“Look at me.” When Abi did, he had a crease in his forehead, and he bit his bottom lip. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Nothing, Daddy.”
“Now, boy.” Nash cupped his cheek.
Abi leaned into Nash’s touch. “Can I come? Please, Daddy.”
Nash sighed in relief. For a second, Nash thought the worst. That someone had touched him while Nash was in the throes of passion and hadn’t noticed. But Nash should trust Abi, knowing Abi could protect himself.
Abi’s eyes widened when he realized what Nash had thought, and he scrambled up to sit in Nash’s lap again. He hugged Nash tightly around his neck. Not cutting off his air, but it was almost punishing. “I’m okay, Daddy. I’m better than okay, actually. Lots better. I sucked you and it made my cock hurt. That’s all, Daddy.” Abi bit him on his neck again, not breaking the skin, but he would leave teeth marks.
“Take your pants off, boy. Underwear too.”
Abi met his gaze before slowly standing. He bit his lip as he undid the button on his pants. Everyone in the room watched him, including Nash. But Nash watched for any sign of discomfort, of Abi not liking being the center of attention.
Abi licked his lips as he pushed down his pants. He stood in a pretty black thong that barely covered his cock and balls. “Panties too, Daddy? Are you sure?”
Nash grinned. His boy was a beautiful, clever little skinwalker. And he knew it. “Leave the panties on and straddle my lap.”
Nash turned to Mallor’s boy. “Hand me the lube.” It sat on the end table beside the couch.
Mallor’s boy had cum on his abdomen and looked about as satisfied as he could be. But Mallor was still hard inside him, still fucking into him with short, shallow thrusts.
As soon as he had the lube, he ignored them. The room faded again as Abi kissed his neck. “Make me come, Daddy.”
Nash lubed his fingers and then moved Abi’s panties aside to get to his opening. He rubbed at it. “Put some lube in my palm.”
Nash handed the bottle to Abi.
Abi fumbled with the bottle as Nash entered him with the tip of his finger, but he eventually did as Nash asked.
Nash took Abi’s cock in one hand and pressed into Abi with a finger of his free hand, and then he held still. “Fuck yourself, boy.”
Abi whimpered, but he moved. He made a pretty sight as he fell onto Nash’s finger and then fucked into Nash’s hand, starting a pattern that worked best for him. Nash tightened his grip and worked Abi’s cock with his hand when it was clear he needed a bit of help. “Fucking sexy, baby.”
Abi was tighter than Nash had expected. He’d need a lot more prep when Nash finally took him with his cock, but that wouldn’t be here. For now, the only show they would get was watching Nash’s finger enter Abi’s sweet little hole.
Abi came apart in Nash’s arms, coming into his hand. When he cried out, it was with “Daddy” on his lips.
Two minutes after Abi had fallen against Nash in satisfied exhaustion, Sylvain did his thing.
Chapter Sixteen
A boom shook the walls, and people started screaming.
Abi scrambled to put his pants back on. He was halfway there when Nash lifted Abi into his arms and headed for the door as though he feared what was happening outside. But inside, Abi knew Nash was relieved. He still could have let Abi finish getting dressed. As it was, Abi’s ass hung out and his pants only covered one leg.
The announcer’s microphone screeched right before the music died.
Everyone in the room also headed for the exit.
Mallor practically threw the naked man off his lap. The man cried out when he fell to the floor but scrambled up, heading for a small bar on the right side of the room. He must have kept his clothing there.
Nash changed direction when he saw Mallor head for the left side of the room. Mallor tucked his cock back into his pants as the guard moved the buffet away from the wall.
The guard pressed a panel and let Mallor enter, but he blocked Nash from entering.
Mallor turned, seeing Nash and Abi behind them. He hesitated as if he didn’t want them to follow, but he sighed. “Let them pass, Edgar,” he said, with no small amount of calculation.
