Page 75 of The Defiant Curse

Truth be told, Michael was always one of those lovers who gave one hundred and ten percent in bed. It was why when he lost him, nothing had ever been the same for him.

Ever.

Now that he was back, and his husband, there was nothing he loved more than being naked with him.

He could put himself in his hands.

Absolutely.

Now, he no longer had to think but feel. Even with someone at the castle with them, Graham could put that away for a bit and just experience life.

Oh, and life was so goddamn good now, it almost seemed like a dream.

Heading his way, Graham was pulled into his body, and Michael claimed his mouth in one hell of a steamy kiss.

It.

Was.

Ridiculous.

Yeah, that’s how full of passion it was.

In fact, it was a hot tangle of tongues and sent heat crashing through both of their bodies in anticipation of what was to come.

Them.

Hands wandered, and like always, there was a sexy Marine leading the charge into the pleasure.

Clothes began flying, and it was anything but gentle, and that’s how he liked it.

Full.

On.

Debauchery.

When in a castle with your husband, sully up that guest room. He was, after all, cleaning it tomorrow.

Without warning, Michael broke the kiss.

“I love your mouth and body,” he admitted, suddenly shoving his man backward onto the bed without warning.

He fell.

Oh, and when he did, Michael was on him so damn fast that Graham didn’t even have time to gasp.

Bedding down with this sexy Marine was nothing but amazing, and Graham knew he was lucky.

He’d lived without him, and now, he was living with him. This was a FAR better option.

That was for sure.

Roughly, Michael spread Graham’s legs so he could kneel between them.

Oh, and he loved the view. That was for sure.

Because he was above him, he stared down into the man’s eyes.