Page 123 of Broken Obsession

“My family would never have approved of any of this,” Eden said.

“Yours is the only approval I need,” Ares stated.

“We’re combining bedrooms tonight,” Eden decided. “I was always confused why we had separate ones in the first place.”

He nibbled on Eden’s right earlobe. “I wanted you to miss me.”

Of course that was why.

“Manipulative prick.” Eden pressed his heels against Ares’ ass and urged him to pick up the tempo.

But then Ares multi-slate dinged, and the Black Hart slowed and swore.

“What?” Eden frowned.

“Nothing, the delivery just came a day early.”

“What delivery?”

“Your new hoverbike.”

“My what?”

“I told you I’d buy you one, remember?”

Was he talking about that passing comment he’d made forever ago at the boathouse?

“Anyway,” Ares started pounding him roughly, “come quick so we can go sign for it.”

Eden whimpered. “You promised me more than one.”

“I can buy you as many hoverbikes as you want.”

“No, not that. Orgasms.” He pouted, but when Ares bent and sucked on his left nipple, his body betrayed him and convulsed.

“There you go,” Ares praised as his inner muscles clenched around him. “Such a good boy. Coming on command like that.” He fucked in a few more times and then found his own release, cock pulsating deep inside of Eden’s hole, emptying into him an impossibly large load.

As soon as he felt the Black Hart finish, Eden groaned. “That’s going to leak everywhere.”

“Want me to eat you out before we go?”

“No.” He reached up and pulled the blindfold off, blinking against the sudden light as he lay there and tried to catch his breath. “But we’re not finished. As soon as the bike is signed for, you’re taking me back to bed.”

“Deal.”

“What the…?” Eden frowned as his vision finally focused and he got a clear look at the ceiling. “Holy shit.”

The mural of an inky night sky had been painted above them, a swirl of random stars surrounding a creature taking up the center. A feline with webbed wings, long antlers, and ruby red eyes that seemed to glitter.

“A black sylar.” Ares hummed. “Cool.”

“Forget the bike.” Eden scrambled to pull Ares back on top of him. “Fuck me again right here. Right now.”

“Paradise.”

“Lucifer,” he leaned up and brushed his lips against his, “please?”

Ares pretended to consider it, even as he shifted into position over him. “What do I get in exchange?”