Page 57 of Sweet Surrender
Saint carefully didn’t look behind him. His mother grabbed the rosary hanging from her neck and began to murmur a prayer, taking several shaky steps back, her hand shaking violently.
When she looked at him again, her eyes told him he was going to regret this. Her gaze went back to Knight, and she didn’t look away until she was outside the gates.
Then she turned and ran.
Saint sagged like his strings had been cut. Knight waved a hand and the gate slid closed, the padlock floating over and locking itself.
Saint spun around. He didn’t know if he was angry or grateful. “Knight.”
“I know.” He pulled Saint into his arms. Saint couldn’t resist. “I couldn’t let her keep talking to you like that. And Iwantedher to be afraid. Let her go back and tell them you’re in leagues with a demon. That ought to show them.”
Saint’s laugh was startled out of him. “Don’t make me laugh! I’m pissed at you.”
“Are you, really?” Knight teased, leaning down to kiss his forehead.
“I am. But Iamgrateful.” He closed his eyes. “Maybe it’s evil of me, but a part of me wanted her to be afraid, too.”
“Guess we’ll both be evil together.”
Saint laughed again. His smile disappeared. He bit his lower lip.
What’s wrong, little bunny?
Nothing. I’d just ... forgotten.
Forgotten what?
He huffed out a slightly bitter sound.How terrible she could make me feel.
Knight’s hands cupped his hips, slid sensually up his sides.Do you want me to make you feel good?
Saint trembled.Yes.Please.
Knight cupped his chin in his right hand, tilted his face up and kissed him. Saint sank into the kiss desperately.
He pulled away after a moment, whispering breathlessly, “We can’t do this outside—”
I know. I made us invisible. But let’s go in.
Knight kissed him again, then pulled him back into the house, making sure to lock the gate and front door behind him. Hepushed Saint against the door, kissing him hard and deep, plundering his mouth until Saint’s knees threatened to give out.
He pulled back from the kiss and Knight immediately began trailing kisses down his throat. Glancing in the direction of Knight the Dog’s bed showed him the dog completely passed out. He frowned.
“Knight. Did you knock our dog unconscious?”
Knight didn’t pause in his ministrations, sucking the sensitive point that joined Saint’s throat and shoulder, making him shiver. “Maybe?”
“Oh my God, Knight.”
“He was getting too agitated, and I didn’t want him to do something to the place while I came out to scare your mother.”
Saint laughed again. “Oh my God,Knight.”
Knight was grinning when he joined their lips again, kissing Saint until he was breathless. He slid his hands down Saint’s back, cupping the globes of his ass then squeezing.
“I want to eat you out again,” he whispered huskily.
Saint’s dick throbbed. He rocked his hips, grinding against Knight’s thigh for some relief. “Fuck. Yeah. Okay. But first ...”
