Page 127 of High Stakes and Soulmates
I smile at him. “I love you too.”
Ezio draws out just a little before thrusting deeper inside of me, but the angle of it hits me just right, making me moan.
“This has to be cheating,” I decide. “You know all my favorite spots.”
“You like that?” he asks.
“I love all of it.”
“Good,” he says while he moves inside me. He moans as he tucks his head close to mine and kisses my neck. When he nips itwith his fangs, pleasure races through me. I find myself wanting him to bite me and I don’t even know why. Wouldn’t that hurt?
It’s like I’m hypnotized. I hold on to him tightly while this overwhelming rush of feeling complete hits me.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, grabbing my trembling fingers.
“Nothing… I’m just. It’s like… I feel like it’s been a very long time since I felt this happy,” I say.
He kisses my fingers. “Me too. I love you. I love you, Arturo.”
My breath catches, but for some reason it feels so fucking right. “I love you too.”
Then he reaches up to his neck and cuts it with his nail.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Ezio shifts me up so I’m sitting on his lap, cock still deep inside of me, making me moan. He presses my head against his neck.
“Drink it.”
“What? But…” I hesitate, positive that this isn’t right.
“I’m going to heal if you don’t, and I’ll have to cut myself again. Just a taste.”
I feel uncertain, but I lean in and let my tongue run over the blood and realize that nothing has ever tasted better. “Oh fuck,” I moan before sucking on the spot. He thrusts up into me as I get a mouthful and groan. I grip him tightly while I fall into the bliss of it all. Honestly, I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out, not with the way he’s stroking me and moving inside me.
He heals far too quickly, and I find myself still sucking the spot, wanting more.
Ezio drives up into me as I come, unable to handle any more. Pleasure rushes through me as come hits his stomach. He pushes deep inside of me while I squeeze around his cock. And I love the moan that escapes him when he comes inside of me. He kisses my neck and cheek before he lays me down and slowly pulls out of me.
“Don’t move,” he says as he rushes off to get something to clean us up with.
And when he’s done, he lies down beside me and draws me into his arms while he tells me everything that I want to know. From the first time we met, to the books we read together, and how I helped pull him out of the darkness he’d been in.
At times, I feel like I’m a stranger listening in, but at other times, I’m hit with such a sense of familiarity that I know I can’t deny any of it.
CHAPTER THIRTY
CYRUS
I feel like I’m absolutely overloaded with information when we walk into Casimir’s house and I see the man who is supposedly my brother sitting at the table.
“So… you’re my brother? Or are you also some asshole man who has decided to destroy my life but is going to wait years to tell me?”
“I really am your brother,” he says. “Arturo’s brother, not Cyrus’s. My name is Sansón.”
Though I know everything Ezio told me while we lay in bed together reconfirmed that I really am Arturo, it still feels unbelievable.
“Do you know what all happened?” Julian asks.
