Dex stilled with the blanket in hand, meeting Hammer’s eyes, which silently begged for him not to wear the pepperoni cape as they fucked.
Fine.Dex threw the fleece pizza slice to the floor.
“What if that was my sidekick nickname. Pizza Slice.”
Hammer burst out laughing, but squeezed Dex’s ass. “That makes no sense. You only came up with that because you want the character to wear that cape.”
Dex put his hands on Hammer’s shoulders to steady himself. “No, hear me out. In the next chapter of Executioner’s bloody adventures, they make pepperoni… out of people.”
Hammer shook his head. “So they’re cannibals now?”
“You’re right. I’ll try to come up with a better nickname sober.”
Hammer kissed his jaw. “How about ‘Property’? At least your character could still have the patch…”
“I miss it already,” Dex said, desperately needing to get his jeans off. “I think I’ll get it tattooed now that I can’t wear it on clothes any longer.” He unglued himself from Hammer despite wanting to stay in his man’s lap, but between dry-humping and the prospect of fucking, the latter won. Dex pushed his pants down, so greedy he didn’t even bother to fully get his jeans and underwear off and just left them hanging in a tangle around his ankles.
Hammer got the hint and was already pulling his dick out.
Dex’s drunk head spun as he took a moment to admire that perfect tool, but he eventually lost balance and landed back in Hammer’s lap. Thick and delicious, it wasn’t outrageously big, so Dex could enjoy it every day, but what made this dick the best in the universe was the man it was attached to. Hammer was a sex god in human form, and Dex would do anything to keep him.
The steel-gray eyes shone with humor as he grabbed Dex’s buttocks and pulled him close, so their hardening cocks ended up squeezed together between their bodies. “You’ll always be mine. This man is never letting you go,” he whispered before his lips found Dex’s. No booze wasthisaddictive. When Hammer’s tongue toyed with Dex’s, fireworks exploded inside his skull.
He wrapped his arms around Hammer’s neck and closed his eyes as he melted into the kiss. No one else had made him feel this desired, and since Hammer’s appetite for sex matched Dex’s, there were plenty of opportunities for satisfying their voracious hunger.
So maybe their connectionwasfucked up, but no one needed to know theyenjoyedthe dismemberment and killing they had to do for the club the same way other people enjoyed golf. With Hammer at his side, Dex didn’t care that some of the other bikers considered them weird at times. He liked the hushed comments and the hint of intimidation. Even if he was still the same fun Dex, no one fucked with him.
No one but Hammer.
Dex lifted his hips, and the slick cock prodded at his hole, hot, stiff and about to fuck him without mercy.
“Show me you mean it,” he whispered into Hammer’s ear before nipping on the flesh.
One thrust later, he was in dick heaven.
The end