Page 84 of Mystique of the Fallen
“These are gorgeous,” Grant whispered.
“Designed for us by Killian and Dravyn. We’ll use them again at our matebond ceremony. Those are indestructible, so you’ll have to find a spot in our condo for them to live,” Roman told Grant as he strode over and hugged him from behind.
“This popcorn smells like limes.”
Roman rested his head on Grant’s shoulder. “Yep. Brynn made that for us. It’s lime-infused popcorn.”
“I don’t know how either of us is going to top this night.”
“Good news. We don’t have to. Tonight, we agreed to bind our souls. Little or nothing should compare to that. Well, I suppose the night we actually complete our matebond will rank pretty high too.”
Grant shifted so he could turn in Roman’s embrace. “I love you, thanks for making this special.”
“I didn’t do the love confession right, so I wanted to wow you. You deserve that. To be swept off your feet even if it’s not usually our thing.”
“You know what is my thing?”
Roman brushed their lips together. “Tell me.”
“You.Youare my thing. I love all this extra stuff, it’s a pleasant surprise, but what I most want is to be yours.”
“Oh, you are mine, baby.”
“Is it weird that I’ve felt like that from the moment we officially met?”
Roman’s brow creased. “I was scared. It was awful walking into a relationship with a secret…and a nagging fear that it might not work.”
“How quickly did that fear disappear?”
“Pretty damn fast,” Roman said with a grin. “You’re fucking incredible.”
Reaching down, Grant grabbed Roman’s ass and squeezed. “So are you, but you have way too many clothes on.”
“Don’t you want some of this popcorn Brynn made us?”
“It’ll make a great snack afterward,” Grant said, pulling away and dragging a willing Roman to their bedroom. “We should work up an appetite first. I still have steak and ice cream in my belly.”
Roman’s dick was ready to oblige Grant as it hardened behind the zipper of his new jeans. They arrived in their bedroom, and Roman rolled his shoulders as he rid himself of his sport coat. Across from him, Grant’s jacket also fluttered to the ground.
Before Grant could tug off anything else, Roman stepped closer to him and sealed their mouths together. For one blissful moment, he drank in nothing but Grant’s bright lime scent. Roman’s fingers found their way to the front of his pinstriped shirt and went to work on the tiny buttons.
Grant smiled into their kiss and did his best to do the same to Roman’s button-down as they leisurely tasted one another. Passion didn’t sizzle beneath the surface when they touched. It burst into fireworks whenever they focused intently on one another. Roman had dearly wanted such a spectacular connection since he’d first learned about sex.
For countless decades, he’d searched for someone to make him burn from the inside out. Although he’d shared plenty of orgasms with his partners through the centuries, nothing came close to what Grant did to him.
It was as it should be. Their souls were two halves of the same whole. Roman tugged Grant’s top upward, then drifted his palms slowly across Grant’s impressive pecs and slid his shirt down his muscular arms. He wondered idly how completing their matebond would intensify their desire for each other.
Goosebumps rose from Grant’s skin as he shivered beneath Roman’s touch. Roman continued to tease him with his tongue as he caressed the firm muscles of his belly and unbuttoned his jeans. Using his knuckles to torment Grant by bumping his hardened cock, Roman took his sweet time unzipping his mate.
Grant clutched at Roman’s side but made no protest as Roman slid his hand into Grant’s boxers and gently squeezed his dick. Unwilling to be impeded by the confines of Grant’s clothing, Roman tugged Grant’s pants and underwear out of the way so he could wrap Grant’s length in his fist and slowly jack him.
Swaying, Grant moaned into their kiss and dug his fingers into Roman’s back. There was no question Roman could make him come with a few sure strokes. But they both deserved better than that tonight.
“Onto the bed, baby,” Roman ordered softly.
Grant didn’t hesitate. He shoved his jeans to the floor and was fully naked, including losing his socks, in about five seconds flat. Clambering onto the bed, Grant sprawled across the center of their mattress and wiggled enticingly.
Forcing himself to move slowly, Roman peeled off his clothing and allowed each piece to fall onto the area rug. Roman climbed onto the bed and crawled over the gorgeous man gliding his hands along Roman’s flanks. Their mouths met, and Roman grinned at the way their minds were in sync as Grant spread his legs.
