Page 29 of The Protective Gryphen

“I could fuck you all day,” he admitted. “That will never get old.”

Ian was giddy with how loved he was, and how much this Marine craved him.

The feeling was mutual.

“Yes, please.”

Gryphen laughed.

When Ian cuddled back into his body, Gryphen’s big arms held him, and he never felt safer in all of his life. This was a good place to be.

They rode out the pleasure, and enjoyed the afterglow just as they were. Only, Gryphen couldn’t help himself. He began teasing the man’s earlobe with his teeth.

Ian moaned.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to be asking for more,” Ian warned.

There was that purely masculine chuckle.

“Oh, no. Don’t make me fuck you more,” he said, monotone. “That would be a horrible way to spend the day in bed in a castle.”

It made Ian laugh.

“Someone likes a cock tease,” Ian joked. “Thank God,” he said.

Oh, Gryphen did.

What he liked even more was that Ian was coming out of his shell, and he was seeing the real him. For the last two months, he held a piece of himself back, but now…

There was no reason to.

It was clear that Gryphen broke through that last wall and was seeing the real man.

Oh, and he liked him.

A lot.

“Proud of yourself for proving I have no ability to control myself?” Gryphen asked.

Yes, yes, he was.

“Mmmmhmmm.”

Slowly, he felt Gryphen’s truly spectacular cock pulling from his ass, and he was bereft. He loved being boned by the big man.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Gryphen asked going into concerned mode. “I wanted to be gentle, but…”

Ian stopped him.

“I don’t want you gentle. I want you to be you. I can handle it, Gryph. Just be the man you are. I know you won’t intentionally hurt me. That wasn’t painful. It was good. Damn good.”

Gryphen cuddled him into his body when Ian rolled over. He tucked his face into Gryphen’s neck to breathe in the scent of him.

It was cathartic.

Nothing smelled better than Marine.

Nothing.

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