“Emon might come looking.”
“Your familiar will know that this room is out of bounds.”
“But…” Hector gasped as my hand wrapped his body, and clamped around his throat. “But…”
“Please,” I murmured into his ear before nipping at his lobe. “Please, let me have you. We both know that time is not granted. Anything can happen next. But this… right now, is ours to claim. I don’t want to waste it. And from the feel of this—” My spare hand cupped his cock which was equally as hard as mine. “I get the impression that this is exactly what you want too. So, letme show you just how hot my love burns for you, Hector Briar. Allow me to prove it to you.”
“That’s not necessary.” His reply was barely a murmur. “I already know.”
“You do? Then do you know that I would ruin the world for you?” I asked, using my grip on his throat to turn his head back until we strained our mouths close to each other. “Oh great Houdini, does your limitless knowledge know that?”
I felt Hector’s harsh swallow echo across my palm. My vantage point allowed me to see his eyes rolling back into his head, the pleasure etched into every line and crease in his face.
“Yes,” Hector gasped, head leaning back, water sloshing around us. “I do.”
I leaned close to his ear, lips tickling his soft skin. “Can I have you, right now… please?”
Hector pushed back into me, vigorously. The pressure of my cock against the soft entrance of his arse was a god-sent gift. I wasn’t a holy man like my father, but with Hector with me, it was enough for me to cry out my thanks that the universe could find me worthy enough to give me someone like him.
“I want tofeelyour love,” Hector replied finally, opening the floodgates wide so my self-control slipped away. “Every… last… inch of it.”
“Trust me,” I said, both in promise and warning. “You’re going to feel a lot more than that.”
Hector turned so quickly that the water practically leapt out of the bathtub. He faced me, eyes wide with desire, mouth parted with heavy wanting breaths. Before I could so much as blink, he was sat upon me, hand guiding my cock’s tip to the entrance. Then, with a grin that could rival a devil, Hector sat himself upon my shaft, exhaling with every inch that he welcomed.
I gripped his thighs, pressing up into him, needing him more than I’d ever wanted anything else. Hector cried out in tandemwith me, our voices blending into one symphony, until there wasn’t any more of me to take inside.
Time paused. A shift in the universe presented itself. I looked up at him, water glistening across his freckled flesh, him gazing down at me. It was in that gentle pause that I knew I really would do anything for him. I got the impression the feeling was mutual. I reached up, took him by the back of the neck, and guided him down until there was not but a breath between our lips.
I found myself wanting to cry. My eyes pricked with the threat of tears, so suddenly that my throat seemed to constrict. There was something I wanted to say to him—neededto say. And I had to do it in that moment, because I wouldn’t continue existing until it was between us.
“Thank you,” I said.
“For what?” Hector’s lips brushed mine as he replied.
“Seeing me. Loving me, and in that teaching me that I’m worthy of it.”
“You are worthy of love,” Hector rushed out. “Not just mine but the love of those who care about you.”
“I am?”
“Of course you are. I’d argue that you’ve always been worthy of it. Not only mine, but of the love from people whose duty it was to give it to you. They failed you. I won’t.”
I knew exactly what Hector was saying without naming names. For the first time I actually believed such a sentiment—a sentiment that would’ve once frightened me to death.
Hector’s forehead leaned against mine, eyes closing. “I only wish that I could’ve shown you that a long, long time ago. I wish I had been in a position to save you from unkind treatment, and allow you to have?—”
“Shh,” I said, although I also wished for the very same thing. “None of it matters. Because you came in and saved me at the right time. Whether I was worthy of it, whether I even knew Ineeded saving. It was like you finally brought the sun into my life when all I’d known was storm-clouds and darkness.” I couldn’t stop. Our connection, both physically and mentally, broke the dam inside of me until the tidal wave of truth came gushing out. “Hector, you’re right. Iamworthy of you. I see it now, I feel it. And I will never ever forget it. Not in minutes from now, hours or days… that’s my vow to you.”
I didn’t know what I expected Hector say, but what followed was a physical response that seemed to encapsulate everything I thought I wanted to hear. A kiss that spoke of a thousand words. As our tongues met and lips forged as one, I sensed exactly what Hector would’ve said in response if he wasn’t busy devouring me.
You are worthy of my love.
You are worthy of love.
You are worthy.
You are.
