Page 71 of Alaska Lights

This feels more intimate than what we did earlier for some reason. The level of trust this takes has never existed for me.

The pad of his finger is soft and as gentle as a feather gliding down to the sharp point that will eventually pierce his throat to leave my claim.

“Wow,” he awes, continuing the motion.

I moan, blood rushing to my cock, my gaze shifts to the shade of melted rubies. My body quakes, and my knees buckle. Leo is there, catching me by the waist.

A cocky little smirk crooks his mouth, making me wish he would show the gap between his two front teeth. I’m enamored by it. It might be my favorite physical feature about him other than his eyes.

Those light greens are forests daring to be explored, and I plan to dive in deep to learn everything there is that hides behind those gorgeous mossy fields.

“Did that feel good, Sunshine?” He tucks my hair behind my ear, looking at me like I’ve hung every single star in his sky.

There can’t be a better feeling than this. I never want him to look at me in any other way. It’s as if he has discovered a new world that he can’t wait to explore.

I’m his new world.

As he is mine.

And he is the universe I exist for.

Yeah, he can look at me just like this anytime he wants because I’ve never felt more seen than I do when his eyes are on me.

“Everything you do feels good, Helios.” I’m already fucking dying to lie him down.

“Why do you call me that?” Leo takes a step back from me; his bulge tenting my sweatpants makes it very difficult to concentrate.

Very. Fucking. Difficult. Especially when I could fall to my knees, lift the shirt up, and tug the waistband down just enough to free his cock, and suck him down my throat.

I don’t know if I’d be any good at it. I’ll probably be pretty bad, but I’ll be enthusiastic and willing to learn.

So willing.

Fuck, what did he ask?

“What?” I shake my head to clear it of all the nasty, filthy thoughts I’m having. He isn’t making it easy. Not dressed like that.

Soren knew I wouldn’t be able to think straight with Leo in my clothes.

Leo pets Mustache Man’s neck, and I swallow a growl. I refuse to be jealous over my horse getting pet and not me.

My sly mate grins. “Why do you call me by Helios? Why not Leo like everyone else?”

“I’m not everyone else.” I crowd behind him, his body radiating heat. I set my hand on top of his, helping him pet Mustache Man. “And why would I want to call you what everyone else does? When you’re more important to me than you will ever be to them?”

He spins around, having to tilt his head up. “Is that so?” He uses my own words against me.

“That’s so.”

The sun finally hides below the horizon, the night sky filling with constellations. It’s the perfect night to see the lights.

“Ready?” I clear my throat and step to the side to help him onto the saddle.

A little space is good right now, or I’m afraid I’ll lose control and fuck him right in the middle of this pasture for any and all to see and hear.

“Uh, I’m not dressed for a horseback ride.” He motions an arm down his body. “I dressed to impress.”

“You definitely impressed.” The words dip themselves in the vampire’s grim nature. “You’ll have to sit sideways.”