Page 38 of From the Shadows
Shay’s features softened. “This. You buried inside of me. Me writhing at the end of your cock, begging for more.” He frowned slightly, and Diego’s heart ached. “I haven’t been with anyone since… just haven’t. Need you, Diego. You have to remind me I’m not broken.”
He should say no. It would be the right thing to do. Shay should sit with Empatia and tell her. But right now, he was putting his heart in Diego’s hands. Something no one had ever done.
“You’re not, I swear. You’re strong and beautiful and you fit here with us. We might be dysfunctional, but we are as loyal as any people you’ll ever meet.” He smiled at Shay. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes. Never more sure about anything.”
“Okay.”
Diego lined up his slick cock with Shay’s hole. A deep breath and he pressed against the puckered flesh, which slowly spread wide as he pushed in one steady, slow stroke. He kept an eye on Shay’s face for discomfort, but all he saw was pure trust in those eyes.
“Diego,” Shay whispered, his voice soft, but with such strength behind it.
“Almost there. You doing okay?”
“Oh, hell yes. Forgot how good this feels with someone I trust.”
And those words, coupled with the dreamy expression, undid Diego. He pressed until his cock was buried to the hilt, the heat surrounding him intense. He’d forgotten this feeling, the surrender of a partner who put themselves in Diego’s hands. But this was different. It wasn’t a nameless stranger, it was Shay.
“Shay, I?—”
“Move, Diego. For the love of all good things, move!”
He started out slow, but it quickly became a pounding, with the sound of flesh slapping reverberating through the room. This. This was what Diego had always wanted, but could never allow himself. Raw, animalistic sex, with both he and Shay grunting, groaning, and doing more than their fair share of moaning. When Diego bent to take a kiss, Shay wrapped his arm around Diego’s neck and clung to him, pulling him closer. Whispering nonsense words about how good Diego felt inside of him, how much he’d wanted this, how he needed more.
Diego grabbed his hips and lifted him up, bending him backward, as he slammed inside. He never wanted it to end, but knew it was inevitable.
“Shay, I’m….” The orgasm struck hard, jetting into Shay as Diego rutted mindlessly. If this was going to be their only time together, then he had to make it good for both of them. It took several long, sweet moments for the shuddering to stop, and Diego fell atop Shay, panting heavily.
“That…. Thank you, Diego.”
Why was Shay thanking him? For this gift he’d just given, Diego would kiss Shay’s feet and sing his praises for all to hear.
He leaned back and stared into Shay’s eyes. “You’re amazing,” Diego murmured. “Anyone who wouldn’t keep you in their lives is a fool.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I’d like to keep you in mine for as long as you’re willing to be here.”
He knew it would tear his heart out when he outlived Shay, but right here? Right now? It would be worth it.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Shay promised.
But Diego knew better. They could be together now, but the years would add up and Shay would wind down, eventually stopping completely. Leaving Diego alone.
Again.
He lay down and pulled Shay to him, stroking his hair. “Stay with me?”
“As long as you’ll have me,” Shay said.
Diego wished he could say forever, but he knew that was going to be far too long. Better to take the few years they’d be allowed and revel in those. Allow those memories to keep him warm once Shay passed on and Diego had to continue without him.
Yeah, eternal life sucks.
Chapter 12
Shay knewRanna was lounging in the doorway, watching as he made breakfast. The night he’d spent with Diego had been… shit, sublime didn’t even begin to cover it. How the hell did the man know Shay had a cuddle kink? The way he held Shay was perfect. Not cloying, but sweet. And even when he let go, he still kept a possessive hand on some part of Shay’s body, reminding Shay he was there.
