"Don't worry, Baby." Darian trailed a pattern of rough kisses over the side of Mikko's face and neck as his hand moved from Mikko's hip to the opening of his jeans. "I'll get you there. Don't I always?"
Mikko sighed, hips jerking into the touch of skin on aching, ready cock and he nodded, head bumping against stone. "Do it...need...to..."
This is from my latest WIP, the next Ageless book, used to be titled Severed, but since I'm carrying on through to the end, I think I'll call it Connections. Or something. Anyone who has read the other books might spot the inconsistency here...What can I say? I'm a rule-breaker.
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Until next week :)