His footsteps patter down the hallway, coming closer. He is quiet for a human. He is getting even closer to my room. My heart is really thumping now. But Sammy might be on his way to see Pink or Jade or any of the others.
His footsteps stop outside my door. I’m holding my breath now. My body is frozen on the bed. All I can do is stare at the plain white plywood that separates us.
Minutes tick by. My chest is beginning to ache. Should I call out and let him know that I know he is there? What if he changes his mind and walks away?
A soft knock echoes around my room. I could cry with relief.
“Come in!” I call out.
The door swings open and Sammy stands in the doorway. His hair is all messy and there are dark circles under his eyes.
“I can’t sleep,” he says.
Wordlessly, I lift my blankets. He hurries across the room and slides into my bed. I pull him close and hold him tight. Spooning him as if the world depends on it. The warm feel of him pressed against me is divine. Sammy lets out a huge sigh and I feel all the tension leave his body.
“That’s better,” he mutters.
I fully agree. The mate bond is much happier now. Sammy’s absence was gnawing at me relentlessly. Now he is here, everything feels perfect. Right. The way it should be. Sammy belongs in my arms.
The mate bond has clearly been eating at Sammy in the same way. Giving him no peace. Driving him to my bed.
Well, tomorrow is the dark moon and the day of the ritual. After tonight, Sammy will be free. He’ll be able to sleep in peace.
But for tonight, I can hold him. There is no harm in that. None at all.
He wriggles against me and then freezes with his ass pressed against my hard cock.
Silence falls around us. It’s a weighted thing, heavy with potential and possibilities. But it’s not awkward.
“Do you want to do anything about that?” he asks, gently breaking the silence.
My heart swells. My sweet, sweet Sammy. I adore the way he has framed his question and I know he is lovely enough not to be offended if I say no. Despite the fact his own arousal is tingling along my skin.
“Maybe,” I whisper.
Sammy turns around to face me. “What would you like to do?”
My body is trembling. My heart is going to beat its way right out of my chest. Sammy’s eyes are kind. He is practically glowing with beauty. I think if I were to close my eyes, I would still see him.
“Our mating bond is being broken tomorrow,” I remind him.
He shrugs. “One more time for old times’ sake?”
The mischief and charm in his eyes is mesmerizing. I could watch him forever and never tire of it.
My desire has grown into a sparkling thing. Shining and pulsing and driving all else away.
“I’d like to watch you,” I say.
Sammy’s eyes darken.
I lick my lips. “While touching myself.”
Sammy’s perfectly shaped eyebrows rise, and he gives me one of his dazzling grins.
“Joint jerk-off session? I like it!”
Heat coils low in my gut. It feels good. I love that Sammy can make me feel like this.
