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He said he was meeting a girl, but the girl was an Accountant.
His brother doesn’t live down there, either—Silas is an Enforcer, with his rooms in the Gatehouse.
Could Hedeon have made plans with a different girl instead?
I’ve reached the infirmary, so all thoughts of Hedeon exit my mind.
I’m longing to go inside, but I hesitate outside the door. I’m not worried about waking Dr. Cross—we had to pound on the door for ages to get him out of bed the first time. It’s Leo I’m thinking of. I shouldn’t wake him, he needs his sleep. Still, I want to see him so badly.
Pulling a pin out of my braid, I slip it into the lock and work the heavy old tumblers until I hear them click into place. Then I push the door open, wincing at the creaking hinges.
As soon as I step through the door, I can smell the warm scent of Leo’s skin and hear his heavy breathing.
I creep across the floor, feeling that same sense of heady anticipation I used to feel on Christmas morning running down to the tree.
There he is—passed out on his side, his broad frame stretching the limits of the thin infirmary blanket, his feet almost hanging off the edge of the cot, his dark curls messy on the pillow.
As I draw closer I only intend to look at Leo, not to touch him or risk waking him up. But as I come around the side of the cot to look at his face, I see the gleam of his eyes looking up at me, and the white glint of his teeth as he smiles.
His voice husky with sleep, he says, “Took you long enough. I’ve been waiting . . .”
I laugh quietly. “You didn’t know I was going to come back. I didn’t even know.”
Leo says, “I know you better than you know yourself.”
There’s no teasing in his voice now. He means that. And he’s right.
“Get in this bed,” he growls.
“I’m all wet and cold.”
“I don’t give a fuck.” He lifts the blanket, showing me the perfect little hollow of warmth underneath, the space he’s been saving for me.
I strip off my wet clothes once more, dropping them on the floor. Then I slide into the softest, most welcoming space I’ve ever encountered, with Leo’s broad chest up against my back and his long, powerful thighs cradling my legs. Leo wraps his arms around me and pulls me tight against him, his face pressed up against my neck.
“Mmm,” he sighs. “That’s what I need.”
A wave of warmth and sleepiness rolls over me. Sleep never comes easy to me—it’s a battle every night. But I could sink down into oblivion right now, into the deepest and most comfortable rest of my life.
Except that I can feel Leo nuzzling his face against my neck, and hear him taking deep, full inhales of my scent. He’s breathing me in. As he does so, I can feel something hard pressing against my lower back. His cock is stiffening and swelling with every breath.
I arch my back just a little, pressing my ass back against him, testing to see if that’s really what I’m feeling. Leo lets out a low growl, deep and thrumming, and his cock gets twice as hard, like an iron bar between us.
All my sleepiness burns away in an instant. My blood rushes through my veins as Leo turns me over roughly so we’re facing each other, his cock pressing against my belly now.
We’re face to face, looking into each other’s eyes. Slowly, Leo runs his tongue over my lips, tasting me. Then he kisses me, fully and deeply. I’ve never kissed someone like this, ourmouths wide open, our tongues delving deep, our breath mixing together. I feel like I’m melting into him and he’s melting into me. I’ve never felt so connected to another human, as if we were becoming one person.
I know Leo so well that I can feel what he’s feeling, I know what he’s thinking. I feel like I’m becoming him and he’s becoming me, that even our consciousness is blending.
It’s surreal and almost spiritual. Fuck it, itisspiritual—the most enlightened experience of my life. This is nirvana. This is soaring above the earthly plane. This is the epitome of human existence—two souls combining as one.
And that’s just from a kiss.
It goes on for a long, long time. The better part of an hour. Until my lips are just as swollen as Leo’s and more sensitive than they’ve ever been, all the input of my body focused on lips, tongue, mouth, and my hands fiercely gripping Leo’s face.
At last we break apart, just an inch or two apart. Leo is looking into my eyes. All the confusion, the resentment, and the misunderstandings between us have burned away. I’ve let go of all of it. I don’t blame him for anything. I see him, all of him—a person who is young and growing, who makes mistakes but who is the best human I know, who can’t do anything but get better every single day.
I hope he sees the same in me. Because I’ll do anything to make Leo happy.
