Page 37 of The Protective Gryphen

Own their union.

They were going to have to explore this need that Ian had the ability to pull from him. Hopefully, he’d not be too afraid of it.

This was the real him, and like he’d warned him, he couldn’t put him away now that he was free.

“That’s enough to make me wild,” he admitted, his voice deep and husky with lust. “I love you wet from me.”

Oh, him too.

Because he couldn’t resist, Gryphen kissed him and he took his time, making Ian’s dick also go hard. He tormented him with just his oral skills. When he broke the kiss, he was blunt.

“Good. My cum will be lubrication later. I plan on replacing any that leaks out,” he said, slapping him on his ass.

God.

Ian couldn’t believe that this man was real. He couldn’t believe that the normal prim and proper Ian loved a down and dirty Marine. Had any other man slapped him on the ass, he would have punched them in the face, but now, his whole body tingled.

His hands on him drove Ian wild.

The way he just made him feel with that slap to his ass…

Shit.

Ian couldn’t wait to spend the next week with Gryphen, exploring a castle and their needs.

As he dried his body from his shower, he shared with Ian his plans.

“I’m going to go explore our surroundings before we have to go back to sleep in a little while. Jet lag is a bitch, and we have to get back on schedule to function here. It won’t be any fun if our days and nights are flipped.”

Ian understood.

Laying in bed, he stretched like a sleek cat, and the whole time, Gryphen watched him.

He was curious.

“Tomorrow, can we go into the town?” he asked, thinking about shopping, kilts, and rings.

Gryphen stared at him but said nothing. In his head, he was trying to differentiate between actual danger and Gryphen’s desire to just keep Ian all to himself.

Ian explained.

“I’d like to look around a little and see what the town is like,” he admitted.

In Gryphen’s head, he was screaming no, since he needed to make sure Ian was safe. Only, this was the man’s vacation, and he couldn’t keep him caged like an animal. He’d just have to keep him safe.

He’d be in hover mode nonstop, but that wasn’t exactly a bad thing for him.

Besides, he knew he wanted to find a kilt because that was Ian’s fantasy, and Gryphen wanted to give that to him no matter what.

If it made him wild enough to want to climb all over him, well, then, sign him up.

Gryphen met him halfway.

“Let me get my bearings tonight and tomorrow when we wake up before we decide that. Maybe we’ll find Graham, and he will let me know if our arrival is under the radar. If it is, then yes. We can go there. No one will recognize us, and you’ll be safe as just another tourist.”

That was fair.

Reaching up, Ian touched his scruffy cheek and rubbed his fingers through the five o’clock shadow there. He’d noticed that Gryphen didn’t shave as much once he noticed him enjoying the scruff.

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