Page 64 of Green Ravens

“I’ll always come when you call,” Valor murmured.

He traced Zorion’s rough jawline, lingering near the pulse point on his throat.

“I wonder how long I’ve known you,” Valor whispered. “If there’s always been so much fire in your eyes…and were they always such a beautiful shade of green?”

Zorion sighed. “We must’ve known each other for years. Otherwise, why would this feel so good if we weren’t close?”

Valor squeezed him tighter. “Let’s not question it…not right now.”

He took Zorion’s hand and led him to the terrace…not the bedroom. Valor laid Zorion down on the lush grass and settled close beside him. As if on instinct, Zorion laid his head on his chest.

They were silent for a long time, allowing the chirping of nocturnal insects to serenade them.

Crickets and fireflies scurried close to them. The stars burned brightly, and the moon shone down on them like an appreciative witness to their bonding.

“What did they bring you for dinner tonight?”

Zorion hummed. “Fish…again. And fish this morning.”

“You like fish, huh?”

“I suppose so. Everything I do and eat, I wonder if I’ve always liked it. I even wonder what I may have been allergic to. Who knows how much they’ve altered inside us.”

Valor nuzzled Zorion’s forehead, rubbing his bristled cheek along his temple. He did it until Zorion exhaled and relaxed deeper into his side.

It felt so good to comfort him. Valor’s eyelashes fluttered and his eyes almost rolled back in his head.

“You suddenly smell good,” Zorion whispered. “Stronger.”

Valor smirked. “So do you.”

“What do I smell like?”

There was a hint of desire in Zorion’s smooth voice.

“You smell like freedom, like the outdoors.”

Valor liked how Zorion shifted closer.

After a long pause, Zorion asked, “What’s taking Jo so long?”

“This place has tighter security than the damn White House. It’s gonna take a little time to break us both out of here because I’mnotleaving without you.”

“Where will we go?”

“You will go where I lead. Yes?”

Zorion didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

Zorion ran his hands down Valor’s torso, sparking a surge of erotic energy to his groin.

A soft purr moved in his chest like satisfaction made into sound.

Zorion shifted until his pelvis pressed against Valor’s thigh. His cock was hard, his hand heavy on his hip, and his breath hot on his cheek.

Valor stretched his neck to the side for more. Zorion’s touch didn’t just bring intense pleasure. It was more the electrifying emotions he felt at Zorion’s desire to please him.

“Valor,” Zorion moaned.

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