Embrace the Light (Godstone Saga 5)

Drayce licked his lips and leaned forward to drag his tongue across the head. Above him, Caelan cursed. The chair squeaked and Caelan’s thighs trembled, tightening around him as if trying to trap him.

Oh Cael. There was no way he was going anywhere. At least, not until Caelan was shouting and coming.

He licked him a few times before taking the head into his mouth. Caelan released one of the armrests and threaded his fingers through Drayce’s hair. He twisted and pinpricks of pain spread across his scalp, but he loved it. He steadily worked his way along Caelan’s dick, taking more and more of him with each pass. The blood was rushing to his own cock, and he groaned as Caelan’s dick completely filled his mouth, causing his jaw to ache.

Caelan whimpered and his hips moved, pressing upward just the tiniest bit; then he seemed to catch himself. Drayce made another needy sound and gripped Cael’s hip, pulling him up, urging him to fuck his mouth.

“Yes,” Caelan hissed and started carefully thrusting into Drayce’s mouth. More wonderfully debauched sounds tumbled from his lips, and Drayce was pretty sure he was about to come in his fucking pants. Caelan was losing himself to the pleasure, forgetting about the rest of the world and letting himself enjoy this.

Drayce ran his tongue along Caelan’s length and sucked harder. A sharp cry of surprise left his lover and the fingers in his hair tightened even more.

“Stop! I’m there. I—”

Rather than pulling off and finishing him with his hand, Drayce sucked him harder, speeding up until Caelan was crying out and coming down his throat. His entire body shook and gripped Drayce so very tight while Drayce swallowed him, loving every fucking second.

Heaven. This was heaven.

After licking him clean, Drayce allowed Caelan’s dick to slowly slip from his mouth. He laid his cheek against his lover’s thigh and stared up at him, enjoying the sight of his flushed face and parted lips in the pale light. The fingers still tangled in his hair caressed his scalp and played with his messy strands. When Caelan gathered himself enough to gaze at Drayce, his smile was crooked and he seemed so relaxed.

Caelan lifted up enough to pull the chair out from under his butt and shove it aside. Drayce tried to scramble away, but Caelan held tight to him as he dropped his knees in front of him. Their lips met in a hungry kiss that had Drayce melting into him. Caelan’s tongue ran through every inch of his mouth as if trying to gather up the taste of himself mixed with Drayce.

It was only when a hand started to pull at his pants that Drayce broke off the kiss.

“It’s your turn,” Caelan growled, trying to pull his hand free from where Drayce had captured it.

“Later.”

His old friend jerked back a little, his brow furrowing. “Really?”

Drayce hummed as he kissed the corner of Caelan’s mouth. “Yep. I was thinking that I’d push inside of you after everyone fell asleep.”

“Yes. This plan works too,” Cael easily agreed and Drayce laughed.

But the laugh turned into a groan when he tried to climb to his feet and his knees protested the movement. Caelan rose with him and tucked himself away, fixing his pants while Drayce set the chair on its legs. They both pulled on their shirts, giggling softly like idiots. Drayce flopped into the seat and pulled Caelan onto his lap, squeezing a surprised squawk out of his friend.

Wrapping his arms around Cael, Drayce pressed his face into his neck and reveled in the feel of having him in his arms. This was nice. They had too little of this. Just the two of them, snuggled together, the world spinning without them for a while.

“I love you,” Drayce murmured against his sweaty skin.

“I love you, too,” Caelan replied. Since Caelan first snarled those words at him in the prison, he’d made a point of telling Drayce every day. Sometimes it was as a text when they were separated, but the words were always there, and they still had the power to make Drayce’s heart flip in his chest.

“I’ve been thinking about something, though,” Caelan started slowly.

Why didn’t this sound good?

Drayce nearly sighed out loud, mentally preparing himself to knock some sense into Caelan. He was going to utter something related to protecting him and how it was for the best when it most definitely wasn’t.

He lifted his head, the words balanced on his tongue, when Caelan turned his head to meet his gaze.

“Marry me?”

Drayce choked on the air. He coughed and gasped like a fish out of water. His heart was attempting to explode in his chest and his brain had been reduced to mush because there was no way he’d heard what he thought he’d heard.

Caelan shifted in his lap and leaned Drayce forward so he could pound the flat of his hand on his back. “Drayce? Are you okay?”

“Yeah…I…what?” Drayce choked out between coughs.

“I asked you to marry me,” Caelan repeated, his voice growing more nervous and tentative. Caelan blinked and a tear streaked down his cheek. “I love you. I want us to be together for the rest of our lives. There’s no one else for me. There never will be. I will never love anyone else the way I love you.”