Your son for Mine

chapter 3

Hello, Lucas Dupont

Lucas wondered how long it would take the hired detective to find him. His mom had sent him a photo so he'd know who to look for. Lucas had seen him as soon as he'd entered the bar. That's when he'd made the decision to put on his little show. The man was attractive. Short black hair, brown eyes. He looked a bit like a modern-day Viking. Beautiful and brutal. But, Jesus, the man was tense, Shoulders pulled back tight, jaw set, the furrow between his eyes that were set intently upon the crowd. Lucas had ducked every time the man's eyes turned his way. Lucas wasn't going down without a fight. From the glare the handsome/Viking was giving him, he could tell, it was going to be one hell of a fight.
Lucas brought two fingers to his lips and blew the man a kiss.
Lucas didn't think Mr. Handsome- Mario, his mom had said- could get any tenser, but he was wrong. The man's face turned bright red. The deep furrow between his brows got deeper, the shoulders tenser. He jerked his head towards the bar, with a force that made Lucas wonder if Mario the handsome had given himself a concussion. Mario started that way, obviously expecting Lucas to follow him.

Lucas decided to appease him, at least this once, and squeezed his way through his throng of admirers, pausing along the way to shove his tongue down the throat of a hot brunet who grabbed his ass. The guy started rubbing up and down Lucas like he was the pole he'd just abandoned. Forgetting all else, except his own super-hard dick, he rubbed back. His tongue intensified its assault and Lucas could feel the vibration from the guy's moans, which only made him try to shove his tongue deeper and his erection closer. And that's how Mario found him.

"Excuse me."

Lucas looked up to see Mario tapping the brunet's shoulder.

"Back off, buddy." The brunet said to him, releasing Lucas's mouth and moving on to devour his throat. Lucas leaned back to give him more room and let his hands drift down to the brunet's waistband. Lucas let his head fall back and looked up at Mario with a smirk. Man, you could almost see the steam coming out of the Mr handsome ears. He'd be lucky if he had any teeth left, he was grinding them so hard.
Lucas thought he should give Mario the number of his dentist. Maybe his massage therapist too.
Looking down at Lucas, Mario narrowed those deep-set blue eyes and then quickly looked back up at the brunet who was doing a Hoover impression on Lucas's neck.

"No, you back off."

Oooh, Mr. Viking was getting festy.

Mario grabbed the guy's shoulder this time and pried him away from Lucas body.

"Hey!"

The guy glared at Mario and squared his shoulders. A tingle went down Luca's spine. There was something
so appealing about two alphas squaring off over him. Of course, it would be better if it was because they both wanted to fuck him. Sadly, not the case. One certainly did. The other probably didn't want to fuck him, but Lucas was quite positive at this point, Mario wanted to fling him over one of those broad shoulders, carry him off to some cabin in the middle of nowhere and leave him tied up in a corner, while he guarded the door against any a boogeyman's. And while certain aspects of that scenario sounded appealing​ most did not. Not middle of nowhere, and not Mr. Straight Neanderthal.

Mario took a step towards the brunet and Lucas decided he should probably intervene, so he stepped between the two and put a hand on each man's chest.

"Whoa, fellas. Okay, Mario right? Let's go talk." He
turned to the brunet. "Got a phone?"

"Yeah," the guy said,
reaching in his back pocket and handing the phone over to Lucas, while still determined to win the staring contest with Mario. Lucas pointed the camera at himself, puckered his lips in a kiss, and snapped a photo.

He proceeded to punch in his number before handing the phone back to the guy, reaching up, grabbing the guy's head, and pulling it down for a hot, wet, sloppy kiss, and then turned around. The guy's hands were still around him. They ran up his chest and pinched his nipples with a little twist before they started to migrate down towards his straining cock. Lucas turned his head into the guy's neck, still writhing against him, and licking the outside of the man's ear.

"Call me, so we can finish what we've started." Lucas looked up at the guy who was shooting daggers at Mario over Lucas's shoulder. He rubbed one more time against the brunet and felt the guy's erection right against his ass. Lucas narrowed his eyes and shot daggers of his own at Mario before he released his would-be-lover and took a step towards Mr. Brutally, who was currently mid-eye-roll.

Whatever.

Looking up at him, Lucas raised his hand and pointedly jabbed his two fingers into Mario's solar plexus. He heard the man suck in a rough breath.