Page 43 of Crimson Skies

Cassius flushed and complied. He positioned himself above Morgan’s raging erection, parted his ass, and slowly lowered his body. They both groaned as he swallowed Morgan’s velvety heat one hot, hard inch at a time.

Cassius’s breaths ruffled Morgan’s forelocks when he bottomed out. Morgan ran his hands across his thighs, his eyes fathomless pools of cobalt.

“You have no idea how much I love being inside you,” he mumbled, nipping at Cassius’s lips with strong, white teeth.

Fire licked at Cassius’s core at the emotions burning brightly in Morgan’s gaze. He grasped the back of the couch and kept his eyes on the demigod as he began rising and falling sultrily on his steely shaft, his body welcoming the thick intruder stuffing his insides with spasms of need that made him shudder.

Morgan hissed and bit his lip, pleasure painting red flags on his cheekbones. His fingers clenched on Cassius’s ass.

“Does that feel good?” Cassius murmured.

“Do you even have to ask?” Morgan groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.

He cursed when Cassius clutched his cock tightly with his hole.

Breathy laughter left Cassius. “I think you like it.”

Morgan leaned forward and took his mouth in a scorching kiss. He hugged him close and started pumping his hips.

Cassius’s sanity fled as Morgan’s powerful thrusts massaged his prostate and hastened his orgasm. He stiffened deliciously as he crested the dizzying height his soulmate was bringing him to.

Morgan punched inside him hard and swallowed his scream as he took him over the edge.

The rapture that engulfed Cassius lit the room up with seraphic light and had his wings unfurling. A feral sound left Morgan as Cassius arched and twitched in his hold, feathers trembling and brightness pulsing from his pupils in tandem with the devastating pleasure drowning his body. He continued thrusting through his violent convulsions, one hand finding Cassius’s wet cock so he could rub him to another erection.

Cassius came one more time before Morgan found his release. He wrapped his arms around Morgan’s shoulders and clung to him fiercely as the demigod ejaculated inside him with harsh grunts that shook his entire body. Cassius closed his eyes and trembled when he felt the hot fullness of Morgan’s seed inside him, his own orgasm still echoing through his flesh.

Morgan finally relaxed as he came down from his blissful high, his chest shuddering with his breaths and his face buried in Cassius’s neck.

“I can never get enough of this,” he whispered. “I can never get enough of you.”

Cassius’s heart throbbed at his shaky confession.

He gasped as Morgan hooked his legs around his waist, lifted him in his arms, and carried him to the bedroom, his twitching cock still lodged inside him. Cassius flushed when Morgan pulled out and laid him down on the bed. The musky evidence of the demigod’s pleasure oozed out of him while Morgan quickly got a fire going.

His lover returned to the bed, drew Cassius into his arms, and lifted him onto his lap. Cassius hissed, head tilting back as Morgan’s cock impaled him once more. Morgan worshipped the hollow of his throat with his lips before gripping his hips in a firm hold. Cassius looped his arms around Morgan’s neck and welcomed his thrusts as he claimed him all over again, the only sounds in the bedroom the crackle of the logs in the fireplace and their heated gasps and pants.

He lost track of time as they made love with wild abandon. There was a sweetness and a savagery to their mating that he welcomed at the same time it made his heart ache with the most wretched sorrow. Because tonight wasn’t just any other night. Tonight would be the last time they would have the chance to lose themselves in one another before the war began. To give and to take and to savor a passion and love that had lasted eons.

He knew it was why Morgan had brought him here.

No words were exchanged as the hours swept by. Only the searing heat between their souls and the strength of their bond remained as they melded their bodies over and over again, wanting to remain as one for as long as they could.

“I love you,” Morgan whispered before they fell asleep.

He kissed the silver tears trembling on Cassius’s eyelids and folded his arms around him. They listened to one another’s heartbeat as they succumbed to a deep and peaceful slumber.

19

Theo awoketo a feeling of wrongness.

He sat up slowly and scanned the bedroom, the sheets pooling around his hips. The pale light filtering through a gap in the blinds heralded a new dawn.

Victor stirred and squeezed his waist with a strong arm. “What is it?”

“I’m not sure. Something feels…strange.”

A chill prickled Theo’s skin as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. His eyes rounded when he recognized the sensation.

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