The morning blurred into a haze of pleasure, Elias and I lost in each other as the sun climbed higher. After that mind-blowing session in the tub, his mouth devouring me until I was a moaning, trembling mess, we didn't stop. He lifted me out of the water like I was weightless, drying us both with hasty towels before carrying me back to the bed.
The breakfast tray sat forgotten on the nightstand, pancakes cooling as he laid me down on the rumpled sheets, his golden eyes dark with renewed hunger.
"Can't get enough of you, mate," he growled, positioning himself between my thighs, his c**k hard and ready again. We took it slow at first, deep, languid thrusts that had me gasping his name, my nails raking down his back as the bond amplified every sensation.
But passion built, turning
