25. EION
Chapter twenty-five
EION
In our fancy hotel room, I looked at myself in the mirror.
I admired the marks on my shoulders and chest before touching the ones on my ribs, which were particularly tender.
I couldn’t help but smile because the ones on my inner thighs brought my cock to life when I ran my palm over them.
Those marks were going to keep me grounded and remind me that I was claimed as I talked to a room full of strangers.
“I might have gotten carried away,” Angus said as he came up behind me, his chin on my shoulder.
“It’s hot. And I think it’s enough of a distraction that I will not panic on stage.”
“I’ll be right there with you, Baby.” Everything would be okay, but these marks meant something. I was his. Angus gave me everything I had wanted years ago. What I thought I had with Trey never felt like this.
His cock slid between my ass cheeks, and I pushed back against him. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“Mmm. Feels really good. We don’t have to be downstairs for two hours.
” He continued to rub against me. The fluid he released because of his arousal made my crack slick.
I liked it when he kissed across my shoulders, then sucked up along my neck.
The way I shivered under his touch proved that I was more than happy to spend the next few hours giving my man pleasure instead of worrying.
“I want to touch and lick every inch of you.” He whispered while tugging my lobe between his teeth.
“I’ll use my lips to make those bruises feel better. ”
“I think that’s a great idea.” I turned in his arms, our cocks pushed together.
When I sucked in a breath, he pulled my hips against his, then shifted back and forth.
Our solid shafts were unyielding, and it was an exquisite feeling.
Every time I was with him, I was amazed by how hard we could get.
The feeling of us together took me to places that I’d only been to with Angus.
“That feels so fucking good.” His tongue sought mine, and when they made contact, the heat sent a tingle through my groin, but warmth spread through my heart.
“I love you,” I said against his lips. His smile was obvious even though I couldn’t see it.
I thought I had been in love before, but every day he touched my heart in a way that felt new.
When we hit the bed, he lay back and pulled me down with him.
Sliding toward the center together, I lay over him, his body firm under mine.
As I kissed his sternum, I then moved toward one of his sensitive nipples.
Unable to help myself, I took the hard nub between my teeth, then bit it until he yelped.
“Fuck. You already know my body so well.”
“Every inch of you is perfect. And belongs to me.” I responded easily.
His cock was thick and solid, the head leaking, and I kissed my way toward it.
As I continued my path, I followed the deep V on one side, then moved to the other, not giving his cock any attention, which is what he wanted. He thrust his hips seeking friction.
“Eion.” Hearing him say my name always aroused me. And I doubled down on the sensitive skin at his groin, then along the crease of his hip. With open-mouthed kisses, I moved toward his balls, and he squirmed under me—I loved it. “Eion.” He said much louder. There was a definite whine in his tone.
“Yes?” I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, loving how it made him moan. “Is there a problem?”
“You are. Ngh.” My mouth was around the head of his cock, and it stopped him from saying anything further.
I held his hip with my hand while my residual limb and bicep lay across his belly, pinning him in place.
The noises he made were vulgar, and I actually blushed.
I couldn’t believe I caused him to lose control so completely.
“Do you like that, Angus?” I still hadn’t taken more than the crown, sucking it lightly, but I could tell by his little whimpers that he was getting close.
I loved having this power over him. Bringing him close was easy, and the embarrassing truth was, he could do the same to me.
There was so much more between us than sex.
Our emotional and mental connection was a bond that felt better than I had ever expected.
I ran my tongue around the sensitive glans, then finally sucked him deeply.
The head closed my throat for a moment before I pulled back.
Tightening my mouth around the shaft, I moved over the smooth skin, using my lips and tongue to pleasure him.
“Fuck. Shit.” He rocked his hips. “Eion. Please.” This control over him made me feel powerful, yet I wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted.
I enjoyed having him on edge. I flicked my tongue over the slit, then from the head down the underside of his thick rod.
Which forced him to thrust up. While he moaned, I took him deeply again.
Unable to help myself, I rubbed against the comforter to relieve some of the need within me, but getting him to the pinnacle was my focus.
“You going to come for me, Baby?”
“Yes. Please. Yes.” With him on the edge, I held him deep in my throat, the need for air secondary to pushing him over.
He pushed deeper a few times, and then I felt his already rock-hard cock swell.
It was a feeling I wanted to hold on to until I tasted the first salty burst of his release.
The taste of him brought me to the edge.
He pulsed over and over, and I couldn’t wait to do it again because I wanted to see him fall for me thousands of times more.
“I want to see you, Eion.” He pulled at me until my knees were on either side of his hips.
He reached for me, his hand wrapped around my length.
When my hand joined his, the pleasure started to run up the back of my legs, then gathered low in my belly, until I could feel the electricity as it pulled me over.
I looked at my partner, our eyes locked.
“That’s it. Come for me.” He said with his eyes locked with mine.
My body rolled through my orgasm, a feeling of intense pleasure, and my heart cracked open even more.
I was so completely gone for Angus MacGregor.
His stomach and chest were covered in my come, and the possessiveness in me loved knowing he wore my release.
I had claimed him as mine. I gave no thought to the cooling come when I leaned down and kissed him gently.
I needed him to know all the ways he touched my soul.
For the first time ever, I wondered if Trey walking away because he couldn’t see the man I could be was a blessing.
As new as this thing between Angus and me was, the way I felt about him was one hundred times more intense than anything I had with my ex.
Angus was one of the best people I had ever known. I lay on my side, and he turned to face me. “That was.” I smiled. He made me feel good just by being here with me. Anything else, like making love, was a bonus.
“It really was.” We lay there for a long time and enjoyed our post orgasm haze. We looked at each other, our fingers laced together. I smiled. “I suppose it wouldn’t be appropriate to go to a black-tie event smelling like sex.”
“If it wasn’t to make money for our Sanctuary, then I wouldn’t care.” I was pretty sure he wasn’t kidding, but he was right. This was for Orlando, Bethany, and all the animals that lived on the property, plus all the ones we would help in the future.
Once I stood, I offered him a hand. “Shower with me?”
“I would love to. I’ll make sure to give all the sensitive parts plenty of attention. You need to be squeaky clean.” He smiled and followed me to the bathroom.
I was back in front of the mirror, with my slacks on and my dress shirt open. When I moved, I could still see some of the marks. He walked up behind me, and our eyes met in the mirror. “You are looking pretty sexy. We could stay in the room for the night.”
I laughed. “I think your mother would come up here and drag us both out by our ears.”
“No doubt. I want you to cinch me up.” Like always, Angus would wear a custom corset as the vest under his jacket.
Mine matched his, but it wasn’t a corset.
Getting to lace him up was something I looked forward to every day he worked.
We had discussed his fetish, but it also brought him comfort, and he looked incredibly sexy. All of it was a win for me.
“Of course I will. If you will do my buttons and cufflinks.” Small fidgety things were difficult for me to finesse with my prosthetic.
I could do it, but our relationship was at a point where I didn’t feel like I was less than for asking my boyfriend to do something I could do but would take me longer.
I didn’t wear dress shirts very often, so it wasn’t something that came up very often, but tonight, not only was it going to be helpful, but there was a certain intimacy to the process.
We stood face to face as he buttoned my shirt.
I could already tell how nice it was to have a dress shirt that accommodated my harness.
His smile was gorgeous, and he kissed me gently.
“You look so handsome. Which bow tie do you want to wear?”
“I think the black one with one of the Orlando rainbow pins on the lapel.”
“It’s like wrapping a present that I can’t open until the end of the day.” He straightened my tie. “You look incredible. You are going to woo them all.”
“As long as I woo you, that’s all that matters.”
“You already have my heart. Everything else is icing.”
When I pulled the crisscrosses tight, Angus let out a contented sigh.
I’d become an expert on this process. I stood behind him and kissed up and down his neck.
“You look so fucking sexy.” I sucked behind his ear and watched him shiver.
Tightening it more, I smiled when I finished.
This made him happy, and it made me feel all kinds of things.
We pulled our jackets on and then stood together in front of the mirror.
“You make me look good. Well, that and this really nice tuxedo.”
“They are nice, aren’t they. We make a great-looking couple.” We smiled at each other.
“Yeah, we do. Thank you for all of this.” If he hadn’t brought in those raccoon kits, we wouldn’t be here.
“I mentioned the Sanctuary to my mom. She is the one who ran with it.” He wasn’t wrong. Amelia had done all of this for us, and it was so much more than I could have ever done by myself. The three of us planned brunch on Sunday.
“Okay, Barnaby.” He came over to us, and I put his bow tie on so he would look as good as we did. These were the times when my PTSD would be the worst. Having Angus was probably enough, but the extra support would be nice. Plus, having him with me drew attention to Barnaby and away from me.
Angus kissed my forehead. “Ready?”
“Yeah. Let’s go make a whole lot of money for the Sanctuary.
Then, I will bring you up here and unwrap you.
” It was really nice to know that the animals were all in good hands for the night, and tomorrow we could sleep in.
Assuming I didn’t make an ass out of myself tonight, we should have plenty to celebrate.
I held Angus’s hand in a death grip; we opened the doors to the ballroom where the event was being held. As soon as I stepped in, I stopped moving. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah,” Angus whispered next to me. The room was gorgeous, and there was a sea of people all dressed formally.
Most held glasses of champagne and were speaking quietly in groups.
On the wall was a sign with the new Sanctuary logo, a table set up with items for a silent auction, and waiters were walking around with appetizers and champagne flutes.
There was an arch going into another room, and we went to look inside.
There were hundreds of tables decorated with crystal and china.
The centerpieces were giraffes with plants. It was breathtaking.
“What do you think?” Amelia came up behind us, a smile on her face. Unable to stop myself, I grabbed her and hugged her hard. I knew there were tears on my cheeks, but it didn’t matter because this was the most spectacular thing that had ever been done for me.
“Oh. It’s good then?”
“Thank you so much. So much. You have to come tell Orlando, show him pictures. He is going to be so impressed.”
“I’d love to.” Her smile was so much like her sons. Angus stood there and watched the interaction between the two of us. He looked at us softly, and his eyes were filled with love. I was so lucky to have these two people in my life.
“Twenty-one hundred people showed up tonight. All with deep pockets and the desire to find a good cause. They were all vetted and prefer animal charities.” She said, there was a noticeable twinkle in her eye.
I couldn’t believe that many people would be interested in helping me with the Sanctuary.
Over the loudspeaker, a tone sounded, then someone quietly invited people to find their seats in the dining area.
There was a table at the front near the stage with seats saved for Angus, Amelia, and me.
There were a few people I didn’t recognize who were sitting near Amelia.
With genuine affection, she introduced me around as her friend and founder of Second Chances Sanctuary and Rehabilitation.
There were a few she would whisper that she hoped I would be her son-in-law someday.
Everyone asked about the cause, and I was excited to share my story and my goals for the facility with them.