“Most wise, Noble Protector.”
“Congratulations on your matebond, Roriethiel.”
“I wish for you to find what I have with Ren,” Rorie told him. “You deserve happiness.”
“Do I ask Bétea or Fate to bring my other half?” Drekkoril mused.
“If it were me, I would ask it of them both,” Rorie instructed and held out his arms. Hugging Drekkoril, he thanked both goddesses or perhaps the same woman of many names for giving him a bemollo he’d taken too long to love.
∞∞∞
The second the door slammed behind him, Rorie ran to Renny and tackled him to their bed. There were stars high in the sky, and he’d never intended to wait so long to have him alone, but the party was a remarkable success. Although he’d enjoyed himself, it was time to unite fully with the man who was the other half of his soul. Once Renny’s arms came around him, Rorie fused their mouths together and tried to get his hands under his T-shirt.
Whether it was the special occasion or that they had little experience outside of the dream, their tongues dancing ignited passion like Rorie had never known. His groin grew heavy, and he ground a little into Renny to get some friction on his cock. It wasn’t his goal to climax that way, though, so he kept his movements small as he moaned against his lips. Finally getting to his warm skin, Rorie’s fingers splayed out to touch as much of him as possible.
“I miss your beautiful markings,” Rorie whispered.
Renny toyed with Rorie’s hair and switched to his true form which pleased him. “Better?”
“It will be when you lack clothing.”
Rorie scooted back to allow Renny to sit up long enough to whip off his T-shirt. Rorie’s palms coasted across Renny’s pectorals, over his belly, and toward the snap of his jeans. “No playing around.”
“I do not understand what you mean,” Rorie teased, rubbing his knuckles on Renny’s hard cock through his jeans. Easing down Renny’s zipper, he bumped his dick several times until his v’airsell nioll grabbed his wrists.
“That’s enough or I’ll be done in a minute.”
“Does it feel different from before?”
In a lightning-fast move, Renny reached into Rorie’s jammies, fisted his length, and stroked him. “What do you think?”
Bouncing upward, Rorie’s breath left his lungs in a whoosh. “I need you inside me.”
“Lose the onesie and grab the lube.”
“You must let go of my dick. It would be polite if you disrobed too. I detest your underwear.”
Renny laughed when Rorie hopped up and got his pajamas off in seconds. Sprinting to the nightstand, he found the bottle they needed. His attention returned to Renny, and he was treated to a wonderful view of his ass as he bent to push off his clothing. Scrambling onto the bed, Rorie tossed the slick in the general direction of his v’airsell nioll. Balancing his weight on his elbows, he spread his knees, then shoved the pillows out of the way so he could lower his head onto the mattress.
Behind him, cool fingers spread over his hole and he closed his eyes to better absorb the pleasure of them entering him. As they’d suspected, the feelings were more intense since it was their real nerve endings involved and not their minds creating sex. Rorie was already ready to explode, and they’d barely kissed for a few minutes. They’d waited for a week after the dream ended, and it accounted for his readiness. Renny hadn’t stopped touching and making love to his mouth those many days, so he was yearning to be joined.
Renny’s free hand was caressing his legs and spine, which should’ve been soothing but only made Rorie moan louder as the familiar touched his prostate. “So wonderful. So very wonderful,” he muttered as Renny stretched him. Not bothering to toy with him much, Renny had to be as anxious as Rorie. “I am most ready for three.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Ren. Get to it,” he nearly shouted. Deciding not to be offended by Renny’s chuckle, Rorie was pleased when he did what he requested. Rorie focused on moving to maximize the thrust of his hand and rubbed his face against the sheets. There was no way to know how long the torture continued, but Rorie was on edge. “That is enough!”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I appreciate your concern,” Rorie huffed out. “But I will be most fine.”
The fingers left his ass, and he blew out a long breath when the head of Renny’s cock bumped his hole. Two warm hands cupped his sides as Renny sank into him. The heat of him was new, and the sensations were so intense, he almost feared not surviving the experience. His spine bowed as he pushed backward to help speed along his v’airsell nioll, who appeared to be in no hurry. The moment he was fully seated inside him, Rorie followed his impulse and did not hesitate.
Rorie allowed his body to react instinctively, and within seconds they found a rhythm that suited both of their desires. Promising himself that one day he would allow Renny to drag out their lovemaking to prolong the pleasure for them both, Rorie sped up his movements. Renny’s grasp on him tightened, and Rorie was animalistically pleased by the slapping sound of their flesh as they fucked.
Unable to wait any longer, Rorie grabbed his cock and only had to pump his fist twice. His muscles locked in place and he managed a whimper as his orgasm raged through him, and he spurted on the sheets. Behind him, Renny murmured his name in a whisper as he filled Rorie’s channel with his hot seed. It was remarkable, beautiful, and Rorie managed an exhausted grin as he imagined doing it over and over.
“Rorie?” Renny asked, smoothing his hands across Rorie’s relaxed muscles.
