The Reluctant Husband (Goddess-Blessed Book 2) by Eliot Grayson

Author:Eliot Grayson [Grayson, Eliot]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smoking Teacup Books
Published: 2019-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Gods, sweetheart, you’re so perfect, so beautiful, Tom… His own words echoed in Mal’s ears. It would have been so much better if he could have pretended he hadn’t meant them, that they had been the ravings of a man lost in the temporary madness of climax.

Mal had meant every syllable. Tom’s weight lay heavy on his torso, making breathing a challenge — Tom was smaller than Mal, but hardly delicate. Warm breath wafted against the side of Mal’s neck, a little too hot and humid in Mal’s current state of sweaty lassitude. The stickiness of Tom’s release between their stomachs and the slow withdrawal of Mal’s softening cock were hardly pleasurable sensations. Tom’s hair was tickling Mal’s ear and chin, and Mal’s legs were going to grow stiff if he didn’t rise.

It was utterly, completely perfect. Mal’s hands still rested on Tom’s hips, their curves just the right fit. Tom seemed to have fallen asleep — or Mal had just fucked him senseless, a thought that gave him a surge of chest-expanding satisfaction — so he felt he could get away with stroking one hand up Tom’s back, caressing as much of his lover’s smooth skin as he could reach. His hand came to rest on the nape of Tom’s neck, and he idly played with his hair, letting the satiny strands sift through his fingers.

Perhaps if his emotions were less raw he might have been able to hold back something of himself. But after weeks, months, of watching Will slowly die, he had few defenses left, and Tom had effortlessly destroyed those last remnants of Mal’s resistance.

Mal had only just spent himself inside Tom’s sweet body and already he wanted to take him again. Slowly this time, with Tom on his back, his arms around Mal’s waist. Smiling. The thought of kissing Tom’s smiling lips, nipping his throat and making him laugh, seeing joy light up his clear blue eyes — Mal was quite completely and utterly fucked, and he squeezed his eyes shut in a futile effort to banish the fantasy.

They had consummated their marriage. There was no more reason for him to touch Tom, and the moment he woke and pulled away, that would be all Mal would ever have.

Mal buried his face in Tom’s hair, greedily taking in that light, sweet, spicy scent that seemed to breathe from Tom’s skin. Part of his blessing, perhaps — only someone touched by the divine could smell so lovely, feel so lovely, could enchant every one of Mal’s senses and wash away his capacity for rational thought.

Tom stirred, and Mal froze, hoping he would go back to sleep and allow Mal just a few more minutes of holding him in his arms. And then he felt the moment Tom realized where he was, and upon whom he’d been sleeping so peacefully.

“Oh,” Tom said, sounding anything but peaceful. He jolted upright, dislodging Mal’s cock, winced, and stared wildly down at Mal as if he were waking into a nightmare.

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