Dark Illusion (Famiglia Book 3)

by A. J. Daniels

  I can’t fight it anymore. I want him. I’ve wanted him since he dropped me on my ass that first day on the beach. I lean in, keeping my eyes trained on his for any sign that I’ve read this wrong and he doesn’t want this. But when a slow, sexy smile curls the corner of his mouth, I know I haven’t misread the signs.

  Pressing my lips against his, I pause for a second to take it all in. His lean body in close contact with mine, his fingers winding their way in my hair, holding me to him. The feel of his warm, wet body under my fingertips. Slowly, with the self-control of a freaking saint, I start kissing him. Running my tongue along the seam of his lips. Kai opens for me instantly, his tongue seeking out mine. I explore every inch of his mouth, committing it all to memory in case this is the first and only time I’ll get to experience it.

  The slow, sensual, exploration of his mouth doesn’t last long when liquid heat courses through my body. I can’t get enough of his taste. Can’t get enough of the sensation of him against me. It feels so right.

  “Toni,” he moans when our cocks rub together through the wet fabric of our shorts. The minute I sense strong hands gliding down my back to grip my ass, I rip my mouth away from his and take a staggering step backward.

  “I shouldn’t have done that.” Cursing myself and the fact that I just can’t seem to let go and take the first step to going after what I obviously want.

  Kai’s head drops back against the door with a thud, his eyes never straying from mine. We stare at each other, both our breaths coming in heavy pants. Fuck, he’s gorgeous with his tousled hair, blue eyes darkened by lust, and every time his Adam’s apple bobs, I picture myself licking it while my fingers tug at the barbells in his nipples. I can see the tight muscles of his abs through his wet shirt rippling with each heavy exhale and my dick twitches at the view, but when I finally get a good look at the tenting in his shorts I know there’s no use in fighting this anymore. My mouth waters at the sight. For the first time, I wonder what it would be like to suck another man’s cock. To trace the veins with the tip of my tongue. What would he taste like? What would he feel like?

  “Fuck. Stop looking at me like that,” Kai groans, palming the tent in his shorts.

  “Like what?”

  “Like I’m a piece of meat and you want to devour me whole,” he pants. The corner of his lips twitching into a grin.

  “What if I do?” I swallow hard taking a step toward him. “Want to devour you whole?”

  I barely have time to brace myself before Kai’s body collides with mine. His hand wraps around the nape of my neck and pulls my lips down to meet his eager ones.

  “Tell me you want this,” he rasps against my neck. Nipping and sucking his way up to my jawline. “Tell me I’m not dreaming.”

  I palm the globes of his ass, walking him backward until his back is pressing against the wall. Grinding my pelvis into his, I sink my teeth into his jaw. “Does this feel like a dream?” I growl.

  “Fuck no,” he groans. His hips try to buck up, but they don’t move far with the way I’m pinning him to the wall. Kai whines, squirming, desperately seeking out some sort of friction. “Toni.”

  I love hearing my name fall from his lips. Especially the nickname he seems hellbent on calling me. Nobody has ever called me Toni before. The acknowledgement that he calls me something nobody else has before, tugs at something inside of me, but I push it down and ignore it.

  “What do you want, baby?” I rasp, my lips brushing the shell of his ear with every word.

  “I want,” he swallows hard, “need,” he amends. “I need you.”

  My hips buck at the plea in his voice, our cocks rubbing together as I scramble to get his shirt off. As soon as the wet material clears his head and fingers, my lips find the barbells in his nipple and suck.

  Kai’s head drops back against the wall with a dull thud, his fingers tightening in my hair, holding me in place as I suck on his nipple piercing, before moving over to the give the other nipple some attention. Sliding my palm down his stomach and under the waistband of his underwear, my fingers curl around his length, my thumb tracing over the slit. He’s already leaking for me and if I were to continue my torture, I’m sure I could make him come just like this. The knowledge that I could make him come just from sucking on his pierced nipples and running my thumb over the slit in his cock intrigues me.

  Kai groans long and hard sending little puffs of air across my neck. Then his lips are trailing open-mouthed kisses along the curve of my neck. I hiss when a hand wraps around my cock, still hidden behind the wet fabric of my shorts, and gives a slow pull. He pauses when I let out a low groan, my hips punching forward. A slow, sexy grin curls his lips when he does it again and again.

  “Ah. If you don’t stop I’m gonna come.”

  His grin grows. “Wouldn’t have pinned you as a piercing guy.”

  Eyebrow raised, I tug on one of his barbells. Kai curses and I chuckle until the fucker tugs on the top ring of my Jacob’s Ladder. Batting his hand away, I shove my shorts down as best as I can with one hand and then do the same with his, finally freeing both of our cocks.

  Lining them both up, I use the pre-cum leaking from the head of our cocks as lube, dragging my fist down to the base and a slow tug up. Kai’s hips buck up, each thrust of his cock into my fist rubs against the rings of the Jacob’s Ladder.

  Our faces are so close, we’re breathing in the same air. Kai slams his lips down on mine when I tighten my fist around us and jack us off faster.

  “Ah, fuck. Toni.”

  His head falls back with another thud, exposing his throat. I lean in and nip, suck, and lick up his neck to his ear.

  “I can’t wait to slide into this ass,” I rasp. “Can’t wait to see your hole take my load.”

  Kai lets out a string of curses seconds before jets of cum coat my hand. Watching him come apart under me is enough to set off my own orgasm and with one last snap of my hips, I’m coming. Kai grips the wrist of the hand still wrapped around both our cocks and brings it to his lips. Rubbing the cum mixture over his lips first, his tongue darts out to lap up the remaining mix on my hand before slowly running along his lips to gather the rest.

  A snarl rips out of me as I crush my mouth to his. Tasting our combined juices on his tongue as well as a taste that can only be described as Kai. I sigh content when he laces his fingers through my hair and kisses me back.

  ***

  Kai

  “Wake up, sleepyhead,” a deep voice whispers in my ear, scratchy stubble rubbing against my cheek. I swat him away, roll over, and go back to sleep.

  Toni chuckles, pulling me into him. I can’t help but wiggle my ass a little against his crotch. His grip tightens on my hip, a low groan vibrating against my back.

  “Careful,” he murmurs into my neck, his hot breath sending shivers through my body. “Don’t tempt what you’re not ready for.”

  “What’s that?”

  Toni stills, and if I couldn’t still feel him breathing against my neck I would think he might have died right here, laying behind me, with his arms securely around me.

  “C’mon, get dressed. I want to take you somewhere.”

  I crack open an eye, blindingly patting under my pillow for my phone. “It’s barely four a.m.,” I grumble, dropping my head back down on the pillow and snuggling back under the blanket.

  “And if you don’t get up now, we’ll be late,” he says ripping the blanket off the bed.

  I yelp as the cold, early morning air hits my skin and glare over at the half naked man smirking in the corner, conveniently out of my reach.

  Just under an hour later, after Toni had to coax me out of bed again -- which may be my new favorite thing if we end up in the shower and doing that each time -- and him plying me with enough coffee to give a lesser man a heart attack, he’s pushing me out the door. As soon as we hit the stretch of beach, Toni reaches for my hand as we walk the short distance toward the Lazy Lizard.

  We stop a few feet away from the e
ntrance to the Lizard. The sun hasn’t come up yet, but the sky is that incredible light blue right before it does. It’s quiet except for the sounds of the waves rolling into the shore, the seagulls aren’t even awake yet. It’s peaceful.

  Toni walks us over to a swing and nudges me to take a seat while he remains standing behind it, his fingers curling around the rope on either side.

  “What are we doing here so early?” I ask, rocking back and forth with my toes.

  “I’ve never watched the sun rise.”

  That gives me pause. “What? How?”

  “I don’t know. It just wasn’t something I thought about, I guess. I was always up before the sun rose but I usually spent those first few hours in the gym or in the office. I never really realized how many things I was missing out on. Simple things.”

  “Like watching the sun rise?” I ask, with a teasing tone.

  He laughs, pulling the swing back. “Like watching the sun rise.”

  “Well,” I say, as the first new rays begin to appear on the horizon, “I’m glad I can experience this first with you.”

  “The first of many.”

  We’re quiet as the sky transforms into orange, red, and yellow hues. Antonio’s revelation makes me wonder what things I may have taken for granted, thinking they’ll always be there for me to appreciate at a later date.

  I learnt to appreciate a lot of things more after I was able to get away from him. I shiver just thinking about the fact that he’s still out there, and if he wasn’t currently sitting in prison, would probably be doing the same things to some poor, unsuspecting boy. When I did finally manage to escape his clutches the first time, there was nothing the cops could do. Or would do. To them I was just another gay guy who got mixed up with the wrong people. I had it coming.

  I barely contain the snort. I had it coming. Yeah, because every gay guy expects their boyfriend to hold them against their will for months on end, strapped to a bed and forced to soil himself and the bed because his captor got some sick kink from it.

  Sorry, not captor. Lover. That word associated with him… with anyone like him has my stomach rolling and bile rising up my throat, but I choke it down. After Dane and the guys convinced the cops that I hadn’t just run away with him and he had kidnapped me, they took it seriously. That was how I managed to get away from him the second time, and it was my testimony that put him away for ten years. But this is supposed to be Antonio’s moment and I refuse to let him ruin it.

  “You okay back there?” I ask, leaning against his chest.

  “Hmm.” Is the only answer I get.

  When I crane my neck to get a better look at him, Toni looks deep in thought. Eyes a darker blue than my own trained on the almost fully risen sun. His dark brows are pulled down in a frown, causing little lines to appear next to his eyes. My fingers itch to reach out and smooth the lines, to ease away whatever thoughts have him frowning.

  “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

  A couple of beats pass before he answers. “Do you ever think how one small decision could change the course of the rest of your life? Like, if I had decided to go to Mexico instead of choosing Belize I wouldn’t have been on the beach that day, you wouldn’t have run into me and we wouldn’t be where we are now. Or if I had made the decision to come out to my family when I first suspected I was gay, would things have worked out the same? Would I still have the life I have today, only better? Would it have still led me here? To you? I’d like to think it would have but…”

  “But probably not,” I finish for him.

  That second day, Antonio told me how he was here to find a missing part of himself. I can’t help but wonder if what he said was true, if he did come out at an earlier age, would he still have felt an urge to take this trip?

  The selfish part of me wants to say yes. Yes, because now that I’ve met him, I can’t picture this trip without him. For so long the only person in my life was him, but now there is Antonio. It is foolish to hope that whatever we started last night will continue beyond that or the next week. He clearly and without any hesitation said that first night that whatever happens on this island has to stay on this island.

  Would I be okay with being his dirty little secret if by any chance it did go beyond last night? I mean, not much happened. We didn’t exactly fuck in the true sense. We just fooled around. We could chalk it up to a couple of beers on an empty stomach and the adrenaline rush of making it back to shore in the kayaks before the storm really took off.

  Slipping off the swing, I turn to face him. His steel-blue eyes, grayer in the early morning light, curiously peer down at me. Reaching up, I wrap a hand around the nape of his neck and tug, bringing his lips down to mine.

  The answer is yes. I am okay with being his dirty little secret while we’re both on this island. I need his touch to replace memories of old ones just as much as he needs mine to prove to himself who he truly is.

  “Kai.” His voice is rough, laced with promises of sex and escape, when we finally come up for air.

  “Take me back to bed, Toni.”

  ***

  “Holy shit.” My breath comes in heavy pants as I collapse under Toni following that mind-blowing orgasm.

  He laughs, stretching out on the bed beside me after disposing of the condom. His fingers lightly trace over the muscles in my back, lulling me into an even more relaxed state, if that’s even possible. God, I could easily fall asleep like this. Completely sated, lying next to Toni with his fingers caressing my skin.

  “We should shower.”

  “Why?” I mumble into the sheets, not bothering to lift my head.

  “You smell like me.”

  “Hmm,” I sigh, throwing an arm over his torso and snuggling into his side. “S’okay. I like smelling like you.”

  That’s the last thing I remember before my eyes grow heavy and I succumb to sleep. Memories of the last several hours fresh in my mind.

  After I had spoken those words Toni gripped my hand in his and we raced back to his Airbnb. No sooner had the front door closed and my back was pushed against it.

  I cursed when he playfully nipped at my nipple. My hands flew to undo his shorts.

  “Quit fucking around, Toni,” I grunted and he laughed, licking his way down the ridges of my toned stomach.

  “Oh, I’ll fuck you alright,” he teased, trailing his tongue along the expanse of skin just above the waistband of my shorts.

  He groaned when he yanked down my pants and briefs, and my thick cock sprung free in front of his face. I could see the hesitation clear on his face, but also determination. I should have told him it was okay, that he didn’t have to do this. But if I’ was being honest with myself, I wanted everything he was ready to give me, and I realized how fucked that was after only knowing him a few days.

  I pulled him off me just as my balls started to draw up. Head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, Adam’s apple bobbing with barely concealed restraint, I breathed through the threatening orgasm. As much as I wanted to come in his mouth, I’d have much preferred come with his cock inside me. When I finally opened my eyes he was still on his knees before me. Toni slowly licked his lips.

  He kissed his way back up my body. I’ was suddenly aware that he was still fully dressed while I was as naked as the day I was born.

  I tilted my head, giving him full access to lick and suck up my neck and along my jaw before claiming my lips again.

  “Need these off,” I panted. My fingers curling in the waistband of his pants.

  Antonio

  TWO WEEKS.

  It’s been two weeks since that first day on the beach by the Lazy Lizard bar where I met up with Kai. Two weeks free from murder and mayhem. Two weeks of sun, drinks, firepits, and Kai. Two weeks of being me. Uninterrupted, untainted by the demands of the Famiglia.

  “Can’t we extend our vacations for another couple days? Maybe even a week?” Kai asks, tracing patterns on my naked chest as I try to echo the same pattern on his back, but I
keep getting distracted by the ridges of muscle under my fingertips.

  “I wish. You know I would put off reality as long as I possibly could.”

  He sighs, rolling away from me and pushing off the bed. I groan at the sight of his naked back and round ass.

  “Take one last shower with me then.”

  “You’re going to be the death of my dick.”

  “But what a good way to go,” he grins, heading for the shower.

  I step in after him, the glass door closing behind me. I pour some of the gel body wash in the palm of my hand and motion for Kai to turn around so I can wash his back. I work the gel into a rich lather across his broad shoulders, down the middle of his back where it tapers down to his hips. Kai hisses when my hands run over the globes of his ass and the red marks from earlier. My dick perks up at the memories of beads of pre-cum dripping from the slit of Kai’s cock when I spanked him. It made me think maybe he wouldn’t be all that opposed to accompanying me to the club. But as fast as the thought had entered my mind last night, I pushed it away. Except, now in the light of day I realize it’s still there, festering at the back of my mind.

  Hamilton isn’t that far from Toronto. I’m all over the GTA often enough, dealing with the bikers here, that Braxton wouldn’t think it weird if I take a sudden interest in traveling. It would still be a big risk, one with dire consequences. I will need to make sure Kai will even want to continue this away from the Island before any rash decisions.

  Spreading his cheeks apart, my mouth begins to water at the sight of his puckered hole. I want to run my tongue around it and make him writhe like he did last night. So, I do. Kai jumps slightly when I lick over his hole, but I grip his hips and hold him still. Lapping at him, Kai groans low and bends over farther in an attempt to push my tongue deeper. Bracing one hand on the wet tile of the shower, his other cups the back of my head encouraging me to tongue fuck him harder.

  “Please, Toni.”

  I rise to my full height, reaching over to the grab the condom I brought in here with me. Kai watches me with hooded eyes as I roll the latex down my length, while he pumps his angry looking cock. His teeth sink into his bottom lip, turning it pink.