Page 14 of Shredded Soul

A sexy smile touched Charon’s lips. “I love you too. Let’s do it.”

Since Charon had wiped his mind with that kiss, Paine had no idea what Charon meant. “What?”

Charon’s smile grew. “We’re already dressed for the occasion. Let’s get married.”

“Okay.” God, Paine hoped he didn’t destroy Charon’s life. Charon had been staying with him for two weeks and Paine couldn’t always tolerate sleeping outside his suspended bed. On those nights, Charon always joined him wherever he slept. Unfortunately, they hadn’t made love again. He couldn’t decide if Charon waited for him to make a move or if his fucked-up brain was a huge turnoff. Most likely, it was the latter.

While he stood in place, lost in his head, Charon made calls. He had no idea how long he zoned out, hiding inside himself where his emotions were safe. Paine finally realized Charon stared at him, waiting for some response.

Paine blinked. “What?”

“I have everything set for us. Are you ready to go?”

His breathing kicked up until Paine struggled for air. “I don’t want to ruin your life. You don’t want me. My mind scares me. I can’t imagine how you feel. You’ll be married to someone you obviously don’t even feel comfortable making love to,” Paine said. His voice sounded more panicked by the second. “You feel like I’m a mental patient who can’t even consent, so you can’t touch me.”

Charon looked completely calm. The distance between them disappeared. In a flash, Paine went flying, landing on the bed. Charon’s huge body covered his before he had time to recover. His mouth came down hard on Paine’s. The expensive clothing Charon had worked so hard to spruce up ripped away from him. Charon kissed and bit until they were nude. Paine couldn’t think. He loved it. Charon stole the crazy and replaced it with lust.

His skin was ablaze. Paine couldn’t stop touching Charon every place he could reach. God, he missed every inch of Charon. He never got enough of simply touching him. It was like Charon had burrowed under his skin all those years ago and set up shop inside him. There was literally nothing Charon could do to lose Paine. Paine loved him beyond all wrongs and beyond one lifetime.

Charon dove for the bedside table. “Tell me I don’t want you. I’ve been ready and waiting for you to tell me what you need.” He came back with lube, proving he had been prepared and waiting.

Paine didn’t have time to pat him on the back for thinking ahead. Charon’s lubed fingers were in his ass. He focused on the pleasure while fighting his mind. Paine didn’t want to go to an ugly place. They never made love this way. Everything about their lives back then had revolved around pain. They only wanted beauty between them. But Paine had wanted Charon exactly like this. He wouldn’t let their pasts ruin the moment. Then Charon was inside him and another immense feeling stole his breath. Tears pricked his eyes. They were connected. Time slowed. They held each other’s stare as they moved together.

“I am marrying you today.”

Paine nodded. “I know.”

“Do you?”

“I do.”

Charon kissed him. “You’ll say that again later too,” Charon growled between kisses.

It was the last coherent thing either of them said. They felt too good together. Paine couldn’t focus on anything less.

Charon hadn’t meant to snap the way he had. Paine had openly regressed, falling into a full-blown panic attack. He knew if he didn’t do something, Paine would dart for the ceiling. Charon had what he needed.

He hadn’t expected the way his heart would react to being inside Paine. The love he thought couldn’t get any bigger grew by the second. He wondered if his heart would explode. Charon definitely fought another part of him from blowing. Paine felt amazing on his dick. Charon was on the verge of disappointing him.

“Fuck. I love you.” Pressure beat at his crown. He licked Paine’s nipple. “If you don’t come for me soon, I’ll beat you there.”

Paine pushed at his chest until Charon rolled to his back. Then Paine straddled him and took what he wanted. All Charon could do was grip the headboard and hang on while Paine used him. He was mesmerized by the sight of Paine bouncing on his dick. A sheen of sweat coated his olive skin. His body tensed and rolled while his cock bounced. While Charon was blond all over, chest hair and all, Paine was dark. They looked beautiful together. The vision burned a hole in his brain. Paine threw his head back and sucked air. Charon held his breath. Cum hit his chest while Paine made adorable whimpering noises. The way his body tried sucking Charon deeper sent him flying. He cried out while Paine stole his soul. His body shuddered with ecstasy. He wanted the moment to last for eternity.

Paine collapsed on his chest, panting with his face buried. Charon wrapped his arms around him while his dick twitched inside Paine’s ass.

“A tisket. A tasket. I’m suing Charon for sexual harassment.” The singsong words were muffled against his chest.

Charon’s entire body shook with laughter. He had to remind Paine of the obvious. “You’re my husband. That’s like suing yourself.”

Paine lifted his head. His eyes shone bright with happiness. “I love you. I’m ready to get married now.”

A bright smile had Charon’s cheeks hurting. “I think I ruined our nice clothes.”

Paine scrambled away and onto his knees. He bounced, looking like an excited child. “Can I get married in my kitty jammies, then?”

God, his heart. “If that’s what makes you happy.”

Paine turned serious. “You should wear that leather outfit you wear when riding your motorcycle.”

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