Page 71 of Protecting his Secrets

“Exactly my point.”

The water was amazing. It soothed the aches and pains he’d developed from sitting for so long. But most of all, a wet Nick was a delight to look at. When Nick turned to the spray, Malachi dropped to his knees and waited for him to turn around, and once he did, Malachi wasted no time in guiding his cock to his mouth. Nick groaned the moment he sucked him in, and Malachi relaxed his throat to take him deeper, not wanting to drag this out too long because he had a feeling, the moment Nick climaxed, he’d be dead on his feet. Malachi wouldn’t be far behind him, but he wasn’t angling for a release for himself, but Nick needed one. So much had happened over the past few days and weeks, and he needed to let it go before he exploded with it all.

He licked around the head, thrumming his tongue against the nerves beneath it, and then sank down again. He moaned when he was deep, and Nick slid his fingers into Malachi’s hair, thrusting his hips gently. Malachi glanced up, and Nick’s hooded gaze was on him, watching him work his dick.

“Fuck, Kai. You’re everything I ever needed. Oh, fuck.”

Malachi grabbed Nick’s hips and encouraged him to thrust, and then focused on breathing when he could and sucking when he couldn’t. Nick tightened his hold in warning, a telltale flush on his chest that had nothing to do with the temperature of the water.

“Kai…”

Malachi lifted off and wrapped a hand around him. “Paint me, Nick.”

Nick’s breath stuttered, and then he was coming over Malachi’s face and neck. He felt an overwhelming need to rub itin, and so he did, closing his eyes and basking in the sensuality of the act.

Dropping to his knees, Nick fused their lips, and Malachi clung on, needing him as much as he needed air. Their tongues duelled, their chests heaved, and they eventually pulled apart.

“How did I get lucky enough to have you?” Nick said.

Malachi smiled, knowing he probably looked a bit dopey, but he didn’t care. “Time for bed.”

“You need to finish. You’re as hard as a rock.”

“I don’t need to. I’m enjoying this.”

Nick kissed him again. “Let’s wash you off then, and you can sleep as you are if that’s your wish.”

He loved that Nick didn’t make him feel like he should come. Some guys thought it was a sign of masculinity if they made someone climax, but sometimes, Malachi just enjoyed the arousal constantly spearing through him with no end in sight. It was…him. And Nick seemed to accept it without question, something no one else ever had.

He, unfortunately, washed away Nick’s release, but his cock still stood proudly as they climbed into bed.

“The moment you want me to take care of that, let me know,” Nick said, and Malachi’s heart grew some more.

“I didn’t think I could love you anymore, but I do.”

“Not sure I deserve it, but I’ll take it, anyway.” Nick kissed his shoulder, once again the big spoon, and Malachi was asleep before he knew it.

The phone ringing woke them—yet again—and while Nick answered it, Malachi cursed their choice to bring phones into the bedroom. Maybe he could make it a rule that phones be left outside so they weren’t constantly interrupting their sleep.

“Uh-huh… That’s great… Yeah, I can be there in twenty minutes… Are you sure? I don’t mind… Okay, I’ll visit himthis afternoon instead… Yes, I’ve slept… No, I haven’t eaten yet because you woke us with your call. Not that I’m complaining.”

Malachi snorted. It must be his mother. It sounded like good news, and he hoped Rye had woken up. He hadn’t heard how long they expected him to sleep off the anaesthesia. Hopefully, he was awake and causing as much havoc as Nick would have.

When Nick hung up the phone, he groaned. “It’s barely five in the morning.” He put the phone down and snuggled back into Malachi’s back. “Mum said hi.”

“Hi,” Malachi mumbled.

“Rye woke up. He’s doing well and can remember what happened, so there’s no memory loss, which is good. Mum said we can visit this afternoon because Jonah and Eliza are there at the minute.”

“That’s good. I doubt he’ll be alone at all, so that’s one less thing for you to worry about.”

“He’ll still have a guard—they all will—but I don’t think this guy will try again. He made his point.”

“I’m going to nip home today and see Mum and Grandma. I also have a couple of articles due, or Tucker will be on my back about it.”

“Okay. Please take a guard with you. I don’t want to worry if you’re safe.” Nick pressed his lips to Malachi’s shoulder.

“I will.” He rolled to his other side, facing him. It wasn’t the right time, but he wanted to ask something random. “Can I ask a question, which I promise will never see the light of day in any of my words?”

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