Page 107 of Seduced By Moonlight

“No. There’s one more place you need to show me.”

“And where is that?” Ward asked.

“Your bedroom.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT – WARD

“SO YOU’D like to see that wing of the castle next?” Ward asked as Kayden practically tugged him along.

They moved quickly, almost in a sprint. His laughter echoed off the stone walls as Ward kept up with Kayden’s eager pace. He felt alive with the thrill of it, like teenagers sneaking out for the first time.

He barely noticed the world around them.

“I think it’s a pretty important part of any tour,” Kayden replied, glancing back at Ward.

They reached a long corridor lined with armor and paintings of landscapes. Kayden marched with determined steps toward the bedroom.

When they got there, Ward opened the door with a flourish. “The master bedroom,” he said, sweeping his arm to invite Kayden inside, as if Kayden had never been there before.

Kayden darted through.

Ward took a long look at the place. They’d been there earlier, but they’d been more concerned with talking. There wasn’t going to be much conversation taking place if he was reading Kayden right.

His bedroom was huge and had broad windows that let in generous moonlight. A massive antique four-poster bed dominated one wall, which was silly to have since he never slept here. Or in a bed, for that matter. Still, he’d liked it when he’d seen it years ago.

His wings trembled as he followed along behind Kayden.

“Nice,” Kayden said as he turned to face Ward, already moving toward the bed.

“I’m glad you approve.” Ward placed a gentle hand on Kayden’s arm to halt his movement. “But whatexactlyare we doing here? What is it you want?”

He searched Kayden’s face, seeking clarity and understanding, as the question hung in the air between them.

Kayden’s eyes were unfocused, and for a second, Ward worried he’d misinterpreted. The headlong rush to the bedroom felt like a blur. What if they weren’t wanting the same thing?

He didn’t want to mess this up, to leap too far ahead. Ward’s uncertainty went against his usual confidence, yet it was real enough to make him pause. He searched Kayden’s face again, seeking reassurance. The question lingered between them.

“You. I want to make you feel good. With my mouth, and I want to feel you hitting the back of my throat.” Kayden glanced at Ward through his lashes. “Is that clear enough? Will you let me? Is that okay in this form?”

Let him? Gods, he could die a happy gargoyle if Kayden did that. “I’m bigger than a regular human in my natural form.”

He felt like Kayden needed to be warned. But hell, he could probably look down and see that.

“Not a problem. At all. It’s good. Fine, even.” Kayden rubbed Ward’s dick. “More than fine. It makes me hot. You know I find you sexy in whatever form you’re in. But this? Your true form? Makes me fuckingdripwith need.”

Ward gulped, feeling as though flames licked at his skin from the inside out. His entire body was ablaze, a scorching heat coursing through his veins and setting every nerve alight with an intense, unrelenting burn.

Ward reached out, fingers brushing against the fabric of Kayden’s shirt. “May I undress you first? I want to see you.”

Ward needed to take in every detail of Kayden—the way the light from the table lamp shimmered in his hair, catching the golden highlights.

To see Kayden’s eyes before they closed with pleasure. To watch his lips stretch over his cock as he took him in his mouth. He wanted to explore every bit of his mate.

“Yes,” Kayden said teasingly as he kicked off his tennis shoes. “Please do.”

Please do what? Oh, right. Undress his mate. Desire coursed through him like a rising tide, an irresistible force that intensified with each heartbeat.

With a steady hand, he carefully worked open the button of Kayden’s jeans, feeling the fabric’s soft resistance give way beneath his fingers. He gently eased the denim down, just enough to free Kayden’s straining cock, which pulsed with its own eager anticipation.

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