the water. Zack let himself in and stared at Ace’s broad back through the glass door of the stall. His dark hair shone blue-black in the light as greedy droplets of water clung to his shoulders and lower. Down the small of his back to that muscular ass to those thick thighs he could easily imagine spread wide while he pushed between firm cheeks…
“Zack.” Ace turned around, sporting a hard-on. He spoke as if nothing was amiss.
“What’s up?”
Wanting nothing more than to get down on his knees and take Ace’s cock between his lips, Zack concentrated on looking only at Ace’s eyes. The dark brown irises appeared jet-black, deep pools of emotion Ace normally kept under wraps.
“We need to get out of here for a while.”
Ace frowned.
“There’s a situation. Nothing serious,” he said quickly before Ace could ask. “Well, yeah, it’s serious, but in a good way. I can’t explain here. Too many ears.” Too many Circs.
“Bottom line is that you and I need to come to an understanding. I’ll tell you all about it once we’re gone. Pack enough for a week.”
Ace blinked in surprise. “We’re leaving?”
“Just for a little while. Like I said, we need to handle this away from the others.” Ace nodded and turned off the shower. Just like that. No questions, no arguments. Zack was instantly suspicious. Ace stepped out of the shower, dripping on the floor. The two men stood face-to-face. Zack wasn’t surprised to see a measure of cunning reflected in Ace’s black gaze.
“I’m humoring you. Now humor me.”
“What?” Zack took a cautious step back, prepared for anything. A swipe of claws, a shove, a joke at his expense.
Ace stepped forward, slowly, as if stalking prey. “Why are you backing away? Are you afraid of me?”
“Please. I can kick your scrawny ass any day of the week.” Not a scrawny ass, a tight, hot, fuckable ass. “I’m ready for whatever you’re going to throw my way.” Ace relaxed and smiled. “I doubt it.” Without warning, he plastered his mouth to Zack’s and kissed him hard.
Chapter Four
Ace groaned, rewarded with the kind of perfection he’d dreamed about but could never have hoped for. Zack’s kiss. They’d fucked and touched when changed, but they’d never shared a kiss. Zack relaxed his mouth under Ace’s, but he remained tense, as if waiting for an attack.
Which I would have given him if he’d tried something like this with me before today.
God, this feels so good. It can’t be wrong, can it? Ace couldn’t stop thinking about what they’d done earlier. His beast purred in his breast, almost happy. Never before had he felt that. Satisfying the mating heat cured his cravings, but he’d never felt this welling of affection. It confused him as much as it made him seek more.
He pulled back and stared at the lust gathered on Zack’s face. “You want me to leave with you.”
“What? Yes. Yes, we need to go,” Zack said hoarsely.
“Okay, but first I need you to do something for me.”
“Sure.”
It gratified him that Zack still couldn’t catch his breath. “Put your hands behind you, flat on the counter. Don’t move them, no matter what I do.”
Zack frowned.
Ace sighed. He was as bad at seducing men as he was at seducing women. Look how he constantly fucked up with Kelly. “Look, I have some questions. I need to see if I can handle you…us.”
Understanding -- or was that hope? -- lit Zack’s gray eyes. “Just put my hands like this?” He placed his hands palm down on the laminate countertop. In doing so, he thrust his chest forward, his massive pecs impressive to anyone with a pulse.
“Good,” Ace said gruffly. “Now shut up and don’t move.”
“Typical,” Zack muttered with humor.
Ace fell to his knees, enthralled with the hard dick beneath Zack’s shorts. He pulled the material down to Zack’s sandaled feet, then ripped it off.
“What --”
“Didn’t I say to shut up?” Ace asked with menace.
Zack narrowed his