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His throat was tight as he gasped and rocked harder against Juno. His ears began to ring, and his face went numb as his orgasm took over. A soft cry escaped him as he lost himself to the pleasure, and he was only peripherally aware of Juno holding him tighter, fucking him harder and faster.

He felt it when Juno came. The hot spurt hit his insides in pulsing waves, and Piper damn near fell to his knees. It was only Juno’s arms that kept him upright, and it took him a moment to find his footing as his heart began to calm down.

He tried to laugh. He tried to sob.

All that came out was a strangled noise that lodged against the back of his tongue.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Juno whispered. He pulled out slowly, the empty feeling almost too much for Piper as Juno spun him and eased his back against the wall. Juno’s rough hand reached up, tracing his forehead. “You might have a bruise.”

“Did I hit my head?”

Juno laughed. “No. You were pressing it against the wall.”

He wrapped both arms around Piper, his fingers gently playing with his loosened hole. He could feel the tiny gape that would close up by the time they had dinner, and a wild, irrational part of him wanted to tell Juno to put the plug back in so he stayed open.

“Did you come?”

Piper eased him back and cupped his cheek. “I had an orgasm. It was…different.”

Juno dropped his hand between them and touched Piper’s cock again. It was completely soft now, his balls still a little heavy. “I just need to know that it was good.”

“Yes, sugar.” He kissed him, a touch of tongue, a lingering press of lips. “It was so, so good.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Juno told Piper he wanted to nap before dinner, so Piper closed the curtains and then said he was going to explore the inn for a while. In reality, Juno wasn’t tired. Not any more than usual. No, he just needed a moment because things were both better…and they were worse.

The canyon between him and Piper seemed to be shrinking by miles each time they touched, and fucking him in the shower had mended something that had been broken. Piper had come in his arms, on his cock, and then he’d held Juno for so long after.

It was everything Juno had ever wanted.

But things were changing. On his knees, he’d looked up at Piper, and there was no denying now that there was a spot in his right eye. Not dead center, but close enough. It fogged half of Piper’s face when Juno looked straight at him. And he knew soon enough, it would consume so much of what Juno could see.

He still had enough vision in his periphery that he knew he wasn’t going to trip and fall or be left groping around in the dark, but it wasn’t enough. It was moving too fast.

He wasn’t ready.

There were still so many more miles left to cross, but Juno knew the ticking clock had started racing him.

And it was winning.

Lying on the bed, he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. When he opened them, he stared at the ceiling, then closed his right eye.

The world faded to fuzzy grey with bits of light on either side. It was odd. He could still see the side of his nose, but it was more noticeable now. He traced it with his finger, then turned his head and grabbed his phone from the nightstand.

Swiping on the screen, he turned his eye in toward his nose since the outer periphery was the clearest. He had to hold his phone half an inch from his face, but he could see the text. His eye was already watering, though, and he could feel the strain. He wouldn’t be able to keep that up for long.

He tapped on his email, scrolling through his messages, and then his heart thudded against his chest. An email from the genetic testing.

His results were in.

Juno sat up with a small gasp, opening his right eye and blinking until he could read clearly.

Juno Roman, your results are in! We’re excited to tell you…

His finger trembled as it hovered over the subject line, and after a long beat, he realized he wasn’t brave enough to click it. Chances were he’d learn nothing. They weren’t super accurate, and the most he could hope for was maybe finding a half sibling or an aunt or uncle that might have information for him. He didn’t want to be part of their family. He didn’t want to know them.

He just wanted to see where he came from. Maybe be able to ask a few questions he thought would always go unanswered.

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