“Sirhe said you might feel disoriented for a while, but you’ll be fine.”
“I feel fine.”
“Good.”
An awkward silence ensued between them.
It felt like the first time they met, all awkward and charged with a sensual tension that pulled on his insides.
Jamue bit his bottom lip.
He was his mate. He should be able to reach out and touch him. He glanced at him and found him staring at him. His shoulders were tight, his eyes burning with desire. But he wasn’t touching him.
He wanted him to touch him. He yearned for it.
Jamue looked away.
It took him a minute to realize that he was waiting for him.
“I don’t want a repeat of the past. I want him to choose me…”
Drugged out of his mind, Jamue still remembered the desperation and longing in his voice as he said those words.
Jamue reached for him. He touched his arm with one hand and shoved the covers off him with the other.
Naked, he flung his thigh over his straddling him.
Hym exhaled, his arms going around him.
“I choose you,” Jamue said. He leaned close, bringing their lips inches apart. “I’ll always choose you. I chose you for five years, even though I didn’t know you existed. I yearned for you. I’m sorry for…”
“Shhh… don’t be sorry. I know you are mine.”
Jamue whimpered. He closed the gap between them and slammed their lips together. He moaned, licking his way into his mouth, sucking on his tongue.
He could kiss him forever.
Hym pushed him gently to his back. Jamue went willingly, his body buzzing with excitement he’d only ever dreamt about. Hym slid over him.
Jamue smoothed his hands down his back, but his clothes were in the way.He pulled on his clothes, whimpering impatiently.
Hym laughed. “Easy, baby.”
“I want you naked and your cock inside me, now!”
Hym growled, silencing him with a searing kiss before he slid off him and quickly took off his clothes. Jamue’s eyes crawled over him, taking in his glorious body and gorgeous hard cock.
He’d longed to touch him there. Now, he could. He could do anything he’d ever wanted with him.
Jamue went to his knees and crawled to the edge of the bed.
His hole pulsing hungrily, he closed his fingers around his cock.
Oh shit, he was thick and so hard, he couldn't wait to feel him inside his hole.
He slid his fist to the head experimentally. Hym's mouth fell open, his eyes going shut.
He likes it, Jamue thought, thrilled. He moved his fist up and down, marvelling at his reaction.