Kaz’s hand dropped down to the fleshlight and he switched it off but didn’t remove it yet, keeping his hold lightly on it instead. “Besides, remember how you said it wouldn’tmatter? Even if you were my boyfriend, I’d never be able to rival Baikal.”
“I never said that.”
“Sure.”
“I didn’t.” He hadn’t, he knew that for a fact. “Kazimir, don’t put words in my mouth. Sexual deviancy and physical coercion are one thing, but don’t you dare try and gaslight me.”
Kaz blinked at him, momentarily caught off guard before he’d gathered himself. “Is that really where you draw the line, Narek?”
“I’m only worth as much as my word,” he said, realizing how stupid that sounded but unable to backpedal now.
His eyes narrowed. “Let me guess, another gem you picked up from Big Brother?”
“Leave Nuri out of this.”
“I took a photo at the bar. Did you know that?”
Nate sighed in frustration. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Do what?”
“It worked, okay? This,” he motioned down at their naked bodies, “worked. So did buying Quartet Air and stalking me to the Velvet Brew. I get it. You can overpower me in the bedroom and outside of it.” Hadn’t Kaz proven that time and time again? “There’s no use fighting a Brumal member. You don’t have to bring my brother or the threat of leaking a lewd photo into the mix.”
“It’s always sex with people like you,” Kaz drawled. “I fuck your brains out, and then you’re scrambling to give me what I want. Either to make it stop, or make it continue. You like my cock, Nate, and what’s more, you like it when it’s inside of you.”
“I also like to feel my insides and breathing,” he said. “Two things I haven’t been able to do for the past few hours.”
“Touche.”
Nate hesitated and then blurted, “How many people have you done this with, exactly?”
He’d made it sound like there had been many, and while he did want this to end, he also wasn’t too keen on becoming another statistic to the Brumal member. There was no good reason for it, but that was how Nate felt. For him, sex had always been about connection, and even though he’d had no say in this particular link, it was seeming harder than he’d hoped to switch that part of his brain off.
Kaz had seen him in ways no one else had ever seen him. Had stripped him bare in more ways than one.
Nate couldn’t stand the thought that this was just another day ending in Y for him when it was life-altering for Nate. Whether or not they went their separate ways come morning, there was no denying this event would affect him for years, if not forever.
“Gotta be more specific,” Kazimir said. “Do you mean how many people have I fucked well into the night?” He shrugged. “Couldn’t tell you, though typically I do the deed, get off, and leave. Going multiple rounds is only something I bother with when I’m really into it. Lucky you.”
“Lucky me,” he repeated dully.
“If you’re asking how many people I’ve made be my boyfriend, the answer to that question is a lot simpler.” Kaz eased the toy off of Nate’s dick and let out a low whistle at the sight of it. “You’re bright red, babe.” He flicked it with a finger and quirked a brow when Nate cursed. “Sensitive?”
“Bastard.”
“What did I say about calling me that?”
“How about you consider it a term of endearment and let it slide?” Nate took a stuttered breath and held Kaz’s gaze. “If you want me to be your boyfriend, Kazimir,” he stated boldly,acting confident even though he wasn’t feeling that way. “Treat me like it.”
“Treat you like my boyfriend?”
Nate licked his dry lips and forced himself to nod once, shivering when Kaz grinned at him viciously. The triumphant look on his face twisted his expression into something wicked and sinful. Something terrifying that almost had him second-guessing his choice.
That was until Kaz reached underneath him and untied his wrists, pulling his arms to his front so he could gently massage the feeling back into them. Then he lowered himself over Nate and lined himself up with his abused hole, shushing him when he went to complain.
“Don’t worry,boyfriend,” Kaz reassured as he slowly eased his cockhead inside. “Last time for the night, I promise.” He grabbed the second tube of cream he’d brought and leaned back just enough to bring it down between them.
Nate lifted his exhausted head to glance there, watching as Kaz smeared the white stuff on his own cock before he reentered Nate’s body fully.
