Captive Mate BL Chapter 351: - - 351-

Caspian had gotten all he needed and by sundown, he was dropping Lake off at the Black Mansion.

"Will you be able to co over for celebratory lunch tomorrow?" The blond Oga asked.

Lake gave a response in a heartbeat, "Of course! As long as you’ll have us, we’ll be there."

He waved Caspian off and made his way into the mansion, who knew wedding shopping could be so exhausting?

Lake went right to his room and then peeked through the connecting door to find Davian, not too surprised to find it empty.

Davian told him often to call when he needed sothing but Lake preferred to physically search for the Alpha whenever he couldn’t find him.

He went to the kitchen first to find it empty, making his way down to the gym next.

Davian’s searching eyes imdiately settled on him as soon as he opened the door, the Alpha’s expression brightening at the sight of him.

"I just got back." He leaned against the door fra.

Davian got off the machine he had been working out on, "How did your shopping go?"

"Great," Lake smiled, straightening up. "I’m going to shower, want to join ?" He said on the spur of the mont, only half-joking.

Davian froze at his words, he had been reaching out for a bottle of water, an inscrutable look in those gray eyes.

Lake didn’t wait too long for a response, making his way down the hallway. It was clear what he had insinuated and it made Lake a little anxious that he couldn’t tell when Davian’s answer would be.

It had been a few days since they had sex, and more often now, Lake found himself with doubts about Davian’s attraction to him.

Their relationship was simple and so so complex, but despite the complications, he didn’t want their arrangent to change.

He wanted things to remain like this, just the two of them in their little bubble... Lake looked over his shoulder as he walked into his room to find the unmistakable figure of Davian trailing behind him.

He nearly tripped at the sight, wondering how he didn’t notice the Alpha right behind him, his heart rate picking up.

Lake didn’t let it get awkward. After all, he was the one who made the offer; he would take responsibility.

"Do you want to cook dinner?" He asked casually as he took the hairband out of his hair.

Davian was in a damp tank top and basketball shorts at the entrance to his bedroom, his tanned skin gleaming with sweat.

It was still early so there was ample ti to make dinner if the Alpha wanted to. "Will you keep company?"

Lake whipped around with a smile at that, "You’d let in the kitchen while you cook?" He asked lightly.

Davian shuffled his feet, responding gruffly. "I already do."

Lake already had his printed shirt off, his laughter soft like the dimming light of the sun. "Sure," He agreed drifting to the bathroom.

Davian stood motionless after Lake went into the bathroom. He did want to take a shower with Lake but now that he was here, he wondered if the Oga had only been joking.

Lake peeked through the open bathroom door, wearing a bathrobe this ti. "Are you going to shower with all your clothes on?"

That snapped Davian out of his thoughts and pushed him forward, his tank coming off with ease.

Lake already had the shower running when he stepped into the bathroom, his silhouette visible through the frosted glass.

He took a couple of deep breaths, they were just showering together, a harmless activity that two people who lived together did all the ti.

He just had to focus on getting clean and keeping his hands off Lake... he could do this...

As soon as he stepped into the steamy heat of the shower, he felt hands grab his shoulders and push him against the tiled wall.

Soft honeyed lips pressed against his in the warm mist of the shower and he blanked out. His hands slipped around Lake’s bare waist, instantly forgetting about his plans to keep his hands off Lake.

Davian could hear his heartbeat in his head, his eyes slipping shut at the feel of their wet bodies sliding in tandem.

Lake’s hands slid up his neck to cup his face so he could better lead the kiss, and the entire ti, Davian fought the urge to put his hands lower.

That was quickly forgotten when Lake broke off the kiss and slid his hands between their bodies to wrap them around Davian’s length, causing the Alpha to let out a sharp hiss.

Lake had to stand on his tiptoes to properly kiss Davian previously, and he did it again to whisper close to the Alpha. "Does it hurt?"

It did everything but hurt, but Davian couldn’t respond because Lake deftly twisted his hand, his thumb caressing his sensitive tip.

Davian tilted his head back, letting out a choked groan when Lake sped up. It felt like the Oga’s hands were constantly dripping with aphrodisiacs, whenever he touched him, he lted with pleasure.

Davian’s eyes were closed so he missed Lake’s look of concern, as well as the sly look in his soft brown eyes, his wet lashes clumping together.

"If it hurts I’ll stop," Lake continued in that satin-soft voice, his grip loosening, his pace slowing down.

Davian’s eyes flipped open in a panic, his pupils blown out. "Don’t... it doesn’t..." Another choked moan spilled past his wet lips. "...doesn’t hurt. Fuck."

"Are you sure you’re not in pain?" Lake insisted, his hands slowing to a stop as he mouthed at Davian’s wet skin, tasting salty sweat, the scent of dark chocolate clinging to that tanned skin.

Davian whined, his hands clenched into fists by his side, clearly fighting the urge not to buck into Lake’s hands to chase the pleasure. "M’not."

Lake knew he was taking it a little too far but it was too addictive teasing Davian like this, and the Alpha was always so tolerating about it, his gray eyes glassy, thin lips creased into a pout.

Cute...