“Look at me, Cameron,” I grunted, forehead dripping sweet. “Look at me, baby.”
She opened her eyes and bit down on her lip as another climax took her.
“I’m gonna come, and I want to look in your eyes when I do.”
“Yes.” It was all she could manage to say.
Three more strokes, and I nearly blacked out. An explosion of pleasure so intense, so earth-shattering, that it felt like my balls had exploded in a firework of ecstasy. My cock twitched and spasmed as I came inside her, and with each throb and burst of bliss, our eyes remained locked. In those few sacred moments, it was like our souls became one.
Spent, I collapsed at her side, panting, both of our bodies glazed with sweat. I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. A moment before I slipped into sleep, I cursed the universe for the life it had given me. Then, I sank into a world of fitful dreams, with Cameron nestled against my body.
27
Cameron
An electronic chirping sound drew me out of sleep. Eyes still gummy and almost dried shut with tears, I glanced around the room, trying to figure out what the noise was. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was, and then I noticed Nate’s arm draped across my body. The night before came back into full focus, and a deep, almost overwhelming sadness enveloped me. The warmth of his arm on my skin was like some last bitter broken promise.
As my senses cleared, I realized the chirping was the ringing of my phone. It was still plugged in beside the bed where it had been for the last twenty-four hours. I’d had no need of it in the magical single day I’d spent with Nate.
After snatching it up, I saw Lesley was calling. I didn’t want to talk to her while I was lying beside Nate. The call went to voicemail before I managed to disentangle myself from him.
“What’s wrong?” Nate mumbled blearily, the blankets covering his face.
“Lesley’s calling. Go back to sleep.”
“Mmhm,” he grunted, and rolled back over.
After pulling on a robe, I hurried down the small flight of stairs. The cabin had come supplied with a pair of men’s and women’s slippers, and I slid my feet into the women’s pair before slipping out the door. Even in the summer, the Toronto area could be a little chilly in the morning, and today was no exception. I tugged my robe tighter around me as the phone began to ring again.
“Hello?” I said as I walked to the rear of the cabin.
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve called and texted like a dozen times,” Lesley said.
From her tone, I knew she was pissed. Glancing down at the phone display, I saw notifications for missed calls, texts, and social media messages. Leaving my phone in the cabin all day after sending a cryptic text may not have been the best idea.
“Sorry. I wasn’t near my phone most of yesterday.”
“Are you gonna tell me what the hell that text meant yesterday morning? What’s going on with you and Rick?Really?”
“I told you, he’s not taking the breakup well.”
“Did he touch you again? Because if he did, I’ll cut his dick off.”
“We, uh, we had another fight, and?—”
“About what?”
“Uh…”
Trying to explain this without telling her anything about shifters was incredibly difficult. I had no idea how Nate had been able to do it with me.
“Uh? What the hell doesuhmean?” Lesley demanded. “Did he threaten you or something? I don’t give a fuck if his dad wipes his ass with gold-plated toilet paper. You can go to the cops if he’s being a total asshole.” Her sentence was punctuated with a heavy sneeze. “Shit. Sorry.”
“Are you okay? Are you still sick?”
“Yes. I think this is more than a cold. I may actually have the flu. I feel like dog shit. Go on with your story. What exactly happened with you two?”
I wove what I thought was a pretty believable tale of Rick coming to Lesley’s place to work things out, but it turned into another big fight. I didn’t lietoomuch. I only left out the brawl in the street, me slugging Rick, calling the cops—oh, and dry-humping Nate in the forest before all that. Other than that, I was pretty on the nose about what happened.
