Page 53 of Touched By Destiny
Too overcome with emotion to talk, Eric nodded his head. The tears slipped down his cheeks as Connor’s body gleamed in a wash of colors and a rush of love and gratitude filled Eric. Gabriel reached out and hauled Eric close. Eric melted against him as his big hands soothed him with long strokes along his back.
His mission complete, Eric closed the portal and clung to his soulmate as he wept with a mixture of joy and sadness. It’d take him a few days to recover and be ready to aid another ghost. And he’d add Connor to his beloved collection of memories. Eric never forgot a single soul he helped.
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Eric wasn’t sure how he and Gabriel had gone from lounging on the sofa to making out, but he had no complaints. Gabriel’s tongue was driving him wild, and Eric needed to touch him. His hands slipped under Gabriel’s dark T-shirt. Muscles bunched under Eric’s fingertips as Gabriel shifted to lie more fully on Eric. His solid weight left Eric feeling both comforted and fully aroused.
Gabriel tore his mouth free, and Eric wondered in despair if he’d insist they stop. But Gabriel didn’t say a word. He grabbed a fistful of fabric and yanked his own shirt off. Eric bit his lip as he drank in the sight of that broad, slightly furred chest. Although he wanted to pet those sexy pecs, Gabriel tugged at the hem of Eric’s shirt.
Eager to help, Eric wiggled and pulled until his pale blue T-shirt joined Gabriel’s on the floor next to the couch. Their lips met again, and Eric desperately needed friction. Gabriel reached between them and, without breaking their kiss, unzipped Eric’s jeans. Afraid something would break whatever spell had fallenover them, Eric hustled into action and shoved his pants and underwear to his ankles. It took some maneuvering, but he dragged them off and tossed them onto the growing pile of clothes.
Although there was surprise on Gabriel’s face, he didn’t argue. His gaze raked over Eric’s nude body like a caress. It was almost as erotic as being touched. But almost wasn’t enough. For weeks, they’d teased each other with hours of making out, and Eric wanted satisfaction.
He went to grab Gabriel’s jeans, but his soulmate beat him to it. Eric lay there wearing nothing but a devilish grin as Gabriel revealed his wide cock. It was veiny and flushed a deep red, and Eric’s ass clenched. Someday he’d be properly fucked, but he had no patience for finding lube or listening to arguments about why they should wait.
So, Eric tugged Gabriel down and bent his knees. Spreading his legs, Eric ensured there was plenty of room for Gabriel, and the inspirit’s hips settled on top of his. A moan fell from Eric’s lips, and Gabriel tongued him thoroughly as his cock rubbed against Eric’s.
Eric undulated under him, and Gabriel matched his thrusts. It was primitive. Raw. And perfect. Burying one hand in Gabriel’s hair and clutching his back with the other, Eric lost himself to the intense passion between them.
Above the din of the television were their heavy breaths, Eric’s groans, and Gabriel’s sexy, throaty growls as they sought release. The muscles in Eric’s legs vibrated as he moved closer to climax, and he wasn’t even sure if he was in sync with Gabriel as his body jerked beneath him.
Gabriel left a searing trail of open-mouthed kisses along Eric’s throat, and the musky scent of arousal filled the air. Sparks were flying down Eric’s spine, but he fought off hisballs’ need to empty. He wanted the pleasure to last as long as possible.
But it had been far too long since they’d come together. Or maybe the effect Gabriel had on him was too strong to be denied. It didn’t matter. The image of their souls sprang into Eric’s mind, and they twisted a little closer than before, moving one tiny step nearer to being completely bound.
Eric clutched Gabriel close, and a keening sound escaped him as he froze and spilled his seed between them. Atop him, Gabriel grunted and thrust one last time as he, too, reached his climax.
They lay there for countless minutes as their bodies cooled. No one said anything, and Eric steeled himself for Gabriel’s reaction. They’d both agreed to focus on the emotional side of their relationship as Gabriel dealt with his fear of the unknown. But Eric couldn’t be sad that they’d had sex.
And the last thing he wanted to listen to was Gabriel’s insistence that it wouldn’t happen again. Eric wished he’d figured out the fucking crystal issue. Without hesitation, he would’ve popped into his room without even bothering to grab his clothes. Instead, he was stuck in Gabriel’s house, and he doubted there would be any retreat without conversation.
“Well,” Gabriel finally said, shifting above Eric so their eyes met. There was satisfaction in those green eyes, but Eric wasn’t sure what else.
“Well, what?”
“This wasn’t planned.”
Irritated and sad, Eric wished he could push Gabriel off him, but the man was far too large. “No. I’ll get dressed if you’ll let me up.”
“Do you regret it?”
Eric ineffectively shoved at Gabriel, who hadn’t budged. “No.”
“Hey,” Gabriel said, stroking Eric’s chin with his thumb. “I don’t regret it either.”
“Really?”
“Neither of us wanted a relationship based on sex. There’s too much at stake. You know that. But we’re friends too. This was inevitable, right? We wouldn’t even know about our connection if we weren’t attracted to each other. It was only a matter of time until we wound up like this again.”
“At least this time I got to lie down.”
“It’s going to be hell looking at this couch without visualizing you sprawled naked on it. Your fucking body is gorgeous.”
Eric’s fingers drifted through the light brown hair dusted on Gabriel’s chest, and he grinned. “So is yours. I seriously want to lick every inch of you.”
“Hmm, I’m going to insist I get to do that to you first.”
“Compromise is a really important part of a relationship, Gabriel.”