Teddy chuckled, nosing his hair. “Don’t you want to hear?”
“No,” he declared, keeping his eyes tightly closed.
Teddy leaned farther over and kissed his cheek. “I love you.”
Wren twitched, his ear moving back toward him, smiling even as he kept his eyes screwed shut.
An answering smile rippled across Teddy’s face, and he leaned down slowly to kiss the corner of Wren’s lips. His happiness tasted the way a fresh meadow looked. Colors bloomed across his tongue in shades of emerald green and vibrant yellows.
Wren turned his mouth up to his, catching his bottom lip while his hand reached back to dive into Teddy’s thick strands of hair.
Teddy moaned, laying a hand against Wren’s lower stomach as he filled him from behind, feeling himself taking up room inside Wren again. The slide in was easy, his own spend slicking the way.
Wren whimpered at the intrusion and his beautiful eyes opened to meet his.
“Want me to stop?” Teddy whispered against his mouth. He felt the fingers on his head turn to claws as seductive eyes turned sharp.
“Don’t you dare.”
Teddy kissed the dissatisfaction from Wren’s lips, apologizing in full as his hips resumed their thrusts. Wren groaned, open-mouthed against his lips and Teddy sipped every sound from them like the finest wine.
Climbing to the peak required little effort—they were both just balls of nerves already after so many rounds. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to work for it, however. It was hardwired into Teddy’s brain to make sure Wren received everything he deserved.
He angled his hips to hit that sensitive spot, making Wren whine in pleasure and push back on his cock while he pushed down on Wren’s stomach with his other hand. Their legs shifted under the sheet that was barely clinging to their hips anymore.
Panting and moans filled the air as pleasure spiked, Teddy pushing Wren over the edge with a final, deliberate thrust. Wetness hit the back of Teddy’s hand, driving him wild as herolled Wren onto his stomach and rutted against him, losing control.
Wren moaned with oversensitivity, but like every other time, didn’t tell him to stop. In fact, he looked blissful as he took it.
That tipped Teddy over finally, and he roared, forehead finding Wren’s shoulder as his hips stuttered.
Completely spent, Teddy collapsed against the dirty mattress, sweaty and sticky. Wren rolled over and clung to him, Teddy’s arms wrapping around him as he pulled him close.
“I love you too,” Wren whispered against his collarbone.
Teddy kissed his forehead. “After the case is done, we’re not being separated again. We’ll figure something out. I’ll move there or you can move here. It’s only an hour commute to Arcstead or Slatehollow, right? Long distance isn’t an option. I want to fall asleep holding you.”
Wren pulled back to look up at him, eyes shimmering with the glow of his cursemark. “You want to fight?”
Teddy cupped his cheek. “How could I not fight for you?”
“You don’t have to. I understand why you’re scared. I don’t want to push you to do something just because I want it. I talked to my brothers. They said they’d help us avoid Nexus.”
“I think my team would too. Trace and Saint already knew about us and never said a word to anyone else.” Teddy smiled, like he was feeling hope for the first time, before it fell. “Kellan won’t let it go.”
Wren’s face hardened. “He won’t be breathing after I’m done with him anyway.”
“Wren,” Teddy warned, panic filling him automatically.
“I’m not afraid of him, Teddy. He already did the worst he could do to me.”
“He hasn’t touched you yet,” Teddy said.
“He touched you, though,” Wren said, laying a hand over the bruising on his ribs. “He hurt you. He’s been hurting you foryears and he kept you away from me. He took you from me, Teddy. I’ve never been a forgiving person.”
“You don’t say.” Teddy tried joking, but Wren’s words were ringing in his ears.
He wasn’t lying. Wren held a grudge like nobody else Teddy had ever met. Once he decided he didn’t like you it was more or less over.
