“Yes,” Aiden hissed. “It’s just…just been…”
“What, darling? You can tell me anything.” Ronan pressed a light kiss to Aiden’s temple and his jaw. “What do you need?”
“I’ve just used my fingers,” Aiden admitted in a whisper. “It’s…it’s not enough.”
Ronan closed his eyes and every fucking muscle in his body stiffened. Just the image alone of Aiden touching himself was nearly enough to send him screaming over the edge. When he could take more than a short breath without shattering, he pressed his mouth to the corner of Aiden’s and then his lips, taking them in a long, searing kiss. “I understand, darling. I’ll fill you and fuck you exactly how you need.” He would give Aiden the same exhausted, bone-deep aching satisfaction Aiden had given him earlier in the evening.
“Please,” Aiden pleaded.
“Get on the bed,” Ronan said, though it seemed to require an extra minute to stop kissing Aiden and to get his damn fingers to release him. He needed to get control of himself. Every desire and instinct screamed to jump this man, but he wanted to go slow, to savor every moment.
He watched as Aiden paused at the nightstand long enough to grab the lube, and then he was stretched out in bed in the same spot where Ronan had lain just a few hours earlier. And even though so little time had passed, Ronan was starved for Aiden. He suspected that it would always be that way between them.
With one knee on the edge of the bed, Ronan smirked as he spun a finger at Aiden, indicating that he should roll over onto his stomach. Aiden narrowed his gaze but did as he was instructed, pulling a pillow down to tuck under his head. Ronan admired the swooping curve of the spine that lifted into a perfect bubble butt that he wanted to sink his teeth into.
Mmmm…biting Aiden would be delicious. But that would come later. There were other parts of Aiden that needed to be tasted first.
Ronan crawled onto the bed between Aiden’s long legs and started massaging his shoulders, working out any bits of tension that still lingered before slowly working his way along his back. Aiden moaned as Ronan reached the base of his spine and Aiden lifted his ass as if trying to capture Ronan’s attention.
With a chuckle, Ronan smacked it. “Lie still. I want you relaxed.”
“I’m not going to relax until I fucking come,” Aiden grumbled into his pillow.
Ronan sat on his heels and dug his fingers into Aiden’s cheeks, massaging muscles and slowly parting them to reveal his tight hole. “Are you saying I’ve been neglecting you?”
“No.”
“I think you are.” Sliding down the bed to lie on his own stomach, Ronan licked a stripe across Aiden over his entrance. The most interesting sound escaped Aiden, a strange mix of moan and howl. Ronan blew across the damp skin, and Aiden swore quite creatively. Yes, that was better. He definitely had the man’s full attention now.
Ronan tucked in, licking, sucking, and nibbling on those tight muscles until they began to loosen, and Aiden was moaning into his pillow. He loved every sound Aiden made. His lover was likely loud enough for the entire house to hear and he didn’t care. He wanted the world to know how well loved and cared for his man was.
When they were both shaking with need, Ronan grabbed the lube and poured some onto his fingers. He worked it slowly into Aiden’s willing body, taking great care to make sure that he wasn’t hurt.
“Ronan, now!” Aiden pleaded.
“I thought I was the one in control today,” he teased as he pressed a third finger inside of Aiden. His lover’s breathing hitched, but when Ronan would have withdrawn, Aiden pushed back, taking more of him.
“I can’t wait anymore. Please, Ronan.”
Ronan snarled, removed his fingers, and snatched up the bottle of lube again. “Next time I’m gagging you. I can’t resist you when you beg.”
To his surprise, Aiden looked over his shoulder and flashed him a wicked grin, proving that he knew exactly how to press all of Ronan’s buttons. The bastard. Not that he cared. Ronan loved that Aiden wanted him so badly, needed to feel him.
With both hands tightly gripping Aiden’s hips, Ronan carefully entered Aiden. The heat was exquisite, and he had to dig deep to push down his own raging need to just plunge into his body. He’d waited a lifetime for this, imagined it a hundred thousand times, and none of his fantasies even came close. Aiden’s breath caught and Ronan froze, giving him time to adjust before pushing forward again.
Fully seated inside of Aiden, Ronan draped his wider body over his lover’s and wrapped one arm across his chest while pressing kisses to his shoulder. “You’re perfect. Every inch of you, every breath and sigh and laugh, is perfect.”
“Do you know what would make this more perfect?” Aiden asked in a low, dreamy voice.
“What?”
“If you’d move.”
Ronan gave an evil chuckle as he pulled back, but instead of slamming into Aiden, he moved slowly, giving little thrusts. “What if I fucked you like this? Just deep and slow. Tiny thrusts to keep you balanced right on the edge.” Another whimper broke from Aiden’s lips, and his muscles tightened around Ronan’s cock as if Aiden’s body were trying to draw him deeper.
“Whatever you want,” Aiden growled. “Just don’t stop. Don’t want you to ever stop.”
“Never,” Ronan promised, not caring if their words were completely illogical. He didn’t want to ever be physically parted from Aiden again. They could just go on making love like this until their bones turned to dust.
“Promise…promise me…” Aiden said brokenly.
“What? Anything.”
“Promise me…no one else. Just us. No other women or men. I couldn’t—”
Ronan froze, and it was like Aiden gripped his heart in a vise. Did his lover truly not understand?
He carefully pulled out of Aiden completely, and his lover cried out an apology, but Ronan ignored it as he forced Aiden onto his back. He paused only long enough to smear more lube on his dick, and then he was pressing inside of Aiden before stretching out on top of him. Some of his earlier driving need returned, but his concern for Aiden and his heart was more pressing. Sliding his arms under Aiden, Ronan gripped his shoulders tightly, holding him completely captive.
“Aiden, look at me,” Ronan commanded roughly. Aiden blinked, gazing at him with beautiful amber eyes. The wariness that had haunted those eyes for so long was gone, and Aiden looked up at him with only love and trust. “There will never be anyone else. You’re everything to me. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. I fell for you as a human, and in the past few days, I’ve fallen all over again as I’ve discovered who you’ve become in the past centuries. And I plan to spend my remaining years proving that I’m worthy of you.”
“You’re mine,” Aiden whispered. His trembling fingers touched Ronan’s cheek and swept up to brush the sweaty hair from his eyes.
“My heart, body, and soul belong to you,” Ronan confirmed, thrusting deep inside.
Aiden moaned and bowed his back in pleasure. He wrapped his legs around Ronan’s hips. “Harder. Oh God, my love, harder please.”
Ronan could follow Aiden’s wishes. He’d give everything of himself to this man. His breath. His last drop of blood.