The Anubis snarled, and Nox lifted Luca higher, crushing their bodies together. Nox couldn’t be sure who kissed who first, but their mouths sealed, and he rutted against Luca, getting the friction he needed.
Luca cried out, and Nox drank down the sound. Wet heat smeared across his stomach, and he broke the kiss to bury his face in Luca’s neck, grazing his teeth over Luca’s pulse. He lifted his chin, and Nox bit down, dimpling Luca’s skin enough his pulse beat against his tongue. Nox moved his hands lower, working his fingers into the cleft of Luca’s ass. He bucked, whimpering.
The need rising within Nox wasn’t his own, and the Anubis urged him to take the man in his arms. A man he shouldn’t have been able to react to let alone hunger for.
Nox undulated against Luca, using every inch of contact to push himself over the edge, adding another load of cum to the mess between them. The tension knotting Nox’s muscles slipped away, and the threads of black retreated, disappearing under his skin.
Deep within Nox’s chest, the Anubis purred in satisfaction.
But it was nowhere near sated. And Nox feared now it never would be.
*****
Luca tossed aside a corner of the sleeping bag venting the humid heat trapped by the fabric.
The euphoric high enveloping Luca didn’t immediately evaporate with the end of his orgasm. Pleasure remained, washing through him in waves.
But it wasn’t just his, it wasn’t just Nox’s, but the thing inside him. At least it no longer scanned for people, and the tension in Nox’s arms had gone, leaving them limp and sliding from Luca’s hips.
The sweat soaking Luca’s hair cooled along with the cum smeared on his stomach. Like Nox’s touch, this had been a sensation all its own, eclipsing anything Luca had done with Vic. He had a feeling it would always be that way.
Always?
Would Nox consider being with him now? It helped control the Anubis, and it had given Luca a moment where he wasn’t a man dying of cancer but a man indulging in the pleasure life had to offer.
Luca leaned forward, lips parted, craving another taste of Nox’s mouth.
Nox turned his head and frowned.
Heat returned to Luca’s cheeks, but the fall of blood flow to his feet left him dizzy. Nox opened his arms wide, driving home what Luca already knew.
The remaining pleasure shriveled, and Luca scrambled off of Nox’s lap. He yanked up the front of his pants, raking the zipper dangerously close to the head of his cock.
Luca tumbled over the passenger seat and out the car. He took the key card Nox had given him when they’d checked in out of his pocket, and opened the door.
The double beds occupying the room mocked him. He rushed to the bathroom and shut himself inside. Shame dragged Luca to the ground, and he curled forward, burying his tears against his knees.
When he closed his eyes, Nox’s pained expression was all he saw. His regret the only emotion Luca felt.
Felt.
How was it possible to know Nox’s emotions, and why did the knowledge seem so natural?
Just like touching Nox. Especially the second time.
Luca didn’t want to give it up. All he wanted was more.
But Nox obviously didn’t feel the same way.
He’d worried about fucking Luca against his will, and here he’d been the one who’d taken advantage of the moment. Yes, it had stopped Nox from going after those people, but what damage had Luca’s actions done in the process?
Luca scrubbed his face and rested his head back against the paneling.
The motel room door thumped shut. Muffled shuffling came from outside the bathroom. Nox’s presence weighed down the air. The door rattled, and fabric slid against the surface. The tips of Nox’s fingers peaked from the wide gap under the door along with a fold of fabric from his sweats.
A smaller thump landed close to Luca’s ear.
“I’m…” Nox sighed. “Sorry.”