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“I put some in the nightstand drawer. Lube we won’t need.” He slid his fingers along the crease of Sebastian’s ass, the wetness there easing the way immediately.

“I’ve been wet since we walked into your room.”

“You’re perfect.” He rubbed and pressed and finally slid a finger into Sebastian, getting him good and open. “Can you reach the drawer?”

“Mmm.” Sebastian sat up a little, gasping when that pushed his fingers deeper. “I think so.” He pulled out a condom and held it up. “Ta-da.”

“Oh, very nice. Put it on me, baby.”

Sebastian tore it open to put on him, and he moaned at the feeling of Bastian’s hands smoothing down over him.

They stared at each other, and Colton lay back against the pillows. “Come on and ride me, baby. You take it exactly as far and as fast and as deep as you want to go.”

Sebastian laughed lightly. “Are you going to keep your hands behind your head?”

“Kinky,” he teased, but then he sobered. “Do you want me to? I will.”

“To begin with? Yes.” Sebastian climbed up to straddle him. “I love that idea.”

“You are evil.” But he got it. Sebastian wanted to trust him. Wanted to trust his word. And this was something he could do to make sure it happened.

So Colton put his hands behind his head, clenching them together.

Bastian watched him carefully, then gripped his cock and rose up to put it at that wet entrance. They slid together as if they were made for each other, and he grunted, gritting his teeth to keep from blowing it far too soon.

Which he totally would if he even breathed too hard.

“Oh, God, you feel so good.”

“Uh-huh.” Uhn. He could hardly get words to form.

“I’d missed this, so much,” Sebastian told him.

His eyes crossed, and he let himself groan, let the world spin around him. Sebastian felt like heaven. And he didn’t want to miss a moment of it.

Sebastian rode him, moving nice and easy. It was like he was drowning under pleasure, and he had to squeeze his fingers together to prevent himself from reaching for his omega.

No. Bastian had asked for one thing, and he was going to give it.

“You should see your face, love,” Sebastian teased him. “You look like you’re in agony.”

“I want to touch you, but I’m listening to you. But I want to wrap my hands around you and fuck you hard.” The truth was the most important part, right?

“I want you to touch me. But I want to set the pace. Just a for a little bit more.” Those eyes just twinkled down at him.

“Then I keep my hands to myself just a wee bit longer.” He was going to lose it when he could finally put his hands on Sebastian. So he had to wait.

“I’m not teasing you. I know you’re feeling good too. I know it.” Bastian squeezed tight around him, gripping him.

“Oh, baby. I am so good I might just explode from it. I love this.” He pushed up with his hips, and Bastian gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head.

That gave him impetus to repeat the action, driving up, his body demanding more, higher, harder.

Bastian whimpered, leaning forward, his fingers curling as they landed on his chest. “Damn, I want you.”

He grinned. “You just let me know when I can touch your cock, baby.”

“N-now. Now is good.”

“Mmm. Yay.” He let go of his head with one hand and reached down to stroke his lover. Bastian was hard and needing him, and he felt the grip around his cock tighten in time.

“Please.” Sebastian looked at him, eyes dark with need.

“I have you, love. Just ride as fast as you want. I’m with you.”

“With me.” Bastian grunted for him, and he began to bounce faster, taking him with a furious pace.

“That’s it.” Caught, he stroked, watching Bastian’s flushed face, and his knot engaged, almost shocking him with the suddenness of it.

“Colton!” Bastian groaned, his omega shaking around him, shuddering hard.

“So tight. God, baby. I love this. Love how you feel.” And the thought of a pregnant Sebastian, though of course it wouldn’t happen this time, made him shake.

“Mmhmm…needed this. Ached for this for years.”

He knew that, and it hurt his soul, but he was here now. He wouldn’t apologize again. At least not now, while they were making love. No, he was just going to give Sebastian as much pleasure as he could.

He wanted to make Bastian fly.

Bastian moaned, and Colton pressed his thumb into Bastian’s slit, pushing him to come, wanting to see his beautiful face when he did.

It didn’t take much—two hard strokes and Bastian was shooting for him. He got what he wanted, and he held on until Bastian stopped shaking, and then he came hard, wishing he was filling more than the condom as his knot wedged tight.

When his omega was ready, he told himself. Not a second before.

“I can hear you thinking,” Sebastian said, head on his shoulder, when their breathing had stopped coming in gasps.

“I was just thinking how much I love you,” Colton murmured. “I never stopped.”

“I—Please, don’t say it if you don’t mean it. Please.”

He tilted Sebastian’s chin up, their gazes clashing. “I’ve never lied to you, Sebastian. And I don’t intend to start now.”

Those pretty eyes filled with tears. “I’m so scared.”

“Hey. Hey, no. If it’s me, we’ll take it at your pace, and I’ll prove it to you. If it’s the house…”

“Is that why you haven’t done your overnight at the house. Because you’re taking it slow to be with me?”

“Guilty.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Bastian met his eyes, held his gaze. “I’d let you stay for a while…”

“Yeah?” He tried not to let that run away with him. “I’ll call Gent and clear my schedule for a bit. I hadn’t let him put anything too close to this anyway. I wasn’t sure how I’d be doing after this trip.”

“Getting to know your daughter. Getting to know me.” Bastian licked his lips. “Maybe…getting to know Hot Springs Junction?”

“I would love that.” Colton pulled Bastian up for a kiss. “Especially you and Abby. But I’m happy to let the town know I’m not always an asshole. Sometimes, sure, but not all the time.”

“Not all the time. Do you think the ghosts will understand?”

“I hope so.” He sighed. “First we have to figure out why they’re so agitated.”

“So, let’s stop stalling.”

Colton had to laugh. “Okay, baby. I told you. You get to drive. We’ll set up the overnight.”

“Not tonight. Tonight, I want this.” Bastian gave him a sweet little grin. “Tonight, I want you.”

“That’s good, Sebastian. You have all of that you want. I promise.”

And dessert. They might have to order dessert.