Page 29 of Minotaurs and other Magic

“Because it’s much more fun to wait for you to ask.” Rohan kissed the end of his nose. “And yes, I want to fuck you. I was beginning to think you’d never want to try.”

“Are you going to let go of me so I can wander around the maze?”

“In a moment.” Rohan rested his chin on the top of Nate’s head. “I missed holding you this morning because I had to get up so early.”

“I missed waking up in your arms.” He’d never felt as safe as he did when tucked against Rohan.

With a last kiss, Rohan released him. “Grab a cloak on your way out. The evenings are becoming cooler.”

CHAPTER 14

Rohan didn’t rush, but he also didn’t want to leave Nate wandering the maze for too long, even though he had a guard at his heels. He grabbed the thick oil and slipped the jar into the pocket on his belt before throwing on his cloak.

He had always liked to wander the maze, even though he knew the shortcuts to the center. There was something calming about it. Not that he felt at all calm, as he entered the maze.

His blood was hot, and his dick was half-hard. He closed his eyes and inhaled, seeking Nate’s scent. The air chilled his lungs as winter had begun to wrap her arms around the city, but it wasn’t yet too cold to be out.

Nate’s scent lingered in the air, drawing him on. Thrown over one hedge was Nate’s tunic. Rohan gathered it up and kept walking. At the next split in the path, he paused, not sure which way Nate had gone. He went right only to find Nate’s pants hanging from a branch. He brought them to his face and inhaled.

Cheeky.

Nate had left a false trail.

And now he was naked except for his cloak.

Rohan turned, trusting his feet to lead him to Nate. His pace quickened as he hunted his lover. A gasp and then silence.Rohan grinned, hearing Nate’s heartbeat on the other side of the bush. He wanted to reach through and grab him. Instead, he’d take the shortcut he’d just passed.

He backed up and peeked through the gap. Nate had his head tilted as if listening. The guard was near enough to act if needed but far enough to not ruin the game.

As if satisfied Rohan had moved on, Nate turned and walked toward the cut-through in the maze. Rohan waited, then lunged, grabbing him and lifting him off his feet.

Nate yelped.

The guard ran toward him, hand on his sword, before slowing as he saw the reason for Nate’s yell was because Rohan had him. Rohan gave him a nod, then slung his prize over his shoulder, carrying him to the center of the maze.

“That didn’t take you long,” Nate’s words were breathy.

“I told you it wouldn’t. While leaving your clothes provided a good distraction, it only spurred me on, knowing you were naked beneath your cloak.” He gave Nate’s ass a squeeze. He’d been waiting for Nate to want more, to be ready.

“Well, I was trying to be caught.”

“That’s why you startled like a deer.” He sat, placing Nate in his lap, trusting the guard would be at the entrance to the center, preventing any interruptions. “Take the oil out of my pocket.”

Nate reached into the pocket and stopped. “You brought the leash.”

“I did.” Would Nate also take that out or leave it?

Nate’s tongue traced his lower lip as if weighing his options. He pulled the strip of leather—that was far too delicate to be a leash on anything but a willing partner—and handed it to him. “While we play this game today, know that there are others I want to play.”

“You seek to bind me?”

“Maybe? Or is that not allowed because you are a prince?”

Rohan laughed. “I want to hear about your other desires when I am inside you.” He licked the curve of Nate’s ear. “But I do not object to being bound.”

Nate’s lips parted, and Rohan stole a kiss. Nate lifted Rohan’s tunic out of the way and pressed against him, wrapping his hand around both their cocks and stroking. It was a sight he was never going to tire of seeing. He was so used to Nate being in his bed and at his side that he couldn’t remember what it was like not to have him.

Nate belonged there, and falling through the doorway had returned him to the correct world.

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