Black and Brown: Raven Assassins (Ravens #1)

Chapter Forty-five

Grace

Now that Grace had tasted Mirage, he was starved for more of him every minute of every hour.

He needed more time to solidify their bond that didn’t take place on the battlefield.

Grace knew that position, had mastered it, and wasn’t afraid of it.

It was this he was terrified of losing.

Mirage was against his back, his heart beating calmly, his touch confident and reassuring.

Grace groaned with unsated need.

He reached around his back, gripped Mirage’s lean hip, and pulled him closer.

Mirage was a couple of inches shorter, so his cock was against the lower part of his ass. The harder his cock became, the more it nudged his balls.

Grace’s fatigued muscles tightened and coiled from the stimulation.

Mirage grabbed his bottle of bodywash and squeezed some onto his palm.

Grace’s pulse pounded to the rhythm of an erotic soundtrack, every cell vibrating with energy and anticipation.

He kept his arms up and widened his stance while Mirage washed his body.

With each tender stroke across his chest, Mirage released the emotional weight bearing down on him.

He stared at the water circling the drain, watching his stress rinse away.

Mirage had him wrapped in his arms, clutching him tight against his front. He flexed his hips every few strokes as Mirage worked his magic lower and lower until his lubricated hands were gripping his shaft.

The juxtaposition of Mirage’s slippery, roughened hand pumping his hard dick made him shiver despite how hot the water was.

He dug his blunt fingertips into the tiles, his orgasm cresting so fast he thought he’d climb the goddamn wall.

Grace didn’t care how wrecked he already looked. The steam was thick enough to hide him.

He pushed his ass back against Mirage’s pelvis, silently begging for more, for him to thrust harder…deeper.

Mirage moaned, his breaths coming in short bursts against the back of his neck.

“Not right now, Grace. I won’t go inside you while your mind is shifting toward battle. I want you calm when I make you fall all the way in love with me.”

Grace came so hard at the thought of Mirage’s cock sliding inside him he almost dropped to his knees.

Mirage pressed his palm into the center of Grace’s back and forced his chest against the warm tiles.

Grace rolled his eyes behind his closed lids when Mirage began jerking himself, making the head of his cock nudge under his balls with each tug.

Mirage’s strength and the control he had over Grace’s body while he took his pleasure made Grace’s damaged heart and soul his to own.