I thrust urgently and each time our eyes met, I saw the lust I felt staring back.
“Oh God, Rod,” he whispered. “That’s it. I need you!”
“You feel so good,” I whispered in his ear. Scraping his prostate with every stroke, I watched with satisfaction as he writhed under me, hands clutching the sheets.
“Come for me,” he panted. “Shoot it in me.”
The muscles in his ass tightened each time I hit bottom. My balls tingled and I fucked him harder, leaning back to angle my cock for maximum friction. I tossed my head back. “I’m gonna come.”
“Give it to me,” he urged. “Don’t stop.”
Slamming my groin against him, I buried myself as deep as I could just as my cock erupted. Cinaed clenched tightly around my shaft and I found his lips with a furious need. We moaned into each other’s mouth, our tongues tangling together. With short, hard thrusts, I pounded until I stopped shooting.
I collapsed against him, his legs still circling my waist. He threw his arms around my neck and kissed me softly.
“Just like I remembered,” he whispered. “I love you beyond words.”
I understood the sentiment. How could you express something so consuming it touched every part of you? “You are my everything, Cinaed. I will love you in this life and the one that follows.”
We lay quietly for a while, wrapped in the warmth of each other’s love. Neither of us wanted to move and lose the moment, so we didn’t. Locked together, we enjoyed just being one.
Finally, I moved. “Let’s clean up.”
He dragged a finger lightly over my chest. "Stay tonight?"
I hadn’t planned to leave, but the invitation still made me grin like a fool in love. "Of course." I pressed a kiss to his temple. "I'm not leaving until I have to."
“Why?” Cinaed asked, his skin growing almost hot.
I didn’t agree with his father’s decision, but it was based in fact.
Malachy’s hour turned into three, and instead of making arrangements to get us to Orkney he’d spent two hours on the phone with my father. “Calm down. Hear him out.”
“You agree with him?”
His disappointment that I hadn’t supported him rolled off him and hit me like a slap. “No, but it isn’t arbitrary or personal. He’s doing what he thinks is best for the flock, and by extension the world.”
“Thank you for your vote of confidence,” Malachy said. “He’s right, son. Wilhelm needs Roderick in Philadelphia, and I need you here. The Earth spoke to you. Bart thinks you might be attuned to the solution more than anyone else.”
There was a logic to his words, but it failed to address the source of Cinaed’s – our – displeasure. “Don’t blame your father, he’s right,” I said. “The problem isn’t with you staying, it’s my need to go home.”
“Your father said the Ocular Society was very specific in who went where,” Malachy said. This might not be what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to risk failure just to make his son happy.
“And theyhappenedto keep all the other guardian pairings together except me and Rod.”
I found it odd, but the Society didn’t act without cause.“At least we have another night together,”I said. It wasn’t enough, but it helped.
“After how long we’ve been apart, another night doesn’t begin to make up for lost time.”
It didn’t, but what he really feared was our fate. If the old Great Ward failed before the new one was created, we might not get many more nights.“No, but nothing will restore what was taken from us.”
“Cael, Leo, Gund, and Thal will be here this afternoon,” Otto said. “We should give them a full day to rest.”
Otto was a good being, but his suggestion was transparent. “They’ll rest on the plane,” I said. “Thanks for trying, Otto, but Elspeth and I are leaving at first light.”
My brother shrugged, but he knew I appreciated his efforts.
“We might need the day to discuss things with the newcomers,” Bart said.
