RAW Deception (Round 2 in the RAW Instinct Series)

Chapter 3

Thursday

Drakensberg Mountains. Canton's Cottage.

Edward Canton-Curisco woke up the moment Raw screamed. "Shhh, it's okay. It's okay, you had a bad dream that's all. Just a bad dream," Edward whispered, caressing Raw's face. "I'm here. It's all over. It's okay."

Raw's voice caught in his throat as if he'd swallowed barbed wire. "It won't stop, Ed. The dreams won't stop."

Shane tried to get up from the bed but Raw held him. "Please, just hold me."

"I'm going to get a towel to wipe your body. You're wet. I'll put on the light."

"Fuck! I feel so helpless. Thank you."

"I'll be back in a second," Edward said, turning the light on and climbing out of bed.

"What's the time?"

Edward pushed a button on his cell phone. "Two thirty." The moment his cell phone went live, it chimed as two messages appeared.

"Hello. What's this?" Edward frowned.

"What's what?" Raw asked curiously.

"A message from Shane. It came through just before midnight."

"Let me remind you we're married, mister."

Edward smiled. "Shane is fucking good looking, but I have the ultimate best."

Raw lifted his head off the pillow and exclaimed, "I've seen how he looks at you. That wanton, come-to-bed look in his eyes."

"You're taking far too many tablets, Boxer. Give me a minute. Let me read this:

Hey guys. On leave at last! Looking forward to seeing you both this Friday for your First Anniversary. How is Raw? Hope he's doing okay. Worry about him lots. Would you mind if I arrived a day earlier? I like to acclimatize.

"Of-course he's welcome any time," Raw said. "A day earlier won't be a problem. He'll be staying for a week anyway."

"I was thinking the same," Edward said. He punched in his reply and left the room. A few moments later he returned with a wet, warm facecloth.

"How many people did we invite eventually?" Raw asked, obviously having forgotten. They'd sent out the invites three months ago.

"Shane, Angie and Uncle Stephen." Edward gently wiped Raw's face and neck and brushed his abs, still heavy and looking like a thousand hills.

"That's three."

"Curisco and your mom are out of the country so they won't be here," Shane said.

"It's going to be a great get together," Raw said as Shane wiped his genitals. "You won't have to do this for long." His voice soft and tempting.

Edward glanced up at him and smiled, "But I want to," he said, playfully, leaning into Raw's groin and kissing the shaft of his cock. He slowly climbed onto Raw and, instead of resting on his elbows, his arms cupped Raw's shoulders so his body lay flat against his with the base of his penis rubbing against Raw's hard on.

"Do you want?"

"I'm yours. Will always be. I want you so bad."

Raw pushed his pelvis upward while Edward pushed down gently to give a little resistance in an up-and-down rocking motion. Raw spread his inner thighs even wider and wrapped his ankles gently around Edward's calves.

"I dream of you sometimes," Edward whispered in Raw's ear. "You're standing naked in the ring and so am I. No one else is there. Just us. The only items we're wearing are our red gloves. We both have raging hard-ons. Like now, and we approach each other. Neither of us takes our eyes off our hard-ons..."