Page 126 of Daman
I grinned.
The front door of the cabin burst open, and Gray ran inside, blond curls wild as always. He pounced on the bed. “I’m so happy you’re finally awake! You’ve been out for two whole days.”
“Two days? Seriously?”
Gray nodded. “Al hasn’t left your side.”
Alastair averted his gaze to the hardwood floor. Piles of books and empty teacups sat beside his chair. That’s why he looked like shit? He hadn’t slept at all. He’d just waited for me to wake up.
Emotion clogged in my throat.
“Look who’s not dead.” Bellamy appeared in the doorway, bandage around his bare torso and a smirk on his lips. “I thought you were a goner.”
“Look who’s still an asshole.”
He laughed and strode toward the bed, sitting beside Gray. Bellamy was a lot like me in the sense that expressing his true feelings was a bit of a challenge for him. The relief showed in his eyes though. Eyes that shifted to blue when I met his gaze. “I’m glad you’re still here, D.”
“Yeah.” I cleared my throat. “Same.”
Warrin stirred beside me and slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times. Probably just as foggy as I’d been when first waking up. He became suddenly alert and took my face into his big hands. “You’re awake.”
“I woke up before you did, sleepyhead.”
He kissed the edge of my mouth and hugged me close. “The ritual worked. Thank the gods.”
My soul hummed with his close proximity.
“We should give them some privacy,” Alastair said, placing a hand on Gray’s shoulder. “Come on.”
“No,” Gray whined. “I’ve been waiting forever for them to wake up.”
“A few more hours won’t kill you.”
“Fine.” Gray pounced on me and Warrin, giving us a big hug, and then hopped off the bed, padding after Alastair and Bellamy as they left the cabin and closed the door.
“You saved me.”
Warrin’s eyes crinkled with a smile. “Of course I did. I told you. You’re not allowed to tell me goodbye. If you leave this world, I’m going with you.”
I claimed his lips and straddled him, loving the soft yet slightly calloused feel of his hands as they slid down my spine and gripped my ass. The battle had been a close call. But we’d won. Asa didn’t have the key to the celestial realm, and Warrin and I were now fully bonded as mates.
“I need to feel you.” I rolled my body against his, our hard erections pressing together through our pants.
“You’re injured,” he whispered, touching the bandage on my chest. “The ritual saved your life, yet you still need time to fully recover.”
“Guess we’ll just have to be careful.”
“Kotya…”
The pet name sent a rush of warmth through me. “I love when you call me that.”
“We barely escaped Death,” he said. “Is now the best time for this?”
“What better time is there?” I traced the sharp line of his jaw. “We’re alive. And I want you, War.”
He crushed his lips to mine. Since we didn’t have lube close by, I decided against penetrative sex and went for some frotting action instead. I took off my pants and tugged his down his hips just enough to release his cock. Precum beaded on his tip, and he groaned when I smoothed my thumb across it and lifted it to my lips for a taste.
Lust set fire to my veins. Only he could quench it. I spit in my palm and grabbed both our cocks, slowly stroking us once. He kissed me and replaced my hand with his.
