a master at tickles and sneak attacks.

Caden’s laughter was amazing. It was a deep, guttural laugh that warmed his heart and stirred the butterflies chilling in Lucas’s stomach.

They hadn’t said anything about sleeping together since the night of the fire.

And Lucas was starting to think that perhaps Caden was trying to forget that it had ever happened in the first place.

But horsing around like this and listening to the man laugh made him think that perhaps that wasn’t the case.

Diving in for another jab at Caden’s ribs, Lucas was flung upward when Caden lifted his hips hard in self-defense.

Holy shit!

Lucas’s eyes went wide, and his cock quickly asked what was going on?

Beneath him, it appeared that Caden was very happy with the little game that they were playing. The man’s cock was standing at full attention, ready to impale Lucas on his next downswing.

Caden chuckled. There was no denying or hiding it. It was standing at attention and clearly demanding acknowledgment.

“Uh, sorry?” he offered, staring up at Lucas and laughing.

Lucas went in for another tickle.

“Ahh, no. Not there!” Caden screamed, grabbing Lucas by the hips and pulling him into his body.

The missile pushing up between Lucas’s legs had his hormones shooting out of control.

He was so horny and so turned-on, he barely had time to register what he was doing.

Both of their mouths smashed together in a frenzy of lust and hunger. They clawed at each other’s bodies while trying to inhale one another’s faces. There was nothing smooth or sensual about what they were doing. Their bodies were desperate. Clinging. Grabbing. Even pulling at each other.

Lucas began grinding his hips up against Cade, groaning at the thickness of Caden’s cock as it rubbed up against his.

“Fuck. Yes. Right there,” Caden gasped out between breaths.

They were kissing and humping, unable to get enough of each other’s body.

“More. Faster,” Caden pled.

Lucas wasn’t going to last much longer. Caden’s hands grabbed hold of his ass cheeks and gave them a firm squeeze. Fuck, he wanted Caden’s dick deep inside him, spreading his ass wide open.

“Fuck, Luc. I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”

“Come for me, baby.” Lucas moaned as he dove down for one more kiss before throwing his head back as he came as well.

Their orgasms were hard and intense. Caden wrapped his arms around Lucas’s body and held him close as he shot his load between them.

After three or four final pumps, Caden’s body relaxed under Lucas’s, and the two attempted to recapture their breaths.

“Fuck. That was hot.” Lucas gasped.

“I swear, I’ve never had an orgasm like that before,” Caden whispered, then began chuckling. “I don’t think I’ve come in my shorts since I was a teen.”

They both laughed.

“Shall we go shower, my horny beast?”

“Hey, you’re the one who jumped all over my junk,” Caden retaliated.

“Yeah, but you’re the one who almost knocked me unconscious with that battering ram.”

Leaning forward, they locked lips once again.

Lucas had never felt so alive, so wanted. This was exactly what he needed.