Roped (16 page)

“Aww, are you getting cranky, baby?” Tek asked mockingly.

“I passed cranky back in Chicago,” Jamie grumbled. He ran his fingers through his hair and let out a big sigh. “I’m sorry. I’m just getting edgy,” he admitted. “Ready to be there, ya know?”

“I know,” Tek assured him and turned the radio off. “Everything is going to be okay.”

“Why, because you said so?” Jamie asked, sounding weary.

Tek knew part of Jamie’s problem was he wasn’t sleeping. Every time Tek opened his eyes, he’d find Jamie staring at him, looking deep in thought. When he wasn’t watching over Tek, Jamie was fiddling with Tek’s bandages, probing at his wound, cleaning it, fussing over him like a mother hen.

“Yes. Because you take damn good care of me, and I know you won’t let anything happen to me. That’s how I know,” Tek told him sincerely. “No one can sneak up on us ’cause we’ve always got the other at our back.”

Jamie laid his hand on Tek’s thigh, a tired smile pulling at his lips as he rested his cheek against the back of the seat. “Damn right, we do,” Jamie agreed.

“We have a brand new life ahead of us, Jamie. Just you and me against the whole goddamn world. It’s going to be fucking amazing, I promise,” Tek said confidently. “Lay your head right here,” he told him and patted his lap. “I’ll tell you all about it.”

Jamie laughed, but he did as Tek asked and laid his head in Tek’s lap. With the hand of his bum arm, he ran his fingers through Jamie’s hair as he maneuvered down the highway. He needed Jamie to rest before he ended up sick. Tek was confident they could lose themselves in New York, but that didn’t mean he was as confident about staying lost. They were going to have to be smart, keep their heads down, and neither of them could do that if they were falling down from exhaustion.

Keeping his voice low and massaging Jamie’s scalp, Tek told Jamie a tale of what living together in New York City would be like. Come hell or high water, he would make it happen. He’d promised.

Tek never broke a promise to Jamie.

I had been a caged animal, poked at, mistreated, starved, only I hadn’t realized it until I broke free. Years of anger, hate, mistrust, had cultivated paranoia, left me panic stricken, disturbed, scared. I ran aimlessly from one town to the next. Never safe. Never trust. Never stop.

Run!

Run!

Run!

Fear fueled my lunacy.

I was sick with worry. Sick in my mind. Sick in my heart. Sick in my soul. The need to protect Jamie was the source of my insanity, and yet it was also my salvation. On an isolated patch of land, deep in the woods, far away from humanity, I finally stopped running. And as winter set in, the snow surrounding us, protecting us, we found our haven.

I cast aside my demons, found strength, courage as Jamie eased my troubled mind, kept me warm.

Tek Cain

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months of zigzagging around the country before Jamie’s paranoid lover finally allowed them to stay in any one place for more than a few days. When they did finally stop, it wasn’t in the city as they’d originally planned, but in upstate New York. Tek reasoned they’d need a safe house if things got hot in the city. With a large chunk of the cash Tek had taken from the club, they’d bought a hunting cabin in the middle of the woods. It was the reason Jamie found himself in a fort of ice and snow preparing for his attack.

Stealthily, Jamie lifted his head up over the ice wall trying to get a visual on Tek. Jamie could plainly see Tek’s fort. He’d built it between two large snow-covered pine trees, said he’d worried about being attacked from the side. Well, the crafty shit hadn’t thought about aerial attacks. Jamie eased up out of his crouch and lobbed the snowball over the wall of Tek’s fortress.

“Take that,” he hollered and threw another one.

Jamie jerked when something hit the back of his head, white exploding around him. He turned and was hit in the forehead with another perfectly aimed snowball, blinding him in a flash of snow. Jamie dropped down, wiping the wetness from his face, but he miscalculated where the assault had come from. Worse, he’d underestimated his opponent. Jamie flailed helplessly as Tek barreled into him and they crashed through the wall of Jamie’s fort.

“Surrender,” Tek demanded. “I have you surrounded.”

Jamie clutched at Tek’s coat and rolled them. “Never!”

They rolled and fought for the upper hand. Jamie momentarily got the advantage and pushed Tek’s face into a snow pile, but before he could savor his small victory, Tek arched his back and shoved hard with his arms. Jamie hit the ground, Tek’s back against his chest, and Jamie wrapped him in a tight bear hug, pinning Tek’s arms at his sides.

“Infidel!” Tek roared and struggled against Jamie’s tight hold.

Jamie hid his face behind Tek’s head, laughing at the crazy man’s antics. Tek continued to call out ridiculous insults of treachery and chicanery while he kicked up a blizzard in his attempt to free himself. Even the freezing ground against Jamie’s exposed lower back couldn’t dampen his amusement. Jamie got a handful of snow and rubbed it into Tek’s face.

Tek spit and sputtered as he batted away the arctic facial. “Uncle!” Tek cried out.

“Ha! I win!” Jamie hooted, released his hold on Tek, and gave him a shove. He should have known better than to trust someone as competitive as Tek. The next thing Jamie knew he was spun onto his belly and Tek sat on his back. Jamie had to turn his head to keep his face from being pressed into the snow.

“Uncle Victorious, bitch!” Tek threw his hands in the air and bounced as he did a little happy dance while straddling Jamie.

Jamie thought briefly about throwing Tek off, but the utter joy in Tek’s voice had Jamie folding his arms beneath his head and smiling up at his jubilant lover. The emotion was so rare these days, Jamie basked in seeing Tek so carefree and happy.

“Fine, fine. You win,” Jamie grumbled with mock irritation. “Now do you mind getting your lard ass off me before my boy bits get hypothermia?”

Tek went to his feet and held out his hand for Jamie. “Nothing boy about you,” Tek said and waggled his brows. “But I’d be sad if your man bits froze off.”

Jamie rolled and allowed Tek to pull him to his feet. “Then I suggest you take me in and get me out of these clothes,” Jamie informed him as he tried to wipe as much of the snow from his wet coat and jeans as he could.

“Be my pleasure,” Tek responded with a sly grin.

Jamie followed Tek to the cabin, the thick snow making it difficult to walk and made all the worse by the cold that was seeping into Jamie’s bones and making him shiver. “And a fire. A big-ass roaring fire,” he insisted.

Tek held the door open and ushered Jamie in. Jamie shrugged out of his coat, hung it on the hook near the door, and then removed his boots and wet socks. Jamie hissed when he stepped in a pile of melting snow.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to how cold it is here,” he grumbled and wiped his feet on the rug.

“Probably not,” Tek agreed. “But snowball fights are kind of fun, and the warming up part is really, really fun.”

“That remains to be seen,” Jamie deadpanned. He tromped to the fireplace, rubbing his arms vigorously. He stoked the fire and then added another log. Water dripped from his hair and beard as the heat began to thaw him.

“Oh, I’ll show you all right,” Tek assured him as he stepped up behind Jamie.

Tek grabbed the bottom of Jamie’s T-shirt and pulled it off, and then removed his own. Tek pressed his cool chest to Jamie’s back, causing Jamie to shiver again. “I don’t know how people live in these inhuman conditions,” Jamie griped. “Hell, I don’t know how I’m going to survive another two months of it.”

“We have plenty of supplies and lots of wood,” Tek told him and then kissed the side of Jamie’s neck. “And more than enough body heat to keep you from freezing your man bits off.”

It didn’t take long before the heat generated from Tek’s body rivaled that coming from the fireplace. When Tek unbuttoned Jamie’s pants and slid them down his legs, the warmth only increased, especially in his groin as he hardened.

“Body heat is a good thing,” Jamie murmured and stepped out of his jeans, kicking them to the side.

“Oh yeah,” Tek agreed and ran his hands over Jamie’s chest and stomach.

Jamie turned in Tek’s arms and reached for the button on his jeans. “Get these off,” he murmured against Tek’s lips. “Everyone knows the best way to share body heat is to be naked.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Tek shoved his jeans down and off, then pressed up closer and grabbed Jamie’s hips.

Jamie hissed when Tek’s wet and cold groin came in contact with his, but with a little friction from their swaying hips, the coldness was quickly chased away. Tek hardened against him. They shared gentle, unhurried kisses while hands roamed over cool flesh as the fire crackled and popped, heating the room as their hands heated each other’s flesh.

Jamie eased them down onto the rug until Tek was beneath him and they were stretched out from chest to toe as they continued to explore each other’s mouths with lips and tongue. It wasn’t always easy being locked away in an isolated cabin. Some days the monotony and boredom were hard to deal with. But after spending so many years hiding his feelings and then their relationship, Jamie would never take these moments for granted. If isolation was the price he had to pay to touch and kiss Tek whenever he wanted to, then he would gladly pay it.

Tek moaned into the kiss, his hands roaming Jamie’s back as his hips rolled and thrust. Jamie shifted, lying between Tek’s legs, encouraging him to spread them wider to accommodate Jamie’s size. Jamie’s lower body propped up slightly on his knees, and he began to meet each one of Tek’s thrusts with one of his own. Their hard cocks rubbed against the other, pushing Jamie’s need and want higher and higher. Kisses became deeper, hands frantic as they rubbed and dug fingers into flesh.

Jamie pulled his hips back and snapped them hard, the head of his cock sliding along the soft skin of Tek’s balls and pressing against Tek’s ass. Jamie was about to pull away when Tek gasped and arched, so Jamie did it again. He pressed against Tek’s opening with short, soft thrusts, nudging, pushing over and over until Tek was moaning.

“You like that,” Jamie murmured into the kiss.

“Yeah,” Tek groaned, his voice deep and husky with arousal. “A little harder.”

Jamie propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch Tek’s face as he teased the tight hole with the head of his cock, pushing just hard enough to tease the tight ring of muscles, then pulling back. Tek’s eyes were closed, his front teeth gripping his bottom lip as he moaned. Fuck his man was gorgeous when he was lost in pleasure.

Jamie had teased Tek’s ass plenty of times with fingers when he’d been blowing him or jerking him off. It always made Tek nuts and shoot like a fountain. But he’d never fucked him. He’d dreamed about it, stroked himself to orgasm to fantasies of bending Tek over and ramming deep inside him, but he hadn’t acted on his desires. Holy shit, how he wanted to act now. It took every bit of his restraint not to slam into that perfect tight heat.

Jamie’s skin tingled, muscles thrumming and his dick so fucking hard it hurt as he fought not to give in to his need while he rubbed, rubbed, rubbed against Tek’s hole. Tek arched his back again just as Jamie pressed forward, and the head breached the tight ring of muscles.

Tek’s eyes snapped open and went wide with shock. “Ow. Wait,” he panted.

Jamie pulled back, slipped from Tek’s body. “Shit. I’m sorry. Got carried away.”

“’S’all right,” Tek assured him. “Just wasn’t…. I want you to.”

“I don’t know if I could be gentle,” Jamie panted. Jesus, he wanted to, but he honestly didn’t know if he could do it without hurting his man.

“Then don’t….” Tek shook his head and licked his lips. “Just…. Fuck, Jamie, just get the lube and condom. Don’t make me beg.”

Jamie scrambled to the sofa and grabbed the lube from beneath the cushion and huffed out a frustrated breath. No condom.

“Dammit, Jamie, would you hurry up? There, next to the bed,” Tek pleaded.

Jamie looked over his shoulder to see Tek, knees bent, feet planted on the floor as he thrust up into the hand wrapped around his straining cock.

Jamie’s legs were a little weak, his erection bobbing painfully as he dashed to the bedside table. He jerked the drawer open so hard the contents spilt on the floor, but he ignored the mess and snatched up a condom, opened it, and fumbled to roll it down his shaft. Jamie dropped to his knees between Tek’s legs and popped the cap on the lube. Jamie poured a small amount into his palm, slicked up his sheathed cock, and smeared the rest along Tek’s ass.

Tek slid his hands beneath his knees, spreading himself open, offering himself to Jamie. Jamie couldn’t stand it another second, and he moved closer and guided his cock until the head was pressed against Tek’s opening.

“You sure,” Jamie asked through gritted teeth.