ForsakingEternity

by Voirey Linger

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.

  “Don’t go.” He pulled Adam against him, holding him to his body, face-to-face, chest-to-chest and cock-to-cock.

  “I’ll be right back. Just getting something to clean up.”

  “No. Stay. I’ll take care of it.”

  “I have to take care of you.” Adam brushed a kiss over Ren’s cheek and slipped free of Ren’s body, but Ren pulled his wings up, cocooning them in soft feathers, and rolled them to their sides.

  “Wow.” Adam looked up at the wing covering them.

  Ren smiled. It seemed his lover appreciated the intimacy wings could provide as much as he did.

  “I still need to clean up.”

  His lover might be protesting but from the way Adam was snuggling into his plumage, Ren doubted he really wanted to leave the bed.

  “Have you forgotten my special skills? Consider it done.”

  “Ah. Those skills are handy.” Adam smiled drowsily and his eyes drifted closed. Adam shifted to lie on his back and he pulled Ren with him.

  It was an odd sensation, lying with his head pillowed on Adam’s shoulder. Always before he’d cradled the female. He’d never had anyone devote this level of care to him. He felt…cherished.

  “This doesn’t hurt your wing, does it?” Adam’s words were slurred and sleep-heavy.

  “Not at all.”

  Ren sent a wisp of power through the house. Once he’d locked the doors and cleaned the mess they’d left in their haste, he let the power stroke over the bed. He cleaned their bodies before repairing the torn sheets and pulled the covers up around them.

  They lay curled together in the darkness, cradled in the warmth of each other’s bodies. Adam’s fingers idly stroked over his wing, ruffling the feathers and sending a little shivery tickle through him.

  “Where did the feather you gave me come from?” Adam gave a quill a gentle tug and Ren shifted a little.

  “Here.” He raised a wing and pointed to a spot next to the shadow of the black feather. “This place is said to be closest to an angel’s heart.”

  Adam’s fingertip traced the edge of the black feather and he went tense under Ren’s cheek.

  “What happened to you while you were gone?”

  The gray void. Blood and pain. The cackles of the creatures as they circled, waiting for him to heal so they could begin their glut on his flesh and power again.

  “I will not speak of it. Please, do not ever ask me to remember these things.” The fear and vulnerability in his voice shamed him. To show such weakness, to feel it…

  He shuddered and clung to Adam. The arms around him tightened, until he was being held with almost crushing strength.

  “I’m so sorry, Ren. I wish I could have done something. Saved you from whatever it was.”

  No, love. I embraced the pain for you.

  “Before the bad, there was something else. Something wonderful. Michani.”

  “Your daughter?”

  His throat felt thick as he remembered their reunion. She’d flown to him, calling out to her daddy in joyous welcome, even after so many years apart. Her open acceptance, despite his long absence, had restored another piece of his soul.

  “In the seven thousand years since her death, I never once visited her spirit in Heaven. I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing my beautiful little girl as nothing more than light. I will not neglect her again. I’ve missed being a father.”

  The hand stroking his wing slowed, stilled.

  “What if you could be a father again?”

  “If it were possible, I would.” Another child. Oh how he’d love to be a father once more.

  “I’ve considered adoption.” Adam’s voice was hesitant, hopeful.

  “I think it a very noble and honorable thing to do. You would be a very good father.” Ren couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the two of them sharing fatherhood. The two of them would make sure their son or daughter always knew love.

  “I’m too old.”

  “I’m older.” Ren raised his head to look Adam in the eye. “Do not create roadblocks where none exist. We are already doing the impossible.”

  Adam gave a wry chuckle. “You have a point.”

  “And it is a very good point.”

  Adam hummed his agreement and kissed Ren again.

  “I love you, Adam.”

  “And I love you. Always and forever.”

  Ren pulled his wing over the two of them. Placing a gentle kiss to his partner’s shoulder, he extinguished the light and let himself sleep in the arms of the man he loved.

  About the Author

  In an ideal world, Voirey Linger would live surrounded by brawny, half-naked men who cared for her every need. In real life, she spends her days chasing her children and trying to convince her cats not to kill each other.

  Writing brings a few of her fantasies to life while helping her escape the chaos that follows three battling boys and two warring felines. She looks forward to the day everyone learns to get along, but until then she deals with it all the same way any Southern woman would…sass laced with just enough honey to make it go down easy.

  Voirey welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.co
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