Page 93 of The Protective Gryphen

And laughing.

Gryphen was confused.

“What’s so funny?” Gryphen asked.

Ian explained.

“This is the best day of my life. I don’t know what the hell is going on where I not only got a hot Marine as a boyfriend, but he gives and receives. I gotta go buy a lottery ticket. Do they have the lottery in Scotland?”

Gryphen was amused.

Pulling his leg off, he dropped it on the floor, and dragged himself and Ian into bed.

Then, he pulled the blanket over them so they could cuddle. The whole time, they got each other even messier.

Oh, well.

“I love you,” Gryphen said.

Ian sighed.

He was so at peace here and in Gryphen’s arms. He felt like he could be himself.

Finally.

Because he couldn’t possibly feel anything more for this man than he already did, he shared the words.

“And I love you.”

Only, he knew tomorrow, that love would get bigger. Each day, it did.

In the afterglow, they held onto each other.

“Did I hurt you?” Gryphen asked, knowing he’d really gone hard.

Ian didn’t even hesitate.

“Nope. It was fun, and I love seeing the real you. I knew you were hiding something spectacular.”

Gryphen was honest.

“Not everyone likes being used by a Marine.”

He snorted.

“I love it. Keep using me. Fuck me until I walk funny because this is the best day of my life,” he said, yawning.

Gryphen agreed.

“Close your eyes, Baby,” he said. “It’s still dark out. We can rest a little more.”

That worked for him.

He’d cum so many times that he needed to sleep.

To recharge.

Somehow, he figured the day was going to be just as erotic and wild.

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