Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“I missed you so much,” Matteo mumbled against his lips.
“I missed you too,” Luke replied, refusing to lift his mouth from Matteo.
“I’m so sorry—”
Luke squeezed his lover tighter. “No, I’m the one who’s sorry. You were hurt because of me.”
“No, those were evil assholes, and they totally deserved to die for ever touching you.”
Azroth sighed loudly. “See? This is why I think Matteo is just perfect for you. The right amount of bloodthirsty and protective.”
Luke finally broke off the kiss to chuckle. Okay, so maybe he should settle down since they did have an audience. He would more thoroughly welcome Matteo into his life when they were alone.
“But…the demons? You’re okay with them? You’re not scared?”
“Oh, no! Your roommates are amazing! Who cares if they’re demons? We’ve been hanging out for a couple of hours now, and they’ve been telling me the best stories about how they torment your neighbors. And did you know that your library is alive?”
“The whole house, actually,” Luke murmured, his brain struggling to keep up with this fresh development.
Matteo reached between them and grabbed Luke’s gloved hands in his own, his smile softening. “Look, the idea of demons protecting us and living with you is a lot to take in, but you know what’s scarier? Those assholes who attacked us. What’s scarier than that? Not having you in my life. Besides, how could we not get along when we want the same thing?”
“What’s that?” Luke’s voice wobbled.
“We want you happy and safe.”
He couldn’t take it anymore. Luke threw himself at Matteo again, wrapping him in another tight hug. “Okay,” he mumbled against Matteo’s neck. “Just don’t let me go again.”
Strong arms tightened around him, nearly cracking his ribs. “Never again.”
After a moment, Luke shifted his face to rest his chin on Matteo’s shoulder, allowing him to see the demons gathered on the other side of the kitchen, a variety of grins on their faces. He lifted a hand and gave them a thumbs-up, which resulted in more celebrating.
It was an odd life. One he’d never expected to have. After so many years of scrambling alone, always fighting for a sense of safety and security, he’d found it with a group of crazy demons, a murder of sassy crows, and the sweetest man he’d ever met. This life was perfect, and he didn’t ever want it to change.
“One thing,” Matteo said, turning his head to press a kiss to Luke’s cheek. “We’re gonna have to order out for dinner. Your roommates are horrible cooks. They burn everything to Hell and back.”
Luke snorted. Yeah, he didn’t ever want his life to change.
Epilogue
HAPPILY EVER AFTER
Luke
“Oh God,” Luke moaned. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’ll die. I’ll fucking die.”
His cries echoed off the bathroom tile, soaring above the rush of the water pouring out of the showerhead behind them.
“Don’t worry. I’m so close,” Matteo growled. “Couldn’t stop even if my life depended on it.”
Wet skin slapped as Matteo pounded into Luke’s welcoming body. Luke’s hand shuttled up and down his cock until all his muscles tightened and he shouted his release. Electric bliss blazed through his body, igniting nerve endings and shorting out his brain. Matteo swore and sped up, fucking Luke through his orgasm.
A heartbeat later, Matteo groaned and came deep inside Luke, coating his tight, hot channel, making Luke his once again for the hundredth time. But who was counting?
Matteo collapsed on top of Luke’s wet back, wrapping his arms loosely around him. They both panted as if they’d run a race, and the world spun. There were definite difficulties in having sex in the shower. One of them was the need to remain standing even after his legs had been reduced to cooked spaghetti.
Not that they’d planned on having sex in the shower. Nor was this the first time they’d had sex today. Luke had woken to Matteo’s talented mouth on his cock and had finished in him. They’d drifted off to sleep for a couple of hours and woken up crusty and gross. Showering together was supposed to save water and time.
Instead, soap-slicked hands had glided over wet bodies. Hungry kisses and soft whimpers had led to Matteo pushing Luke against the cool tile wall and fucking him until neither one of them could stand.
But really, was there any better way to begin a lazy Sunday?
Luke turned his head and pressed a gentle kiss to Matteo’s chin, causing his lover to hum.
“Love you,” Matteo murmured, his words slurred in his relaxed state.
“Love you too, honey.”
Matteo’s hand drifted down to caress one ass cheek. “Feeling relaxed?”
This time, Luke was the one to hum happily. “So relaxed. I so love Sunday mornings with you.”
“Only because we’re so bad about getting out of bed.”
He made a grumbling noise. “We spend so much time out of bed during the week. We need one day where we don’t have to get up. Except we had plans for today,” Luke reminded him.