Page 47 of Cold Winter Nights

He stepped forward, hesitant, not wanting to push too hard too fast. But he couldn’t stay suspended in this unknown any longer, not when everything inside him was screaming to get as close as he could.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls?” Royal sighed, “I explained what I was doing and that I’d only be a few days. Why…why didn’t you…”

Stone reached out and yanked Royal to his chest. It knocked the last of the breath out of him but he didn’t care. He wrapped his arms around Stone’s waist and squeezed him back. The pressure was unbearable, suffocating in the best way. It was a hold that yelled of fear and deep, resonating relief.

“I couldn’t. I couldn’t look at your text. I couldn’t answer your calls. I thought…I thought you were going to tell me goodbye, that you had to stay in New York.” Stone’s voice wasraw and gritty as if he hadn’t spoken since Royal left. “I just…I couldn’t bear to hear it.”

Royal closed his eyes as Stone began to tremble, his breath coming in uneven gasps.

“No. I’m yours, Bo. I belong to you, and you are all mine. If I’d known what my leaving would do, I never would’ve done it.” Royal buried his face in Stone’s chest. “Forgive me, please.”

Royal pulled back enough to see Stone’s face. The vulnerability he saw was like nothing he’d ever seen. True fear that he’d be left alone again.

“I thought maybe I could just go on, that you didn’t meant everything to me already…but I was wrong.”

“So was I.” Royal stroked Stone’s beard. “Those three days almost killed me. All I wanted to do was get home.”

“I’m so damn scared, Royal,” Stone gritted. “I can’t go through this shit anymore.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Bo.” Royal’s own voice was breaking, the tears spilling over, as he peppered kisses along Stone’s throat. “I swear to you, I’m not leaving. I love you. I’ve never known this feeling, this kind of hurt and fear…so I know it’s love. The thought that I’d lost you caused an ache in my chest that was ten times worse than anything I’d ever felt before.”

Stone’s body began to relax as he searched Royal’s face, maybe looking for any signs of dishonesty. But he’d find none.

“I want to believe you.”

Royal gently cupped Stone’s cheek. “I’ll prove it. I swear.”

Stone leaned in, his lips trembling as he kissed Royal with a kind of desperation that only two anguished souls could understand.

Stone

Royal whined into his mouth as Stone deepened the kiss. His feelings were all over the damn place, but he chose to only focus on Royal’s lips.

He’d really thought he’d lost him. It’d been the most torturous three days he’d had in eight years. But now Royal was in his home, confessing his love and making vows. Stone was so afraid, but he’d take this risk and believe him because he was helpless to do otherwise.

He’d thought of not opening the door but when Royal yelled he was home, Stone’s heart had taken over and made the decision for him.

Stone moans were loud and guttural as he hefted Royal into his arms and pulled him out of the cold, into his cabin, kicking the door closed behind him.

They clawed and bit at each other like animals as Stone rushed towards his room. They fell onto the bed together and Stone was so out of control he ripped Royal’s sweater when he yanked it over his head. It was less than a minute before they were both naked and writhing against each other.

Royal scraped his blunt nails along his back, and the sting felt wonderful after days of nothing but numbness. Three days had felt like three months.

Stone damn near wept when Royal wrapped those tender hands around his cock and began to jerk him with long, tight pulls.

“I want you inside me,” Royal pleaded into his beard.

Heat soared down his back and landed below his pelvis, causing his cock to throb.

“Yes,” Royal thrust hard as if he’d felt it too, stroking him faster. “Now.”

Stone closed his eyes, trapped in the powerful sensations, until Royal turned over and ground his ass into his dick, sending shockwaves to his balls. He was so hard and aching he didn’t think it was a good idea to sink inside Royal when he was so worked up.

“When was the last time you had anyone inside you, Royal?” Stone asked, pumping his hips in the same way he wanted to fuck him.

Royal gasped. “Um, c-college. But I’ve been um…I’ve been using a…”

Stone thrust hard, sucking deep red marks at the base of Royal’s neck. “You’ve been using what?”

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