Page 28 of Primal Urges (Bikers of Mayhem #1)

LUCAS

“ D istract me,” Lucas huffed out, plopping his ass down in the booth across from Ace and next to Bobby.

“Well, I got fucked by a daddy with a nine-incher last night, and Bobby thinks he might have crabs.”

Lucas’s horrified face snapped to his right.

Bobby rolled his eyes and let out a breath.

“The guy’s exaggerating. I just mentioned that my balls were really itchy for some reason today, and it kind of burns when I pee. It’s nothing. Probably just too much sun yesterday,” Bobby answered, giving Ace the finger.

“You really should get that shit looked at, my friend. And, also, why is your junk out in the sun?” Lucas asked, slowly sliding a few inches away from the suspect man sitting next to him. One could never be too careful.

“I may have been out yesterday trying to even out the tan.”

“Yeah, your ass really could use a bit of color,” Ace added. “Nothing sexy about a pale white ass jiggling.”

Lucas laughed. He was glad for the distraction. Over the past few months, they had all been getting closer as friends.

Ace was gay and didn’t care who knew it. Possibly because if someone had a problem with it, his bad-ass brother—as well as the whole fucking crew—would pulverize any douchebag who had anything to say.

“So, are you going to tell me what’s been going on with you and Cadey-boy?” Ace asked, picking up his mojito and taking a sip.

Lucas glanced over at Caden, who was standing at the bar, playing with a rag in his hands.

“Honestly, I don’t know. We have some really nice times together, and his daughter is so effing adorable, but it’s just hard to figure out if he’s bi, pan, or just simply horny.”

“Cade? Is that the scary bouncer dude with all the tattoos?” Bobby asked as he reached under the table to scratch his balls.

“Yup. The one and only,” Lucas replied, giving his buddy a questioning look as he continued to scratch his balls.

“My guess is that he wants you bad. He cornered me when I was taking a piss and threatened to end my life if I so much as touched you,” Bobby noted, placing his hands back on the table.

“What?” Lucas screeched, his voice coming off much pitchier than intended.

Bobby nodded. “Yup, that’s why I left early after our second date. You’re cute and all, but there’s no way I’m getting my ass beat by that psycho beast just for a taste of that pretty little ass of yours.”

Caden was pretty built.

Lucas’s heart skipped a beat at the thought of Caden threatening Bobby with pain if he so much as touched him.

There was a fine line between being hot possessive and crazy possessive . One made Lucas’s dick hard, the other required a restraining order.

His ex was the latter.

“Well, there’s your answer. Have you two fucked yet? I’m guessing that’s why he was with you at the barn,” Ace asked, swirling his drink around in his hand.

“What?” Lucas asked, his cheeks quickly heating. “No, we have not fucked .”

Ace raised an eyebrow.

“ Well … I may have sucked him off, but we haven’t fucked… yet.” Lucas wasn’t sure exactly how much he should share with his friends. Caden wasn’t exactly out with whatever his sexuality might or might not be.

“That’s my boy!” Ace shouted, throwing his hand up in the air and waiting for Lucas to give him a high five.

Lucas eventually met his hand in the air.

“You can’t say anything though. We haven’t exactly discussed what it all means and whether or not he is even into dudes. It may just have been a case of him being horny and my mouth being available.”

“Oh, please. I’ve sucked off so much straight-men dick, I’m amazed I haven’t gotten myself pregnant,” Ace added before taking a sip of his drink.

“It doesn’t mean anything. It’s just so fucking hot to do.

So tell us, is he hung like a horse? He definitely looks like he is packing some serious meat. ”

Lucas just shrugged his shoulders and gave Ace an innocent smirk.

“Ahh, so that’s how it’s gonna be,” Ace shot back, the feeling of betrayal clear on his face.

“What are we talking about?” a deep voice asked from behind Lucas. Both he and Bobby jumped in their seats.

“Just how big your dick is,” Ace answered like they were discussing the weather or something.

“Some say it’s majestic; others call it the hip breaker,” Caden answered, sitting his big meaty ass down on Lucas’s lap.

Caden gave a jump, then quickly looked down at the man sitting under him.

“Jesus, warn a man first before you pop a boner in his ass.”

Ace and Bobby both chuckled. Lucas simply punched Caden in the back.

“Anyone ever tell you, you weigh a fucking ton?” Lucas asked, ignoring the comment.

“It’s all that muscle and dick. How do you think my back feels carrying around all this weight?”

“Oh, the struggles of the hot, hung man,” Ace joked, pretending to sympathize with his horse-hung friend.

“Yes, the struggle is real,” Caden noted.

“Hey! You guys got to see this,” Blade said, materializing out of nowhere.

He held a tablet out in front of Lucas and Caden, who was still sitting comfortably on Lucas’s quivering lap.

“What’s this?” Caden asked, recognizing their bar on the screen.

Caden hit play as Lucas’s stomach sank.

On the screen, a video of Lucas singing and dancing as he cleaned the bar played.

“What is this?” Lucas croaked. He watched in horror as he belted out the lyrics to one of his favorite Broadway musicals.

“It’s you!” Blade announced as if Lucas couldn't recognize himself and his own private performance.

“I know it’s me, but why are you playing it on your tablet?”

“It’s not on my tablet; it’s on YouTube. I posted it there a couple of weeks ago and look! Check out the number of views it got!”

Lucas’s heart caught in his chest when he saw five hundred and twenty thousand views and no less than six hundred comments.

“Dude! The internet loves you! Some of them want to hire you for their parties and shit. One guy even said he was a producer and would love you to come audition for one of his shows. And oh! Check out this guy’s comment.

Apparently, he went to college with you.

” Blade clicked on the comments section and scrolled down to a user named “Broadwaysigz02.”

Lucas recognized the handle. It belonged to one of his former classmates, a queen by the name of Clayton Ross.

The man was insufferable. He was one of those fake-ass types who only talked to people when he could get something from them.

It appeared that Madame Ross now desired an audience to the tune of five hundred and twenty thousand and growing.

Then, an even more terrifying thought crossed his mind. What if he saw the post?

Would he be able to identify the bar? Would he be able to track him down?

“You got to take it down! Now!” Lucas shouted, shoving the tablet back in Blade’s face.

Blade’s smile froze in place. “What?” he asked, no doubt confused by Lucas’s harsh reaction. “But they love you. You’re famous.”

“I don’t care! Take it down. Now!” Lucas shouted once again. He shoved the tablet harder into Blade’s palm, hoping that he would take the damn thing. He was now in panic mode. His mind no longer worked, and he had no idea what he was doing.

His heart was pounding, and he was starting to see spots.

Was he having a heart attack? Could your heart suddenly explode in your chest? What if he saw? What if he knew?

“But? But I don’t understand. Dude, you got almost six hundred thousand views! You’re a fucking legend!”

Cade grabbed the tablet from Lucas’s hand and smashed it down on the table.

Startled, Lucas’s vision came back into focus.

He watched as Caden pulled up the video on Blade’s YouTube account and hit the delete button.

He then opened the file marked “videos” on the man’s tablet, scrolled past all the sex and jerk-off videos Blade had recorded, and hit delete on the video containing Lucas’s private performance.

Next, he went to the trash folder and emptied that folder as well.

Caden then shoved the tablet back into Blade’s hand.

“I suggest you delete that video from your phone or any other device or cloud you might have it saved in. If I ever see that video played or posted ever again, your head is going through that fucking wall. Is that understood?” Caden snarled.

There was such rage and anger in Caden’s eyes that even Lucas was a tad afraid.

Blade stared at him, shocked and confused.

“Phone. Now!” Caden ordered, causing Blade to jump where he stood.

“Yeah. Sure. Fine.” He pulled his phone from the back of his jeans and quickly deleted the video.

“If anyone asks you about that video, you say you don’t know anything about it. Comprende ?”

Blade nodded.

“Come. We’re going home,” Caden growled, grabbing Lucas by the hand and yanking him from the booth.

Ace, Bobby, and Blade all watched as Caden pulled them through the bar and out the back door.

Lucas’s heart was beating a mile a minute, partly because of the video that had been posted and partly because of Caden's aggressive display.

He was grateful that he had someone like Cade to step in and help him through this. He was in such a panic that he wasn’t able to think straight. Seeing the way the man took charge and protected him had him falling in love with him even more.

Seeing the anger and aggression toward Blade, the man who had endangered Lucas’s life, was both terrifying and a huge turn-on. Like he said before, fucked in the head.

Lucas knew he was in trouble. He was attracted to strong, aggressive, and protective men—even ones who might be straight. He knew that if Caden decided not to return his love, he would end up being devastated and heartbroken.

Why had he been so stupid? Why had he gone and caught feelings for the gorgeously rough bouncer with big muscles and a monster rod between his legs?

Oh, yeah, because you are gay and a masochist, apparently.

Caden tossed Lucas his spare helmet, then helped him up onto his motorcycle—another ridiculously hot trait that the boy loved about him.

The bike was black and green and looked sporty in style. Lucas didn’t know much about motorcycles, but it was the type of hypermasculine bike that fit Caden perfectly. Its surfaces were smooth and sleek and probably handled effortlessly at top speeds.

Seeing Caden sitting on his bike, wearing his black leather jacket and tight-fitting jeans, Lucas found it hard to concentrate, even when his life might be coming to an end.

If he had seen the video, it might be time for him to run again.

Lucas hated the thought. He didn’t want to leave Caden or Lizzy or Marcus or any of the other people he had met at Ride ’em Hard. They were his new family, and he was just starting to get to know them all.

The bike roared to life between their legs.

“Hold on to me,” Caden ordered as he released the brake and steered them home.

He would hold on to Caden for as long as he could. Hopefully, he could hold on to him… forever.