“Yeah, public bathrooms, I think you should probably stay away from them.” Bryn turned to see Cameron wincing as his smile pulled on his stitches. When they pulled into the long drive leading to the Lodge, Cameron instantly sobered and stared ahead at the huge sprawling structure.
"You've done a lot of renovating. The last time I saw this place, it wasn't even half this size and the front had a balcony."
“Extensive renovations, we like our creature comforts. My Clan saved for a long time in anticipation of finding our place and we did not go cheap.” Bryn was proud of his home and his family and he knew that Cameron would be welcome and he hoped he would feel at home.
Cameron wasn't sure how he felt. Emotions were bombarding him and they were overwhelming. He wanted this man and he'd never wanted anyone, so the drive was confusing. Why this man? He was nothing like Cameron thought he wanted. Bryn was wild and unpredictable and his behavior had been appalling so why did he ache to have Bryn kiss him again?
Bryn again carried him from the car to the house. "I can walk Bryn," Cameron said but Bryn didn't put him down. He opened the door and carried Cameron into a grand looking entrance hall and then left into a larger area that looked like a living room with a fireplace, sofas and stuffed chairs but was the size of a ballroom. Cameron was rarely impressed, but this renovation was impressive.
Bryn sat him on a sofa near the fireplace and stood beside him. Not long after several large, intimidating men started filing into the room. The first one was bigger than the rest and that was saying something because they were all big. He came up to Bryn and hugged him tightly and congratulated him.
Bryn turned to Cameron with a satisfied smile. “Cameron this is my brother Calum. Calum this is Cameron Hayes.” Cameron instinctively pulled back uncomfortable at being the focus of attention. Calum bent at the waist and reached out his hand towards Cameron. His body language was non-threatening and his expression was open.
"Pleased to meet you, Cameron. My brother has spoken very highly of you." His tone was so welcoming that Cameron felt himself relax and take his hand.
“Pleased to meet you too, sir.”
“Calum, call me Calum.” Cameron nodded but he wasn’t sure he would ever feel a level of comfort that would allow him to call this man by his first name. He was the leader of this group of men and Cameron was an outsider.
Bryn introduced him to the others and Cameron committed each name to memory. This was important for some reason he knew that it was and he didn't want to offend anyone. The last two men, Chance and Dane, were small and less intimidating but they were handsome men.
Bryn sat down next to him and pulled him close to his side. Cameron didn't know what to say; he wasn't good in crowds, damn he wasn't good period. Socializing was his greatest torment but thankfully Bryn took over the conversation and Cameron was only required to nod and comment here and there.
They discussed what happened at the restaurant and Calum assured Cameron that the attacker would be found and dealt with. Cameron wasn’t sure what he meant but didn’t question him. They all seemed caring and supportive and Cameron couldn’t understand why but it felt right. He believed them when they said he was welcome and they were glad he was there.
Bryn was proud of his mate and enjoyed showing him off but Cameron needed rest, so he said their good nights and once again scooped him up into his arms and carried him upstairs.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You're going to be staying in my room; I hope you don't have any objections." Bryn went straight to his room and pushed open the door with his hip and carried Cameron over to the large bed situated in the middle of the room and sat him down.
“I can sleep on the floor but I would prefer to sleep in the bed with you. I just want to hold you and keep an eye on you.” Bryn wanted to do a lot more than that but his mate was injured and needed to heal.
Cameron looked around the room and then back at Bryn. "You're welcome to share the bed. I don't mind; I'd love to have you hold me and… maybe more."
Cameron did not play games and Bryn didn't wait for any more invitation than that, he began to unbutton Cameron's shirt and quickly slipped it off and laid it on a chair. He followed that with his t-shirt and then his shoes, socks and finally his jeans. Cameron was left with only his gray cotton briefs and what a wonderful sight he was with his softness and pure white skin marred only by the few bruises on his left side. But even with the injuries, he was a vision to behold. His body was soft perfect.
Cameron shifted and tried to cover his stomach with his arm but Bryn pushed him back onto the bed and pinned his arms to his sides. “Don’t hide from me, baby. I want to see all of you.” Bryn was barely able to control himself when the sudden rush of arousal greeted him after his words. Cameron was not hiding anything from him.
Bryn moved back and slowly began to disrobe. “If this isn’t what you want or if you’re too sore, just tell me. I won’t be mad and we can lay down and just cuddle, no pressure baby.” Bryn watched and waited as Cameron considered his words.
“I want this, Bryn but I’ve never done this before. I have no skills and no experience.” Cameron spoke clearly but there was a noticeable hitch in his voice that betrayed his nerves. His eyes scanned the room avoiding contact with Bryn’s burning gaze.
Bryn felt his skin prickle at the news that his mate was pure and untouched. He did not deserve such a gift after his year of debauchery but he was beyond thrilled by the fact his mate would only know him and no one else, ever. All this beauty was for him and him alone. He sensed his dragon getting impatient so stripped down to his jeans and kicked off his boots.
He crawled up onto the bed and straddled Cameron who was still lying where he put him. He loved a man who could be patient. He finally looked at Bryn with that shy trepidation that made Bryn want to eat him right up.
"I'll take good care of you Cameron, so just relax and let it happen, sweetheart." Cameron gave one quick nod and seemed to try to relax. Bryn began to rub his arms up and down in a sensuous motion that gave Bryn the much-needed touch his dragon craved.
He then moved to Cameron’s chest and down his to his abdomen. He felt his mate stiffen but used the skin to skin contact to sooth his insecurities. He saw his mate as the most beautiful being in existence.
"I love your body, Cameron. There isn't anything about you that doesn't excite me." He kept up the lustful litany of praise as he worked his way down Cameron's body. His kissed and touched every inch of flesh and elicited the heart-stopping sounds of pure ecstasy from his blissed-out mate.
Cameron was coming out of his skin and losing his mind at the sensations Bryn was causing. He’d never known such pleasure and was greedy for more. Bryn was naked to the waist and his solid muscled chest and arms were a beauty for the ages in Cameron’s opinion. Not that he’s seen many but Bryn’s body was making his mouth water.
Bryn was talking and humming as he kissed his way down to Cameron's cock which was harder than stone and throbbing like a bitch. The vibration was intensifying Cameron's pleasure and he wasn't sure he would last much longer. He felt his briefs being removed as he felt Bryn's breath ghost over the surface of his heated member. If Bryn touched his cock, he would blow no doubt as his body thrilled with the feelings Bryn was causing to rush through him.
Cameron’s body was burning and shaking and his muscles were tightening and threatening to release. He moaned loud and buried his hands in Bryn’s hair when he suddenly deep throated Cameron’s leaking cock.
He lost it in seconds in an explosive release so tremendous that spots danced before his eyes and his breath caught in his throat along with his heart. He held on as Bryn sucked him dry and did not let him go until he was utterly spent.
"Yeah, that's it, Cameron, scream my name," Bryn said as he ran his tongue up the underside of Cameron's softening member. Cameron hadn't even been aware that he had screamed but the raw feeling in his throat was a testament that he had.
He felt Bryn move sligh
tly and notice that he was easing himself out of his jeans. It was then that Cameron realized that Bryn's finger was thrusting in and out of his ass. Cameron felt the intrusion but it was not uncomfortable as he thought it would be. Of course, it was just his finger and by the size of the man, his cock was going to be much larger than his finger.
Cameron was amazed that he could even manage a functioning thought after the mind-blowing blow job of a few minutes ago. Although he hadn't felt Bryn breach him, so he wasn't completely coherent. The finger turned into two as he felt Bryn stretching him and preparing him. The feeling was strange but titillating and Cameron found that he was moving in rhythm with Bryn’s thrusts.
Bryn moved up and kicked off his jeans revealing to Cameron that he was wearing no underwear and the thought was so wild, so Bryn. The cock that came into view had Cameron’s hole clenching around the fingers that were preparing him.
“Easy now, I know I look intimidating but you were made for me baby. I’ll fit and you’ll love it, I promise.” Bryn was using a lot of lube and Cameron could feel it slick and warm as Bryn continued to thrust his fingers and now there were four. Bryn was a big man and Cameron would be lying if he claimed not to be worried about taking him fully inside. But with that said, Cameron could not wait to try.
“Open your eyes, Cameron, watch me as I take you.” Cameron hadn’t even been aware that he had closed them. Bryn removed his fingers and moved to cover Cameron’s body with his own. The hard hills and plains of Bryn’s body pressed into the softness of his and Cameron was awash with the need for more and faster.
Bryn was holding on by a thread; he could feel his dragon on the edge and staring down at his mate. His dragon was very pleased and wanted to come out and play. He reveled in having his mate under him and asking for more.
“Move your legs apart, baby and let me in.” Bryn settled between his mate’s thighs and just rode him for a few minutes getting him all hot and bothered and begging for completion. He placed the head of his aching cock at the opening of Cameron’s channel and began to push forward inch by inch. He kept a close eye on Cameron’s expressions making sure he was not in any pain or discomfort. He wouldn’t hurt this man for the world.
“More Bryn.” Cameron moaned and rolled his head from side to side. Bryn slid completely inside in one thrust and then held himself still as Cameron adjusted to the size of his cock. He was stretching his poor mate to the limit but he looked like he was enjoying it.
"You okay, Cameron," Bryn said and dropped a kiss to his trembling lips. Cameron nodded and held Bryn's gaze. "Wrap your legs around me and hold on, baby." Cameron did as he was told and Bryn started a punishing rapid pounding of Cameron's virgin hole. The act was raw and wild and Bryn was completely in his element.
Cameron was shocked at the burning pleasure that shot through his veins once Bryn began to hammer his massive cock into Cameron’s tight hole. He had never felt anything so visceral and brutal and yet loving and possessive.
The moans and screams from the twink came back to mind but Cameron dismissed them immediately, this was his time and there was no room for others. Bryn was here with him and that was the only thing that mattered at this moment. He felt himself rising to another orgasm and soon felt the tightening of his muscles as he, once again came in rapid streams, covering Bryn’s chest with his warm seed.
He saw Bryn smile and saw a flash in his eyes that looked otherworldly. A light was shining from within and Cameron was mesmerized by the effect. He was certain that Bryn’s face looked as if it were covered in iridescent scales that came and went so fast he wasn’t sure if it was real or a product of his ecstasy.
Bryn buried himself deep and held himself there as he exploded filling his mate full of stream after stream of his seed. He wasn’t going to do it but his dragon was too close and as he came he struck, sinking his teeth into Cameron’s shoulder and marking him as the dragon’s mate and sealing their bond. He should have explained things first but it was primal and he was helpless to hold back his dragon when Cameron held him so tight and responded so passionately to their lovemaking.
He was glad that Cameron seemed to overlook the fact that he didn’t use a condom and he wasn’t about to draw attention to it. As a dragon shifter, he could not contract or pass on diseases but he could not explain that to his mate just yet. He pulled out gradually and then massaged Cameron’s swollen entrance easing the soreness and wiping away the seed that had escaped.
Cameron felt his entire body shudder when Bryn bit him. It was so unexpected and so erotic. He never guessed that he would find such pleasure in being bitten, but he did and he hoped Bryn would do it again.
As the haze in his mind began to clear, Cameron discovered he had a blistering need to hold Bryn close. It was a desire that had been on a slow boil for the past few days but right now it was overriding every other need like an obsession. He held onto Bryn as he moved to lay beside him.
Cameron was tied to this man in a way he couldn't understand, but he also felt no desire to fight the compulsion. He was content, satisfied in a way he'd never been. He belonged here, with this man, it was his destiny. The understanding was clear; he just hoped that Bryn was feeling the same because he didn't think he would be able to give him up.
Cameron hadn’t touched his emotions in years for fear they would destroy him. His past was cold and brutal and he never wanted to open himself up to that kind of pain again. But here he was losing himself in this very unlikely lover and not freaking out about it. He was suddenly too tired to think about it any longer and turned to bury his face against Bryn’s shoulder and drink in the musky masculine scent of his amazing lover.
“You take my breath away, beautiful.” Bryn crooned to his mate as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and wiped away the seed drying on their chests. “Now relax and get some sleep while I hold you.” Bryn covered them both with the comforter and then pulled a very lethargic Cameron into his arms and tucked him up close. Having his mate claimed and here in his arms was more than he deserved.
…
When Cameron woke, he felt better than he had in a long time. Considering he had his face busted up last night and ended up in the emergency room, that was really saying something. Having his sexy biker boyfriend close by was good for his health and, he admitted, the man was becoming addictive.
When he turned to look at the handsome man lying next to him holding him snug, he looked right into the sparkling depths of his lover’s green eyes. Bryn was awake and watching him and it made him feel important, special even, to have those eyes on him.
“How do you feel this morning?” Bryn reached up and pushed the mass of brown curls out of Cameron’s eyes. Cameron moved closer to Bryn even though the man was holding him with one arm under him and a leg tossed over him.
“I feel better, my face hardly hurts and my ribs don’t hurt at all.” Cameron was amazed at his recovery. All things were going right for him it seemed, apart from being attacked in the bathroom. That thought had him sobering and casting his gaze down to Bryn’s hairy chest.
Bryn saw the change in his mate and quickly cupped his cheek and brought his eyes back to his. "What is it, Cameron? Is something wrong?" Cameron stared at him but said nothing. "Something is bothering you; please tell me."
“I was trying to figure out why someone would do this to me, or to anyone really. It’s just random hate and that’s hard to understand.” He reached up and ran his fingers down the center of Bryn’s chest and Bryn moaned from the sensuousness of that mere touch.
"We'll figure this out. My family are very good at getting the answers they want. We'll protect you, Cameron." Bryn kissed him and relished the soft loveliness of the sweetest lips in the universe.
"I have things that I need to tell you if you really want a relationship with me beyond last night." Cameron decided to tell him everything, all the things he kept hidden from everyone. He didn't want pity or to be thought of as unlovable, so he'd kept it all in when he moved here to
go to school.
“I’m not letting you go. I know that probably sounds sudden but I knew that I wanted you the moment I saw you in line.” Bryn wished he had better words to describe what he was feeling and the earth-shattering realness of his devotion but he did the best he could. In the end, he let his dragon peek through knowing that Cameron would be helpless not to respond to him.
Cameron took a deep breath and began not sure how Bryn would react, but it was better to get the embarrassing things out in the open. He enjoyed meeting Bryn's family and friends and he hoped they liked him. That gave him pause for thought considering he hadn't cared whether people liked him or not until he met Bryn. His closed-off existence was coming to a magnificent end.
“I know you probably looked me up online, like I did you, but there is a lot of things not readily available and much of my history is not open to the public.” There that was a start. He noticed Bryn just laid there stroking Cameron’s arm and listening. “I spent the first seven years of my life in care. My mother lost custody when I was three and by five she lost her parental rights. I spent the next two years in foster care and was adopted by a family in Salt Lake City when I was seven.” He paused again because this was the first time he shared this story with anyone. The only people who knew were the people involved.
"An incident happened when I turned sixteen and they went back to court and reversed the adoption subsequently sending me back to foster care." Cameron started talking faster because he just wanted just to get it out there. "I petitioned the court and was emancipated. I've always been self-reliant and I was well able to care for myself. I'd already graduated high school and was accepted to UW." He stopped and looked at Bryn; he had realized that he was staring over Bryn's shoulder at a spot on the wall.
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