Ritual of the Broken by Seb L. Carter

Author:Seb L. Carter [Carter, Seb L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Nineteen

Adrian’s fingers traced lazy patterns on Ollie’s arm as they lay sprawled out on the bed. The dimmed room light seemed to accentuate their entwined forms, the soft glow complementing the warmth they felt from each other. What was this room? A recovery room? It wasn’t like any hospital he’d been in.

And what he and Ollie had just done wasn’t the kind of thing that happened often in a hospital.

They’d just finished with a third turn in the bed, and the sheets were tangled like they’d been tying them together to escape somewhere. But in between, Ollie flagged down someone in the hallway and got them some food. Next to them, a rather large spread of pita bread, vegetables, and lamb meat for gyros sat on trays along with water in a crystal decanter. That was something else far different than any hospital Adrian had ever been in.

Adrian inhaled deeply, and, over the meat and pita bread, he found the familiar scent of Ollie enveloped him—the vibrancy and comfort he’d come to enjoy. There were hints of aged wood and fresh rain. But now, after their recent closeness, the fragrance held a richer depth, more intoxicating and layered.

Every nuance of Ollie’s scent seemed magnified, teasing Adrian’s heightened werewolf senses in a way that stirred an unexpected hunger within him. Ollie’s aura became a heady siren call, making Adrian perceive Ollie not just as a companion but as something more primal. It made Adrian lean his head close enough that their hair brushed and tangled together, and he bent down to kiss Ollie’s shoulder.

“You know,” Ollie mused, lifting a piece of lamb meat and dipping it in the tzatziki sauce, “I’m pretty sure food is supposed to come before the... other activities.” He smirked, holding up the dripping meat as Exhibit A.

Adrian chuckled, accepting the offered morsel and savoring the garlicky tang of the sauce. “Oh, you implying it’s my fault we’re tangled up like this?”

“You did fling me over onto the bed.”

“I found you very… flingable in that moment.”

“I’m not complaining.” Then he kissed Adrian, his tongue passing over Adrian’s lips. “You taste like tzatziki sauce.”

They shared a fit of giggles and more kissing between pieces of lamb and tomato. Adrian found comfort in the moment, an understanding that despite all they had been through, they had reached this point of vulnerability and playfulness. It struck him as odd, considering his feelings about mages. And here he was in the proverbial mage headquarters, sharing pita bread and lamb with a mage—who he’d just sucked off.

Adrian laid his head back on his arm, and Ollie moved the spent tray of food to the other side. He curled in next to him to lie on Adrian’s shoulder, his hand tracing shapes on Adrian’s chest. “When I met you at my crime scene, I never expected this,” Adrian said.

“I’ll say. I thought you were going to eat my face.”

“I thought about it,” Adrian said with a chuckle.

“Funny how that worked out, huh? I’m the one who ended up eating your ass.

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