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A few hours later, Richard finally had Lucas alone in their suite. He shut the door behind them and hustled to his closet. Richard tossed his boots in and winced at the bags piled in there. As they’d celebrated his engagement, Maribeth had snuck out and dragged everything upstairs. At least Richard’s father wouldn’t complain until morning.

Needing to distance himself from the mess, Richard closed the closet door and faced Lucas.

“Did you want to take a bath to relax?” Lucas asked, sliding out of his suit jacket.

“That sounds like a fantastic idea. Mari must’ve dragged me to every Marwood property today. My credit card is probably sobbing.”

“Go ahead, I’ll get changed and we can cuddle as soon as you’re freshly scrubbed.”

Richard was tempted to roll his eyes, but he was in too good of a mood to be sassy. “Lucas, the only way I’m crawling into a bathtub is if you’re getting in there with me.”

The inspirit’s gaze lit up. “I’d love to. Do you have any bubble bath?”

Amused, Richard went into the adjoining bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub to adjust the temperature as the water spilled out. “Of course I do.”

“With a fruity scent.”

“Can you imagine me smelling any differently?”

“Nope. Don’t want to either.”

Adoring him, Richard plucked his favored bubble bath from its spot in the linen closet and emptied a healthy portion into the tub. It was far more than he normally used, but he didn’t want to disappoint Lucas with a lackluster amount of froth. Once he was finished, Richard set the bottle on the edge of the tub and watched with avid interest as Lucas stripped.

The inspirit had a long lanky body, and the muscles of his chest and stomach flexed as he peeled off his shirt. Richard’s heart thudded as the desire built inside him. His cock plumped in the tight confines of his thong. Richard didn’t care for the restricted feeling but was too enraptured by the way Lucas was loosening his belt to do anything about it.

“Are you taking a bath in your clothes?” Lucas asked.

“Nope, but I’m busy watching you undress right now.”

“You like what you see?”

Richard licked his lips as his gaze landed on the half-hard dick straining against the plaid of Lucas’s boxers. “Absolutely.”

“Do you have plans for me after the bath, Dragonfly?”

A myriad of ideas rushed into Richard’s mind, but there was no question what he wanted most. The past had no power in his relationship with Lucas. Richard loved it whenever Lucas toyed with his hole. Nothing increased his pleasure like having Lucas’s mouth or fingers in and around his pucker.

The sexy fantasies he’d eschewed following a harrowing experience with a careless stranger had returned. But Richard didn’t have to worry about a repeat of that night. Lucas was far too conscientious about ensuring they both enjoyed their lovemaking for it to be anything but wonderful.

“Yes, I do. I want you to fuck me.”

Lucas was halfway through pushing his underwear down his legs, and he froze at Richard’s words.

“Are you sure?”

“I want your cock inside me when I come.”

“If you keep talking like that, I’ll come before my cock is anywhere near you,” Lucas complained. The inspirit stepped out of his boxers, and Richard nearly fanned himself as he caught sight of the reddened dick rising from its nest of black curls. Lucas’s length was so rigid, it was nearly touching the firm muscles of his belly.

Richard pulled off his socks and reminded himself that he couldn’t play with Lucas until he finished the annoying task of getting naked.

“Can you grab the lube from the shower?”

“Happy to,” Lucas said, rushing into the shower enclosure to get the waterproof lube they used with regularity. The tub was full enough, so Richard turned off the taps.

His limbs were heavy and lacking coordination, but Richard peeled off his shirt, then stood and dropped his pants to the tiled floor. Lucas set the lube on the edge of the tub, and his warm hands settled on Richard’s bare ass cheeks. Their mouths met, and Richard clung to Lucas’s biceps as they hungrily devoured each other.

“Do you mind if I help you get rid of this thong?” Lucas whispered.

Richard shook his head. “Go ahead.”

With arms caressing Lucas’s arms and shoulders, Richard shivered as Lucas dragged the lacey thong out of the way. His muscles jumped as Lucas kissed his stomach. Lucas stepped away and climbed into the tub. He held out a hand for Richard once he was seated.

Eager to join him, Richard stepped into the tub, straddled his soulmate, and settled himself on Lucas’s lap. The water sloshed, but Richard ignored it as he looped his arms around Lucas’s neck and brought their lips together again. He met each thrust of Lucas’s tongue with equal passion.

A click reached his ears. He opened his eyes. Richard nibbled Lucas’s jaw as the inspirit covered his fingers in slick. Arching his back, Richard pushed his ass out to ensure Lucas had easy access to his pucker. Lucas slid two wet digits inside him. He played with the edges of Lucas’s dampened hair as the first lovely wave of sensation rolled through him.

Lucas hadn’t hesitated, nor did Richard want him to. Bouncing as much as he was able, Richard wanted to aid Lucas in stretching him however he could. Plus, he was greedy for every little zing of pleasure through his nerve endings. Lucas caressed Richard’s prostate, and he bit down on the inspirit’s bottom lip.

His cock throbbed. His balls would’ve easily emptied—and Richard loved to climax—but that wasn’t happening until he had Lucas’s cock plunging into his hole. Richard smoothed his palms across Lucas’s shoulders and wished he’d thought about how the fruity bubbles would mask the inspirit’s intoxicating musky scent.

“We should get out of the tub,” Lucas said, his voice strained.

“What? Didn’t we just get in here?”

“Yes. No. Maybe. I don’t fucking know. But I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t know how well this waterproof shit works in a full-ass tub of water.”

Since Richard refused to miss out on having sex and he knew from the hard cock bumping into his that Lucas was on edge, he didn’t argue. He nodded vigorously and gave Lucas a chance to pull his hand away before he rose. The water climbed dangerously close to the edge as Lucas stood up a second later.

“Fuck, who cares if we flood the room,” Richard muttered as he ran into their bedroom.

“ Shit ,” Lucas growled.

“What’s wrong?” Richard asked as he made it to the bed and flung throw pillows out of the way.

“Nearly fell and busted my ass.”

“Be careful,” Richard insisted, whipping the covers out of the way and crawling onto the mattress.

Richard squeaked as Lucas grasped the necromancer’s hips in a firm hold. Lucas’s tongue hit Richard’s hole, and he moaned loudly. Fisting the sheets, Richard pressed his forehead against the cool fabric and pushed his knees as far apart as he could manage. Richard swore his cock throbbed in time with each of Lucas’s licks, and he loved it.

Richard released a growl of outrage when Lucas stopped.

“It’s okay, Dragonfly,” Lucas said, petting Richard’s thigh. “We need lube.”

Reassured that he’d be swamped with pleasure again soon, Richard relaxed and was rewarded with three cold fingers pushing him. As overheated as his body was, Richard didn’t mind that Lucas hadn’t waited to warm the slick. The change in temperature added to the layers of sensation.

So did Lucas’s gentle caress of his prostate. Lucas didn’t touch that bundle of nerves with each pump of his hand. Richard was forever grateful to the man for his compassion. If Lucas were a fraction more aggressive, Richard would lose his sanity and blow his load.

Lucas stretched him far longer than necessary, and Richard nearly lodged a formal complaint as the inspirit switched to four digits. But he understood that it was in Lucas’s nature to be thorough. The inspirit wouldn’t fuck him until he was satisfied he’d taken every measure to ensure that Richard was prepared for his invasion.

Which was lovely. But also annoying because Richard was ready .

“Oh, thank destiny and whatever else is at play in the universe,” Richard mumbled into the bedding as Lucas finally stopped tormenting him.

“What was that?”

“Never mind. Can you please, please fuck me now?”

“Like this, or…?”

Without giving himself any chance to think or consider every available option, Richard rolled over and nearly nailed Lucas in the groin with his hasty movements.

“Sorry,” Richard said, tenderly caressing his jaw as he brought their lips together.

“It’s okay, I’m fine, Dragonfly. I know we both want to come, but we’re going to at least start slow, okay?”

Richard looked into Lucas’s eyes. The gray was nearly lost in the low light of the chandelier above them and the desire dilating his pupils. But the sincerity, caring, and gentleness were such innate parts of Lucas that they couldn’t be missed despite the passion nearly overwhelming them.

“I know. I’m yours, Lucas, love me how you want.”

“How we both want.”

Richard winked. “Exactly.”

Instead of immediately moving to join them, Lucas kissed Richard. It was soft and lovely. Richard doubted he’d ever felt so cherished. He certainly hadn’t before Lucas walked into his life.

“I love you,” Richard whispered as he bussed that little dimple in Lucas’s cheek.

“I love you too.”

Lucas smiled as he grabbed the lube and liberally applied it to Richard’s center. Little bursts of pleasure delighted Richard. But not nearly as much as watching Lucas coat his own cock in slick. The ruddy skin glistened, and if Richard weren’t so determined to be united with Lucas, he would’ve grabbed Lucas’s length and jacked him with gusto.

That vision was promptly forgotten as Lucas whispered instructions. Richard lifted his ass higher and closed his eyes to absorb everything as the head of Lucas’s dick pressed against his hole. Once, he’d been told that no pain existed between soulmates. That was another thing Richard had consigned to the category of rubbish until Lucas pushed inside.

There was no pinch or ache as Richard was stretched wide. Lucas passed the first barrier of Richard’s body, and he delighted in the thick heat of his lover. Moaning, Richard loved the growing fullness of his channel. His cock leaked onto his belly as a beloved image formed in his mind.

Bright white dominated first but was soon joined by a cloud of black. The colors shifted closer together and twisted. Lucas wrapped his arms around Richard, and they lay there as the necromancer adjusted to the fullness. It was Richard who moved first.

The rapid thrusting of his hips was pure desperation. Their two souls hadn’t stopped swirling tightly together. Richard called out Lucas’s name as the inspirit sank in and out of him. The glow in his mind intensified, and his climax consumed him.

Richard grabbed chunks of Lucas’s hair as he came. Black and white fused fully, and tears slid from the corner of Richard’s eyes. He was still tensed as Lucas’s hot seed splashed into his channel. Two soulmates were one in every way possible.

As his mind slowly cleared, Richard yearned for the gorgeous image to return. He pressed kisses to Lucas’s face and forced his fingers to relax so he wasn’t yanking on his hair. They held each other as they caught their breath. Stayed there as the air grew cooler. And as the sweat and water from the tub dried.

“That was more spectacular than I could’ve imagined,” Lucas murmured next to Richard’s ear.

Delighted and feeling sassy, Richard grinned. “Your quick orgasm or the souls thing?”

Lucas raised his head, and they grinned at each other. “Why can’t it be both?”

“You always know exactly what to say to make me happy.”

“I want to continue to do that forever. Not that I can comprehend forever yet, but you know what I mean.”

“I certainly do,” Richard said, running his hands through Lucas’s waves again to try to tame them. “Tonight was very special, thank you. It’s so fitting that our souls would combine on the same night you gave me a gorgeous ring and asked me to be your husband.”

“Destiny. It kinda works.”

“Oh, destiny definitely works,” Richard assured his soulmate as he held him close and vowed to cherish him for eternity.