Free Phoenix Arizona by Lynn Hagen Page B

wanted to lock himself in his bedroom and stay hidden in the closet—okay, maybe not the closet. Phoenix had had a hard enough time coming out of it in high school. But it made a guy want to hide until the psycho killer was caught.
    “Let that cocksucker come near him. I’ll cut his balls off and feed them to him.” The table shook as Armando pounded his large fist on it.
    “Good, I’m glad we both agree on that.” Matt extended his hand to Armando, but his best friend pulled his further away.
    “You sure you don’t have fleas?”
    “Bitch,” Matt growled.
    “Fucker,” Armando replied.
    “Enough or you both can leave,” Phoenix huffed. His hands were fisted on his hips while he sat in Matt’s lap. Some of the steam left Phoenix’s sails when Matt leaned down and kissed the back of his neck. Damn it, how can I be tough when Matt did shit like that?
    “Okay, I’m outta here before you two start fucking on the kitchen table.” Armando pushed his chair back and stood. “Uh, I was only kidding…really…don’t. I have to eat on it and thinking about you two…just don’t.”
    “Sounds like a wonderful idea to me.” Matt needled Armando as he laid a soft kiss on Phoenix’s lips and then began to grope him at the table.
    “I swear to god, doggie…” Armando said as he walked out of the kitchen. The rest of what he said was spoken so low that Phoenix didn’t catch it. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh or be angry at this point.
    “Bitch,” Matt grumbled as he rested his chin on Phoenix’s head.
    And here Phoenix was afraid Armando wouldn’t get along with Matt.
     
    * * * *
     
    Matt stood and carried Phoenix to his bedroom. His mate sitting in his lap was too much. Matt needed to be buried inside his mate’s tight ass.
    “I thought you had to get back to the station?” Phoenix asked as Matt kicked the bedroom door closed behind them. They were kissing in a lust-filled frenzy, Matt trying desperately to stick his tongue down Phoenix’s damn throat. He needed his mate, needed to be inside of him. It was a crazed feeling that was burning Matt alive. He needed to touch Phoenix, touch every part of his exposed skin. His hands slid under Phoenix’s shirt, playing with the delicate skin of his sides. It wasn’t enough. Matt needed more.
    “Station can wait.” He tossed his badge and gun up on the dresser after clicking the safety into place. They landed on the full-size bed, Phoenix scrambling to get rid of his clothes.
    Matt leaned back on his knees and took in the creamy nymph lying beneath him. He knew Phoenix was going to be gorgeous naked, but damn, the man was a work of art. He lay on the bed, spread out so prettily for Matt to feast on.
    Dragging his gaze back up Phoenix’s body, Matt met the smaller man’s eyes. “Fuck, you’re so damn perfect.” He leaned down and licked Phoenix’s pretty pink nipple, watching as it tightened to a peak under his tongue. Matt blew a tuft of air across the moist skin and then sucked it back into his mouth and rolled the peak with his teeth.
    “Matt…hell…fuck me.” Phoenix begged as his weeping cock ground into Matt’s stomach. Matt released Phoenix’s nipple and started to work on the other one. His mate’s nipples were small, pink, and downright perfect. Matt wanted to consume the small man, because it sure as hell felt like Phoenix was consuming him. Matt felt a connection that bordered on madness.
    “Patience.” He grabbed Phoenix’s cock, squeezing it lightly as pre-cum seeped from the slit and dripped down the side of Matt’s hand. Matt released Phoenix’s nipple and then paused to kiss Phoenix, whispering his love for each part of his mate’s body.
    Phoenix’s breath came in one long, surrendering moan.
    Matt pushed down the bed, situating himself between Phoenix’s thighs, and licked the head of his mate’s cock while his eyes stayed locked on his lover’s. Phoenix reached down and ran his hand through Matt’s hair then