Page 134 of Alastair

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Water cascaded from the rock wall, crashing over me and Alastair as we kissed beneath it. His naked torso pressed to mine, and beneath the water, he grabbed hold of my hardened shaft. I groaned against his lips before nipping at them.

He smiled.

The lagoon gave us privacy. Almost as though we were the only two beings in the world. In the days since the meeting in the study, we had spent our time at the bungalow—kissing, reveling in the feel and taste of each other, and soaking up as much sun as possible.

Existing in our own little slice of paradise.

“You just had me, yet you’re ready to go again?” Alastair asked between soft presses of his mouth. He stroked me from root to tip, and my cock swelled even more.

“I can never get enough of you.” I moved my hands down his slick sides, stopping at his hips. “Never.”

“Greed is a sin, you know.” He flashed me a lopsided grin that had my heart thumping harder. “So is gluttony.” A kiss to the edge of my lips. “And lust.” One to my jaw. He stroked me again. “But they say pride is the worst of all, capable of making even angels fall.”

“Is that what troubles you?” I grazed my fingertips along the dip of his hip bone. “Me falling?”

“Without me and my brothers, your celestial family is all you have. Michael. Oliver. Dargan.” Alastair’s breath shook. “I just want to make sure you’ll be okay after…”

He didn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t need to.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” I told him, resting my hand on his neck. His skin was so soft beneath my palm and pale despite the days in the sun. “Our bond is too strong. You’ll find your way back to me. I know you will.”

“Are you trying to convince me of that or yourself?” His blue eyes searched my face.

“Both.”

“Let’s not talk about it right now.” He glided his nose up my throat before biting at my jaw. His hand continued along my shaft, and he palmed my tip. “The battle is tomorrow’s worry. Today? I want to make you soar.”

“I have wings for that.”

He smiled again before sinking below the surface of the water and replacing his hand with his lips. I shuddered as he ran his tongue along my cock slit. Teasing me. And then, he took me past his lips.

A surprised grunt tore from me at the cushioned heat of his mouth. He took me to the back of his throat until his nose pressed against my base. I reached down and tugged my fingers through his pale blond hair, groaning and tipping my head back.

“I feel you trembling already.”

“Because you’re much too good at this,”I responded using our mind link.

“I want you to grab my head and fuck my throat.”

“Alastair!”

He chuckled, causing vibrations along my shaft that had me pushing my hips forward involuntarily. I needed more. So, so much more. And he gave it to me. He came up for a quick breath of air before diving back down and showing me no mercy.

I didn’t last long. My thighs quaked from the force of my release, and my fingers tightened in his hair. He swallowed every drop I had to give before surfacing with a pleased gleam in his eyes.

“You did so good,” I panted, pulling him to my chest. “My perfect boy.”

A low whine left him as he nestled in closer. “Pride likes when you say that. I do too.”

“I know.” I cupped the back of his head. “You’re so precious to me, Alastair. More precious than everything in all the realms.”

“That’s the orgasm talking.”

“No. It’s not.” My throat constricted as I buried my face in his hair. “I… I love you.”

He froze. Seconds passed without him saying anything.