Chapter Four
Hewasgone.Ajax’sheart crept into his throat. The wheelchair that usually sat in the corner was missing too. Surely Lucas hadn’t gotten far. Ajax turned, determined to do whatever it took to get Lucas back. His heart rate dropped a hair. Kash pushed Lucas toward his room. Lucas was all smiles.
Ajax wanted to punch Kash in his perfect face.
Kash’s dark blue eyes flashed with challenge and humor. He knew Lucas could be his.
Ajax kept his features smooth, falling into his role as the General. “Kash. Just who I was looking for. The prince has kindly asked you to get to your assigned duties. He grows impatient for results.” Ajax practically felt Lucas’ confusion,but Ajax kept his gaze locked on Kash. He needed Kash to understand. The time to leave was ten minutes ago.
Kash grunted out a low laugh. “Let me get this one back to bed and I’ll gladly get started.”
Lucas steered his way out of Kash’s hold. “Don’t worry about me. I’ve had lots of practice getting into beds.”
If Ajax wasn’t mistaken, there was a hint of relief in Lucas’ voice. Ajax’s gaze dropped to Lucas. Sure enough, he wanted to be out of Kash’s clutches. That was all Ajax needed to know to turn his mood around.
Unfortunately, Kash wouldn’t be that easily escaped, it seemed. Kash moved in step with Lucas’ wheelchair until they were all shuffled into the bedroom. Much to Lucas’ obvious displeasure, Kash didn’t stop trying to touch Lucas as much as possible until he had Lucas tucked beneath the covers. Then he swiped his lips across Lucas’ cheek.
“See you later, sexy.”
Lucas’ smile was so brittle, Ajax wondered how many teeth cracked while trying to hold on to the grin. “You know where I’ll be.”
Kash finally straightened and headed for the door. Ajax stepped aside to let him pass and Kash smirked. It had been a long time since he truly wanted someone dead. Now Kash topped that list.
The moment they were alone, Ajax closed the door and then locked it on the sly. When he turned, he found Lucas covering his face with both hands. It took Ajax a second to realize he wasn’t crying. He laughed so hard, no sound emerged. His body shook in the silence. Ajax’s smile was out of his control. Lucas had such a fun and sexy personality. He made the world brighter.
Ajax peeled off his dress jacket and draped it over the chair in its usual spot. He slipped the buttons loose on his shirt. “I have to know. What’s so funny?”
Lucas swiped his eyes. He barely got himself under control enough to answer. Laughter laced every word. “Is that me? Do I sound like him?”
Ajax took off his dress shirt and set it on top of his jacket. “No. There’s a subtle difference between confident and conceited. You’re sure of your worth. He’s positive there’s no one he can’t push to their knees. You’re perfect.”
With each word, Lucas’ expression turned more heated by the second. The laughter died, replaced by desire. “You look like a man with a purpose.”
Ajax didn’t respond. He took off his undershirt. His hands dropped to his belt.
Lucas’ stare burrowed into him. His gaze followed Ajax’s hands as he slipped his belt from the belt loops and tossed it in the direction of his shirts. Without a word, he lifted Lucas’ blanketsand climbed beneath them. He didn’t stop until his body covered Lucas and their mouths met. It was time he reserved his spot at the front of the line. Kash couldn’t have Lucas. Lucas belonged with Ajax.
Lucas had no clue what went on inside Ajax’s head, but whoa. He was intense today, and Lucas wanted that passion on his dick. It had been way too long since Lucas fucked anyone. No matter how weak he felt, his mind and body still craved sex. Lucas’ thin pajama pants did nothing to hide how hard he was. Thankfully, Ajax’s thin dress pants also didn’t hide a thing. Ajax wanted him too, and it was an ego stroke he desperately needed. Lucas knew he looked like shit right now. He had been tall and lanky before the attack. Now he was nothing but sharp bones and disgusting scars.
Ajax’s hand ran down his body and found its way beneath Lucas. He squeezed Lucas’s ass and used the motion to rock against him. The friction made Lucas a little dizzy. Ajax kissed a path to Lucas’ neck.
With Lucas’ mouth free, he couldn’t stay quiet. He was too aroused. “I can’t even think right now. You’ve stolen every ounce of blood from me. It’s throbbing in my dick. I want to be inside you. Let me in. I want to fuck you.”
Ajax kissed his way back to Lucas’ mouth, responding between kisses. “You will. Just not today. You’re not ready.”
Lucas legitimately thought he might cry. He was painfully erect, and Ajax kept teasing him. “Have you been ordered to torture me?”
Ajax pulled away just enough to hold Lucas’ stare. “This is one place no one is allowed to order me to do anything. No one dictates what happens between you and me but us. I won’t have you re-damaging anything because I want you.” He swiped his lips across Lucas’ mouth. “Don’t worry. I still plan to make you blow. All you have to do is enjoy. Plus, that very first kiss fascinated me. I want more. This isn’t about getting instant release. I want to touch you.”
Well, fuck. Lucas couldn’t argue with that. “Then why are you still talking?”
Ajax’s wicked-sounding chuckle vibrated against his skin as he reclaimed Lucas’ lips. Now that Lucas knew this wasn’t some twisted trick, he was totally in. He savored every swipe of Ajax’s tongue. His hands massaged every inch of Ajax he could reach. Even Ajax’s hair got Lucas’ personal treatment. He pulled and tugged, forcing Ajax to bend to the kisses Lucas wanted. Then Lucas slowed down and rubbed Ajax’s scalp in apology for the rough treatment. The moans coming from Ajax led him. Penetration or not, Lucas needed Ajax to walk away from this, knowing Lucas could and would ruin him for everyone else.
Ajax’s hips rolled. The friction between them was back. This time, Ajax didn’t stop. He rode Lucas’ body, ensuring they got equal pleasure. Lucas had never been one of those people who made out and then walked away. He had definitely never blown in his clothes. It looked very much like that was exactly what would happen today. Lucas was oddly okay with this innocent approach. He savored doing something he never had before with someone who mattered in a way no one else had. The closer Lucas got to the edge, the hotter their kiss became. Their actions equally turned desperate. They scratched and squeezed, fighting toward the same goal. Their kiss was needy as hell. They licked and sucked while moaning and gasping. The creep of pleasure climbing his cock had Lucas’ muscles clenching. He stopped breathing. Every ounce of focus turned to the pressure beating at his crown. Then the air he held in his lungs burst from him in a gasp before a cry tore from his throat. Ecstasy pulsed through him, taking total control of his brain. The sounds he made were drowned by the sexy as fuck noises coming from Ajax. Lucas was torn between savoring the way his body hummed and drowning in the sight of Ajax as he came. Lucas swore Ajax in the throes of passion was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. Ajax had shown his hand now. Lucas liked what he saw, and he intended to take every advantage.
Chapter Five
Ithadbeenmonthssince Lucas had a shower that didn’t involve nurses. It was nice having Ajax steady against his back while he washed Lucas’ body. Every time Lucas thought about Ajax coming in his pants, knowing he had no other clothes there, Lucas bit back a chuckle. Between the two of them, they’d made quite a mess. No one liked wearing cum-soaked clothes. A shower together had sounded so nice. Now Lucas could barely breathe in Ajax’s arms. Part of it was due to standing too long. He really hated this. Lucas was so tired of being tired. Organs just didn’t like to get cut to pieces. They bitched when they had scar tissue and less function. He was fucking miserable.
