“Not too fast, or you’ll be stuck here again.”
Growling in frustration, Isaac rocked back against him, circling his hips as he chased his own release and tried to hurry Shadrach’s along. Shadrach looked down, watching his cock disappear into Isaac’s hole over and over. Heat burned up his spine fast.
“Fuck,” he hissed, clamping a hand around the back of Isaac’s neck as he rooted in deep, grunting as he came. Hedidn’t move as his cock painted the inside of Isaac’s channel, his eyes rolling.
With a cry, Isaac pressed back against him, coming for the second time, shuddering and clawing at the wall. His hole fluttered around Shadrach’s sensitive length. The moment was so perfect—too perfect. For the first time, he understood the demons’ devotion to their humans, as loath as he was to admit it.
Shadrach laughed, stroking up and down Isaac’s pretty back, massaging the knots he found with his thumbs.
Isaac turned his head, resting his forehead on his arm against the wall. “Why are you—are you laughing at me?”
“No, killer, not at all. I’m just thinking about how much bullshit I’m going to have to put up with now.”
Isaac cast him a scowl, and he realized Isaac was interpreting that as bullshit fromhim.
He chuckled. “Come here,” he said, reeling Isaac upright and kissing him, sloppy and off-center because he was still inside him and unwilling to separate. “I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about them. The others. I’ve been on the outside looking in at their dynamics with their humans, but now… Yeah, I get it.”
Isaac softened, looking confused but no longer irritated. “Why?”
Shadrach blew out a breath. “That’s probably a longer conversation than we should have while pruning in the shower.”
With great reluctance, he let his softening cock slip from Isaac’s abused hole. He also made Isaac endure a quick inspection, and he was pleased to see no blood, just some rapidly fading redness—and rapidly emerging redness on Isaac’s face as he stood.
“Aw, killer, are you shy?” he asked as he shut off the water.
Isaac glared. “No.”
Shadrach knew better, reeling him in for a kiss and slipping his hand down, curling his middle finger against Isaac’s slick entrance.
“This is mine now, killer,” he teased. “I’ve got to make sure I take care of it.”
“Oh my God, get off me.” Isaac gave him a halfhearted elbow, and Shadrach let himself be pushed.
They toweled off, and only then did they both realize Isaac had no other clothes with him. His bloody ones were out of the question.
“Eat or sleep?” Shadrach asked. “If sleep, I humbly request you do that naked.” He grinned lecherously.
Isaac rolled his eyes. “I should’ve known you’d be insatiable.”
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it. So?”
Isaac sighed, considering as he dried off his hair. He didn’t seem to notice—or care about—his own nudity, giving Shadrach plenty of time to admire his athletic physique and the way his soft cock hung invitingly between his legs.
“Stop staring at me,” Isaac murmured.
“Hell no. Sorry, you might as well get used to it.” At his miffed look, he asked, “Does it really bother you?”
Isaac tilted his head thoughtfully. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I’m just not used to it. Nobody’s ever paid me much attention before. That kind of attention, at least.” Dropping the towel, he faced Shadrach without modesty, his shoulders straight and proud. “Sleep,” he declared. “It’s been a long… however many days it’s been.” He combed his hands through his damp hair. “Should I dry this? I don’t want to ruin your?—”
“Shut up and come on.” Shadrach grabbed his hand and hauled him out of the bathroom. “Pick a side and get in.”
“You don’t have a side you prefer?” Isaac asked, going to the side nearest the bathroom and climbing under the blankets.
“No.” Shadrach turned the lights out—and the bedside lamp immediately clicked on. He turned, surprised to see Isaac withdrawing his hand from it and sitting back with a shrug.
“I thought we were having a conversation. It’s only fair if we can both see each other for that.”
“Fair enough.” Shadrach slid into the bed beside Isaac, marveling at how domestic it felt to have someone in his bed for something other than sex. “What do you want to know?”
