I moaned and then stole a kiss. He gave it back to me and then plunged his tongue between my lips. It was a raw, dirty kiss that had me sliding my painfully hard dick back and forth over the cool tiles of the bathroom floor.
“Come with me, Magnus,” Dante urged and then he was kissing me as he took us both over the edge. I cried out in relief as my orgasm washed over me with brutal force. I barely registered the sensation of Dante’s release filling me and his shout of satisfaction in my ear because I was lost to my own body’s violent response to the extreme pleasure flooding all my senses. I heard Dante tell me he loved me as his body continued to thrust into mine, but I didn’t have enough sense to form the words to tell him I loved him back. Minutes passed before I was aware of Dante withdrawing from me and turning me onto my back. His wet cock pressed against my slick shaft and he reached between us to gently massage us both at the same time. We didn’t speak, didn’t kiss…didn’t do anything but lay there and watch each other. When the air around us began to become uncomfortably cool against our damp bodies, we got to our feet and quickly rinsed off in the shower before drying off and getting into bed. It wasn’t particularly late – barely nine o’clock – but we hadn’t had much of an appetite for food after the events of the day.
“You hungry?” I asked as Dante held me against his chest and toyed with my hair.
“If you’re offering to find us something to eat, then yes. Because I’m not sure I can move after that,” he admitted with a light chuckle.
“Since I’m going to need you to do that again to me at least one more time tonight, yeah, I’m offering,” I muttered drowsily.
Before Dante could say anything else, his phone rang and I felt him stiffen. “That’s Aleks’s ringtone,” he said as he sat up and searched out his phone.
“Aleks?” he said into the phone, but then fell silent. He was sitting close enough to me that I could hear the person on the other end and it definitely wasn’t Aleks.
Dante hung up the phone without even responding to the caller, who I was guessing had been Pedro. “Aleks is gone,” he said as he hurriedly got out of bed and began looking for his clothes.
I did the same. “What happened?”
Dante shook his head. “I don’t know. He said Aleks went to bed an hour ago and when they went in just now to check on him, he was gone.”
“Pedro called you from his phone?” I asked.
Dante nodded. Which meant we couldn’t use the phone to track Aleks. “Where would he go?” I asked.
“Here?” Dante asked. “But I don’t think he knows the address. And he didn’t have any money.”
I could hear the panic rising in Dante’s voice. I hurried around the bed and grabbed hold of him. “We’ll find him, Dante. We did it once, we’ll do it again.”
“I shouldn’t have let them take him,” he whispered.
My own phone rang before I could respond and I hurriedaround to my side of the bed to grab it. I recognized the caller as the woman who ran the barn where I kept Ace. Fuck, I couldn’t deal with something being wrong with my horse right now.
“Hey Nina, everything okay?” I asked as I continued to get dressed.
“Um, yeah…no…I’m not sure,” Nina said. “That young man you’ve been bringing to see Ace…”
I froze and then snapped my fingers at Dante before putting the phone on speaker. “Is he there?” I asked Nina before she could even continue.
“Yes, he is. I was in the house and the dogs started barking. There was a cab down by the barn so I went down there to check it out and the driver told me his fare hadn’t paid for the ride and had gone into the barn. He was getting ready to call the cops.”
Dante and I hurried towards the kitchen. He snatched the car keys off the counter.
“What happened?” I asked.
“I went into the barn and saw your friend. He was in Ace’s stall. He…he wouldn’t talk to me. He seemed pretty upset so I left him there and paid the cab driver. Then called you.”
Thank fuck.
“Nina, we’re on our way. Can you just keep an eye on him and call me if he tries to leave?”
“Yeah, sure, no problem.”
“Thank you, Nina. Really, thank you.” With that, I hung up and cast a glance at a very tense Dante as he got behind the wheel. “He’s okay,” I reminded him.
But in reality, I doubted that was actually true and I knew Dante knew it too.
Chapter 25
Dante
