Page 18 of Sky on Fire
“You feel it, don’t you?”Tyne asked.“Our bond.”
Meyer nodded, his chest tightening with emotion.He couldn’t speak.All he could do was pull Tyne closer, his hands trembling as he explored the planes of Tyne’s back.
Meyer’s breath hitched as he pulled away slightly, his eyes searching Tyne’s face.He could see the fear in Tyne’s eyes and the uncertainty that lingered in his gaze.That wasn’t all, though.He could also see a longing that mirrored his own, and he wanted both of them to give in to it.
He cupped Tyne’s face.Tyne’s skin was warm beneath his touch, and Meyer could feel the faint tremor in Tyne’s body.His voice was soft, almost a whisper, as he spoke.“I know you’re scared, but I’m not going anywhere.”He didn’t care how many times he had to reassure Tyne.He’d do it until Tyne finally believed him.
Tyne’s eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat.He looked at Meyer as if he was trying to reconcile the man Meyer had been with the one he was now.Meyer didn’t expect him to believe him yet, but Tyne nodded.“I know.”
The words hung between them.Meyer’s heart raced, his chest tightening with a mix of relief and desire.He wanted to say more, but anything he could say would be useless.Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against Tyne’s.
Tyne’s hands found their way to Meyer’s chest, his fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.He kissed back with a desperation that matched Meyer’s own, their lips moving together.Meyer could feel the heat building between them, the intensity of their connection growing with every passing second.
When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing heavily.Meyer’s hands moved to Tyne’s shoulders.He felt like Tyne might disappear if he didn’t hold on to him.
Meyer kissed Tyne with more urgency.His hands slid down Tyne’s back, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.The bond between them thrummed, a constant reminder of the connection they shared.Meyer had forgotten it once, but he wouldn’t allow anything or anyone to take him away a second time, not even Carlyle.
Tyne moaned into the kiss.Meyer could feel the heat radiating off Tyne’s skin and hear the rapid thud of his heart.He wanted to memorize every sound, every sensation, and every moment.He wanted to make Tyne feel cherished.
Their movements became more desperate.They discarded their clothes with no finesse in a flurry of hands and lips, and when their bodies came together, it was in a way that felt both familiar and brand new.
Meyer explored every inch of Tyne’s skin.He wanted to make sure Tyne knew how much he was wanted.He wasn’t sure it was love yet, but it would be as long as Tyne gave them a chance.Now that Meyer had experienced this, more than ever, he was convinced that even if Tyne retreated into himself, he’d need to keep pushing.He couldn’t give this up, whatever happened.
Tyne’s breaths came in short, ragged gasps as Meyer’s lips found a sensitive spot just below his ear.His hands tangled in Meyer’s hair, pulling him closer and urging him on.“Meyer,” he whispered, his voice trembling with need.“Please.”
His voice sent a shiver down Meyer’s spine, and he pressed a kiss to the base of Tyne’s throat.“I’ve got you,” he murmured.“I’m here.”
Their bodies moved together as if they’d done this hundreds of times, and in a way, they had.Meyer might not remember it, but his body seemed to.It felt right in a way nothing had since he’d woken up without his memories.
Meyer’s breath caught in his throat as he came.He could feel the magic of their bond surging through him, connecting them on a level that went beyond the physical.He didn’t think he could describe it if anyone asked.Luckily, he wouldn’t have to because everyone he was close to already knew.He’d been so jealous of the other dragons when they’d gotten with their mages, but he didn’t have to be anymore.He had Tyne, and Tyne had him.
Both of them were breathless, and their bodies tangled together in a mess of limbs and sheets, but Meyer didn’t want to move.He took Tyne’s hand, lacing their fingers together even though they would eventually have to get up.He pressed a kiss to Tyne’s forehead, his lips lingering against the soft skin.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered again.He needed to hear it as much as Tyne did.He wasn’t going to screw up this time.
Tyne’s response was a soft, contented hum as his body relaxed against Meyer’s.For the first time in what felt like forever, there was a sense of peace between them that told Meyer that things were finally as they should be.
There was still more to be said and to be done.The past Meyer and Tyne shared was still there, and as much as Meyer wanted to believe that everything would be okay, he knew that it wouldn’t be that simple.No matter what Tyne said, Meyer was sure he could truly believe that Tyne knew he wasn’t leaving again.There was also Carlyle to contend with, and that wouldn’t be easy, either.
There was nothing Meyer could do about Carlyle, but now also wasn’t the moment to continue talking about what had happened between Tyne and Peyton.Meyer didn’t think they could do so again without hurting Tyne, and he didn’t want to do that.It wouldn’t solve anything, anyway.The only way to convince Tyne that he was nothing like Peyton would be to show him, and that would take time.
Time Meyer hoped they’d both have.
Chapter Eight
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THE MOMENT WHEN TYNEwoke up, he felt like he was right back to when he used to wake up in Peyton’s arms.Meyer was pressed against him, his head over Tyne’s heart.He looked peaceful, but Tyne was anything but.
He started panicking as soon as he thought about what they’d done last night.He didn’t regret it, but he didn’t have it in him to talk about it today.They were still at the clan house, and he needed out before doing anything else.He knew Meyer would want to know where last night left them, but he didn’t know.He didn’t know anything beyond the fact that he couldn’t do this right now.
It was hard to tear himself out of bed, but Tyne slowly moved both himself and Meyer until he could slide out of bed.They were in the bedroom Tyne had chosen yesterday, so it was easy for him to put his clothes back on and slip out the door.
He wasn’t sure where he was going.The people who lived in the house were quiet, and hopefully, it meant most of them were still asleep.Tyne wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone.
He especially wasn’t in the mood to talk to his mother, so he chose to hide in the garden.It had been his favorite place when he lived here, and that hadn’t changed.The place was empty at this hour of the morning, with the sun just peeking up at the horizon, and that was how Tyne wanted things.
He avoided the stone bench that held so many memories for him and Peyton and walked around instead.He didn’t have a lot of time to waste, but he didn’t want to wake up Meyer.This was the best place where he could wait for Meyer to wake up on his own.
