Zeke’s POV
We hailed a taxi and got home. Ezra and I separated from Gabe and made our way to our room.
As soon as the door was closed, he had me pinned up against the wall and his lips were crashing against mine. It was so intense I could feel his need reverberate through me and it caused my whole body to melt into his.
I carefully placed my arms around his neck, carefully avoiding the monumental black eye forming on his face in place of the swelling that was slowly ebbing. My hands now firmly in his hair, I gently tugged and moaned into his mouth, showing my need for him too.
‘I need you Zeke. I need all of you’ he breathed, low and heavy as he wrapped his legs around my waist, and I carried him to the bed, lying him down in front of me.
He had never seemed more vulnerable; it was
