ForsakingEternity (14 page)

“Do you accept me into your household, Adam?”

Not his house, not even his home, but his household. Adam’s soul
trembled as he realized what Ren was truly asking.

Do you take me for your own, for now and forever? To have
and to hold from this day forward?

“I do.”

Ren smiled then, his beautiful face suffused with pure joy.
He glowed with it. Literally. His happiness cast odd golden shadows around the
entryway, drowning out the paltry light of the entry lamp.

He kissed the finger that touched the scroll house and
stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. Crossing the room in two steps,
he wrapped his arms around Adam and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. The
traditional kiss of peace. Adam’s eyes burned with emotion as he returned it.

The air rippled in a shimmer of something that wasn’t quite
there. It fell over them like a veil of gossamer and Adam’s heart hitched.

“We have His blessings in full measure. What He has brought
together shall never be broken.” Ren’s evocation was solemn but his face was
lit with joy.

“I don’t know how this is going to work, me with an angel.”

“I don’t know how being with a human will work, either. I
know I don’t want to be anywhere else on Earth or in Heaven though.” Ren
brushed another kiss over his lips and rested his forehead against Adam’s.

“I know how one part of it will work,” Adam murmured,
pushing Ren’s coat from his shoulders.

Ren’s breath caught for a heartbeat, then released with a
whoosh.

Adam couldn’t keep the predatory smile from his face. This
was how he liked his angel, off-balance and a little uncertain.

He reached up to spear his fingers through golden hair
before covering Ren’s mouth with his own. The kiss was devouring, consuming. It
staked his claim on this man, no, this angel, branding them both.

With a small moan of surrender, Ren gave himself over to the
kiss and to Adam. His hands crept up, gliding over the hard planes of his
lover’s chest to fist in the crisp cotton of his shirt.

He clung, needing the support to stay upright, unable to
trust his own legs to hold him. The kiss seared over every nerve ending,
transforming his body into a blaze of sensation and need.

The light scrape of his shirt being pulled from his
shoulders sent a quiver over his skin. Adam steered him, guiding him across the
floor in an uncoordinated stumble, pushing him steadily backward and driving
him down the hall, kissing him and stroking the bare skin of his back the
entire way. They reached the bedroom and didn’t stop until the edge of the
mattress hit the back of Ren’s knees.

Adam pulled away long enough to tug the covers down. Then
his mesmerizing mouth was on Ren again, blazing a trail of kisses over his
shoulder and down his chest. A tug on his belt and another at his fly, and
Ren’s dress pants were sliding down his legs.

“Your shoes are in the way.”

Ren willed both their shoes gone.

Adam stumbled then snapped upright, a shocked expression on
his face. “Where did my shoes go?”

“In the closet.” Ren leaned in for another kiss but Adam
backed away just enough to stay out of range.

“You can make clothes just…”

“Mm. Shall I make the rest of them go too?” Unable to reach
Adam’s mouth, Ren contented himself with placing licking kisses over Adam’s
shoulder and any other part he could reach.

“Another time. I’ve spent too many nights dreaming of
stripping you.”

Adam’s fingers slipped under the band of Ren’s underwear to
push them steadily down. The friction of fabric on skin, the sweet pressure and
release of the cotton on his cock, made Ren’s gut tighten. Oh yes, there were
definite advantages to disrobing in this manner.

Adam pushed the boxer briefs down as far as he could reach
before his hands coasted upward once more to stroke over Ren’s balls. Ren
rocked his hips forward with a helpless groan.

“Ah, Adam, give me more. It’s been too long.”

Adam cupped him and Ren’s jaw clenched.

“Sit,” Adam commanded, his voice rough, and Ren let his weak
knees give way. Kneeling at his feet, Adam pulled the last of Ren’s clothing
away before rising to kiss him once more.

He didn’t seem to be paying much attention to his own
clothing, so Ren willed it off, leaving Adam as naked as he.

“Get in the middle of the bed.”

Ren moved to follow Adam’s direction but he was stopped by a
hand on his shoulder. “Wait, can you…”

Ren tipped his head as Adam struggled with the request.
“Anything you want that is within my power, Adam. I’ll give you anything. Just
ask.”

“Wings.” Adam flushed scarlet. “I want to see your wings. I
want to touch them.”

Ren smiled and let his wings appear. Adam’s face went flat
with amazement and one hand reached tentatively toward Ren’s plumage only to
stop short inches away.

“It’s all right. You can touch.” Ren slipped his fingers
around Adam’s wrist and urged his hand closer. “They can be sensitive. Touch me
and I’ll teach you how I like my feathers stroked.”

Adam’s pupils dilated even more. “They are an erogenous
zone?”

“They can be.”

It was all the urging his lover needed. His fingertips eased
into the soft feathers at the crest of the wing, ruffling them with gentle
strokes. Ren’s skin heated in response and he couldn’t stop every feather from
standing on end. His cock twitched and a soft noise escaped him.

Adam dragged one fingertip over the lone black feather and
his eyes filled with an odd emotion.

“Does it bother you?” Ren asked cautiously.

Adam stilled for a heartbeat before giving his head a slow
shake.

“No. He’ll always be part of you, and I respect that.
Besides, he brought you to me,” he said with a grin.

Ren gave a shaky sigh of relief and Adam leaned in to place
a series of nibbling kisses over his jaw. “Now lie down. Middle of the bed.”

Ren kicked the covers to the foot of the bed and moved into
position. His head had barely hit the pillows before Adam was over him, holding
himself up with a hand on either side of Ren’s head. His mouth was on Ren’s,
his tongue pushing over Ren’s lips in a slick slide of molten heat and the
unique flavor of Adam.

Ren let his wings fall lax to his sides, their tips drooping
to the floor on either side of him and brought his hands up to cup Adam’s hips.
Their cocks pressed together and their legs intertwined as the kiss went on and
on, going from rough to gentle then rough again.

Adam tore his mouth away and kissed his way down Ren’s neck,
setting paths of fire ablaze along Ren’s skin. He paused at the collarbone to
let his teeth graze, then again along an edge of muscle, this time letting his
teeth press into the flesh more, leaving a visible mark behind.

Adam shifted his body down Ren’s, settling between. Skin
brushed over skin with a friction that had Ren arching into him for more. He
needed more of this man’s flesh on his. More of the fire that leapt between
them.

Adam’s tongue laved over a nipple and electricity arced
through Ren like a bolt of power shot straight from the Heavens. He gasped,
arching his back and curling his fingers into Adam’s shoulders. Bringing his
wings up, he wrapped himself around Adam as fully as he could, keeping their
bodies locked tight even as the pleasure swept him away.

“Like that?”

Ren couldn’t answer, his voice frozen in his throat. He
clutched at Adam, waiting for him to do it again. Another flick of that sweet
tongue and the scream building in Ren’s throat ripped loose with a hoarse
shout. Adam shifted, to give his other nipple a hard suck while letting his
fingers pluck at the damp one he’d abandoned.

Ren’s jaw clenched and his fingers fisted in the bedding
under him. Digging his heels into the mattress he thrust up, driving his cock
against Adam’s stomach.

“Hold on, Ren. We haven’t gotten to the good part yet.”

Hold on? How was he to hold on when every nerve in his body
had been set on fire?

Still, he forced his wings to open as Adam eased away,
giving him a moment’s respite. Closing his eyes, Ren tried to collect himself.
Deep breaths. And calm. That is all he needed. The nightstand drawer rattled
but Ren refused to look. To see what Adam was doing, to simply see
Adam
,
would be more than he could handle. He threw one arm over his eyes and
stretched out his wings, knocking one against the open nightstand drawer.

Then Adam shifted again. His knees bumped against Ren’s
thighs, urging them farther apart as he settled between them.

The snap of a lid echoed through the room like a gunshot.
Unable to sit still, Ren drew up one knee and pressed the ball of his foot into
the smoothness of the sheet.

Adam’s lips grazed over his raised knee and he placed his
hand against the inside of Ren’s thigh. The slightest push, the most subtle of
pressure urged Ren to let his leg drop to the side, leaving him open to Adam’s
eyes and his hands.

The tender drag of a hand up Ren’s thigh had him tensing
once more. He couldn’t sit still. His feet moved almost of their own volition,
his heel pulling up toward him, only to kick away again in a slow pedaling that
took him nowhere.

Adam’s hand hit the crease of his thigh and he dragged a
finger along it, teasing that tender space between torso and leg. Ren’s skin
twitched and his abdomen quivered at that delicate tickle. He brushed along the
side of Ren’s scrotum before letting the finger dip lower, to his ass.

Ren braced the arch of one wing against the headboard and
grabbed on to another fistful of bedding. How was one to withstand this divine
torment?

“Adam, please,” he begged, the words coming in desperate
pants.

“Please what?”

“Please touch me. Please.”

Adam’s fingertip rubbed over his anus and Ren’s word
dissolved into unintelligible pleas. Nerves he never knew could be so alive
tingled and burned with every small movement. The finger was replaced with
another, wetter one and the slick slide added a whole new element to the love
play.

Then Adam pressed. It was as if Ren’s entire world had come
together and centered itself on that one fingertip. His body instinctively
clenched, rejecting the pleasure that one fingertip offered, and he fought to
relax and accept it, accept Adam.

“Let me in, Ren.” Adam placed another kiss on Ren’s knee.

“I don’t know how. I want to but I don’t know how.”

“Push against me.”

Push to let him in? It didn’t make sense to Ren’s
passion-drugged brain and it took him long seconds to even try. But then Adam
pressed again. He pushed back and Adam’s finger slid in with no resistance.

Ren snarled something under his breath that may have been a
curse or an accolade. He wasn’t sure what came from his mouth. His heels dug
into the mattress and his back bowed. He couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t
even think past that finger sliding into him.

The cotton fisted in his hand gave way and he cried out. His
wings hit the back wall with a thud he could feel to his spine and the light in
the room spun crazily as his flight feathers knocked over the lamp.

It wasn’t enough. He drove his whole body down on the one
finger penetrating him, forced it to spear deeper, driving him to the brink.
Just when he didn’t think he could take any more, Adam began to stroke.

His cock jumped hard, smearing a puddle of silky liquid over
Ren’s belly. He’d never know sensations like this existed. It felt as if Adam’s
finger were stroking his cock from the inside, rubbing over every inch of him.

Ren flailed helplessly against the wave of bliss purer than
anything he’d ever felt. All he could do was arch and thrust and beg Adam to
keep going, to not stop.

Adam moved up his body and fingers were replaced with
something broader, blunter and hotter.

“I love you, Ren,” Adam said pressing a tender kiss to the
curve of his neck.

Love you, so much
.
Ren wanted to shout it from
on high but he couldn’t form the words. His breath locked tight in his chest as
Adam rocked forward and the sweet pressure transformed into a stretching
invasion, a melding of two into one.

Adam rocked forward again and again, sinking deeper into
Ren’s body until their groins were pressed tight together.

Adam’s hand slipped between them to grip Ren’s cock. Pumping
his fist around it, he worked Ren from inside and out, pushing until Ren’s
spine braided tight with tension.

Ren was adrift in arousal, lost in a sea of pure pleasure.
He wrapped his arms and wings tightly around Adam, desperate for some sense of
security. He was riding the edge between not enough and too much and felt as if
he could shatter into a million pieces if he didn’t hold Adam close enough.

Shattering wasn’t allowed. Not yet. Adam was as in control
as Ren was out of it and he couldn’t go over until his human lover was as
insane with pleasure as he was.

He pressed his lips against Adam’s shoulder and called his
power. It rose in him in a brilliant wave and he pushed the golden glow into
Adam, feeding it through that point at his shoulder until the human’s body
began to glow with it.

Adam stiffened, the rhythm of his thrusts faltered as the
power hit him. Then he was thrusting harder, faster, racing for his orgasm and
pushing Ren closer to his own.

Ren’s balls pulled up tight, the twisting tension in his
spine broke loose and pure pleasure took its place, pouring from him in wave
after wave. His body tightened and he held Adam to him helplessly. Then, with a
shout, Adam came too. The power flowed back to Ren, flowed freely between them
and pulled their orgasms out until the room seemed to spin around them.

Ren couldn’t say when the spinning stopped and his breathing
returned to normal, but when Adam tried to leave him he jerked to awareness.