Page 13 of Castaway Heat
Shiloh fought a smile at hearing Ronin call him his omega.
“Of course,” Shiloh heard their server reply, but they were out near the elevators before the words were barely out of her mouth.
Ronin smacked the button for the elevator before turning and drawing Shiloh close. Since their arrival, it had taken forever to get an elevator. With thousands fighting for space on only a few, it was no wonder, but Shiloh wasn’t sure he could wait.
“Where are we going?” Shiloh asked, not really caring as long as they had privacy.
“My suite,” Ronin replied.
“Where’s that?”
“Level eight,” Ronin said.
“Wecouldtake the stairs,” Shiloh murmured. “It’s only…” He glanced at the number on the wall.“Ninefloors.”
Ronin nodded. “Stairs. Yes.” He grabbed Shiloh’s hand and rushed forward toward the stairwells. “Or we’ll wait here forever.”
Shiloh was all but dragged behind Ronin. They raced up the stairs, sprinting. Ronin’s long legs made it harder to keep up. His foot slipped on a tread, and he went careening down. Somehow, Ronin caught him before he faceplanted.
“Thanks,” Shiloh whispered.
“I caused it,” Ronin replied. “We need to slow down for your sake.”
Shiloh didn’t want to slow down.
They took the rest at a slightly lower pace but still managed them quickly. They exited out onto the eighth floor, but Shiloh didn’t see a door in sight. Ronin pressed a hand on his lower back again and it sent another shock of need through him just as it had done the first time. He led them forward and finally, a door appeared.
Ronin swiped his card and opened the door.
All Shiloh saw was a wall of windows before him. His mouth dropped open as he walked deeper into the suite. “This isn’t a suite. It’s an apartment.”
There were two floors, the open one above a bedroom. It had a full living and dining space, a library area with packed bookcases and a reading nook, a friggenbaby grand piano, and outside the windows was a full deck with three small tables, a hot tub, and enough space for twenty to easily stand and watch the view of the ocean. He spun to face Ronin. “This is unreal. Our state room is a closet compared to this. Eirin and I are squeezed in there together.”
“It’s their royal suite,” Ronin murmured, tossing his room key onto the dining room table. “We can move your things in here tomorrow and give Eirin more space. I’d offer to let themuse the other two bedrooms but I’m greedy and I want you all to myself.”
“I didn’t say I was moving in,” Shiloh said, though it was tempting as small as their room was. He paused. “Did you just say there’s another two bedrooms?”
Ronin nodded, grinning as he moved closer.
“I thought spies usually traveled incognito. There’s no way they don’t know you’re here inspecting them.”
“As far as we know, they’re not aware of my father’s plans,” Ronin said. “No reason to hide me being here. No reason not to travel comfortably, either.”
“This is beyondcomfortably,”Shiloh replied.
Ronin dragged him closer. “Is it? I think you’ll be quite comfortable here. Wait until you see the sunrise in the morning.” He pointed up to the loft and Shiloh’s gaze followed it. “We’ll have a perfect view.”
His alpha took advantage of his raised head to nuzzle his neck. Shiloh gasped at the caress of Ronin’s lips over his throat. Melting against Ronin, he silently asked for more. Ronin was only too happy to oblige.
Shiloh moaned as Ronin’s mouth traveled upward, a whisper-light touch.“More.”
Ronin nipped at his neck, capturing a tiny bit of skin but not biting hard. He licked the spot once he’d released it… and then traveled higher to press a kiss at the corner of Shiloh’s mouth. He kissed the other when all Shiloh wanted was a full kiss on his lips.
“Ronin…”
Ronin captured his lips as if he knew what Shiloh yearned for. His hands squeezed Shiloh’s ass, dragging them closer together when there had been no space between to begin with. They kissed until Shiloh was breathless. When they parted for a breath, he noticed their reflection in the glass windows. PoorRonin was hunched over, their nine inches in height difference likely causing him pain.
Shiloh wrapped his arms around Ronin. “Pick me up.”
