Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Grym
It didn’t take me long to convince Elliot to get naked. He was on the bed, on his hands and knees. His hole glistened with lube. All I had to do was ease inside.
I held him by the hips and watched as my hard cock pressed against his opening.
He moaned as I sank into him—just the head at first. I watched as he took each inch of me. “A stor.”
He pressed against me, forcing me to sink deeper into him, moaning my name as I bottomed out.
He was the one who began moving first, pulling forward partway and then sinking back onto me.
Watching him take what he wanted heated my blood. I countered his moves. The push and pull made me forget everything else but Elliot’s body. The rest of the world faded until all that existed was us.
I leaned over him, my chest pressing against his back.
He reached behind me and gripped my nape.
For the next few minutes, all we heard was each other’s panting as I pumped into him, fucking him with abandon.
“I’m gonna,” he breathed.
I reached beneath him, taking his cock and pumping it in time with the rhythm of my hips.
It spilled over after only a couple of pumps.
He cried out as his muscles clamped around me. It was what I needed to fall over the edge with Elliot.
Elliot collapsed, and I went with him. I rolled to the side so as not to crush him. Elliot moved to his side, so my cock never fell out of him.
He lay there in comfortable silence. I kissed his cheek, then shut my eyes.
“Dinner’s ready!” someone yelled from the bottom of the stairs. “We’re not waiting for you two lovebirds.”
“Meh. Who needs food anyway?” Elliot let me be the big spoon as he settled into me. “I’m glad we saved you from Tech Duinn.”
“I’m glad you did, too.” I kissed the back of his neck.
My cock softened enough to slip out of Elliot.
“It was super scary.”
“It was.”
“I’m trying to say I realized I love you through all of that. Like, I love you a lot.” Elliot pulled my arm around him and held my hand, pressing a kiss to the center of my palm. “I just want you to know that. You know, just in case we lose to Donn Death.”
I held him tighter. “And I love you, A stor.”
Elliot kissed my palm again, then smiled.
Someone knocked on our bedroom door. “I didn’t bust my ass making dinner for you two assholes just so you wouldn’t eat it.” Cael definitely wasn’t messing around.
“What did you make?” I raised my voice so he could hear me.
“Something with love inside, just for you two.” He delivered the sarcasm well. “Who fucking cares, Grym? Just come down. Now. Please.”
“Adding the please really warmed up the demand, didn’t it?” Elliot turned and kissed me, then slid off the bed and went into the bathroom.
He wasn’t in there long. Just long enough to clean up. He smiled at me when he reentered the room. “You look positively debauched.”
I chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed.
Elliot closed the distance. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed the center of his chest.
Then my stomach growled.
Elliot chuckled and let me go. “I guess we should get to dinner.”
Dinner with the whole family should be interesting.
For one thing, we probably needed a bigger table.
And then we needed more beds and rooms. But more importantly, we needed a solid defensive strategy for when Donn struck again.
And he would. Probably sooner rather than later.
We’d pissed him off pretty good, according to Ezul.
He’d exact his wrath with swift force. That bit of horror also came from Ezul.
The good news was that they had entered the eye of the storm. All was quiet on the farm, and Elliot and I were a solid unit. One Donn could do nothing about.