He pulled away with a gasp and Koios chuckled. “We’ve got to work on our stamina.”
“You too, huh?”
“Goddess, kissing you has me about to come.”
“Then I suppose I shouldn’t kiss you for a minute. I’ll get you clean instead.”
The shower gel was one of those fancy ones that smelled like a bakery. Ben glared at the bottle, making Koios laugh again. “Blame Aleron. He stocked the bathroom.”
“Did he want to make you smell like a sugar cookie?”
“Maybe? I’m lucky it’s not blueberry scented. You’d never be able to resist me then.”
Ben grinned. “Now there’s an idea. I’ll look into it. Stay here. Don’t move.”
“Yes, Dr. Ben.”
Ben groaned. “Don’t use the sexy voice. I only have so much self-control.”
He darted for the sink and rummaged beneath the counter. It only took a second for him to discover a stash of other products, including an unscented one.
“Victory is mine.”
Koios’s eyes weren’t on the bottle in his hand. They were firmly on his ass. “This is going to be such a good night,” Koios rumbled. “So good.”
Ben made quick work of getting Koios and himself clean. If he didn’t rush, he wouldn’t last. Koios didn’t seem to mind at all. He stepped under the spray to rinse himself off but never took his eyes off Ben.
Ben grabbed the towels and dried them both off before reaching back under the sink for the massage oil he’d left for Koios. Then he dragged Koios into the bedroom, threw his damp towel down on the bed, and pointed.
Koios laughed and climbed onto the bed. Ben groaned. “Almost lost it again. That was a close one.”
“Stamina, Ben.”
“We’re going to need so much practice.” Ben eased the tape off of Koios’s shoulder and removed the bag protecting his wing. Then he took off the other one before going to hang them up in the bathroom.
And if he took a couple really deep breaths on the trip, well, they didn’t work.Stamina. Right.
Koios watched him with a smug expression. Yeah, he was the cause of Ben’s not so little issue, and he didn’t feel bad about it at all.
Ben climbed onto the bed and straddled Koios’s back. His mate let out a happy sigh. “Right where I want you.”
“Always.” Ben poured the oil in a line down Koios’s spine, then began rubbing it in. Then he got to work loosening Koios’s tight muscles. He was able to rein in his libido while he worked, at least until he slid further down Koios’s back and began massaging his ass.
Koios wiggled beneath him. “That feels so good.”
“Gluteus medius,” Ben rumbled, digging his thumbs into the tight muscles. He focused on the movements of his hands, but he couldn’t help glancing at the crevice between Koios’s gluteus maximus. He slid his hands to the larger muscles next, focusing on loosening them the way he’d worked the other muscles.
Then Koios spread his legs and Ben slipped a hand into his crease and down, spreading the oil as he went.
“Stamina,” Koios grumbled. “Think about stamina.”
Ben teased Koios’s hole and gently pushed his finger against it. Koios bucked against him, cursing and clenching the pillows as his release hit.
Koios pushed up on one arm and looked over his shoulder at Ben. Ben refused to meet his gaze. He stared at the wall instead.
“Occipital bone. Parietal bones. Frontal bone. Temporal bones.”
“What…are you doing?”
