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when he sensed his mate closing the distance between
them. His nose flared as the spike of desire hit him hard.
"Hey, baby," Joseph called out from the doorway.
Mykael looked up and smiled at his lover. "Are you
talking to me or Damon?"
Joseph snorted, walking over to the two of them. He
leaned down, placing a soft kiss on Damon's head,
murmuring words of love. The sight of his mate and their
child together reminded him again of how close he came to
losing them both. He recalled when Joseph had first woken
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up from his coma. Mykael had just returned from visiting
their baby&
"You should have seen him Joseph& He's beginning
to look more and more like you. His nose especially. That
stubborn tilt& " Mykael paused, gazing at Joseph, who
seemed to be getting smaller by the day. He didn't like the
pastiness of Joseph's complexion, nor the chapped
condition of his lips. He reached for the glass of water on
the side table, dipped his ring finger inside before touching
Joseph's lips lightly with its moistened tip. "Wake up soon
babe& I miss hearing your voice."
Mykael moved from the chair he was sitting in to
the edge of Joseph's bed. He needed very badly to hold
Joseph in his arms. Leaning forward, he embraced Joseph
cautiously, taking care not to dislodge any tubes. His head
rested on Joseph's shoulder as he breathed in the scent of
his mate. "Please wake up, baby." Mykael's voice cracked
towards the end.
"C-can't," a raspy voice said softly before coughing
and continuing, "b-breathe& "
Mykael jolted, his neck whipping up so fast he
pulled a muscle. He looked down and gazed into the tired
but beautiful set of honey-brown eyes. "J-Joseph?"
"Mykael," Joseph replied, his voice still hoarse and
yet the most wondrous sound Mykael had heard the whole
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year.
Mykael finally broke down, sobbing in Joseph's
arms as his still ailing mate tried to comfort him.
"Mykael?" Joseph's voice brought him back to the
present. "Where did you go?"
Mykael turned to glance at Joseph, who had a
heated look in his eyes. A look Mykael knew too well. And
that was all it took for all the blood to travel to Mykael's
groin. Dr Bennett had given them the go ahead for sex six
months ago. It took Joseph three months to convince
Mykael of his non-fragile state, and Dr Bennett's
contraceptive pills, before Mykael would agree to having
more than oral sex. And since then they couldn't get enough
of each other. Joseph licked his lips as his eyes dilated.
"Dear God. Gilliam warned me about the two of
you. I thought the sexual lust was supposed to wane after a
child?" Jess looked at the both of them curiously. He got up
from the couch to take Damon out of Mykael's arms.
Mykael mumbled out a protest.
"I will take Damon. It's been a while since the little
guy and I saw each other. We'll go visit Uncle Gilliam.
How about that, huh, Damie, you want to?" Jess said as he
carried Damon out of the room.
"Should we be worried?" Mykael looked at Joseph
who was already crawling onto his lap.
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"Nope. Jess has younger siblings. He takes care of
them most of the time when his mum is not around."
"Hmmm& " Mykael said distractedly when Joseph
began rolling his hips forward on Mykael's growing
erection. He held Joseph's hips in check before kissing his
mate softly.
"I love you, you know that," Mykael whispered into
Joseph's mouth.
"And I love you more," Joseph replied, smiling at
Mykael. "Now show me how much you love me." He
winked salaciously at Mykael.
Mykael lifted Joseph into his arms and carried him
out of his work study. He barely noticed the giggling of one
of his staff as he strode towards their bedroom. He had an
urgent matter to see to, and he didn't care about anything at
the moment but for the cherished man in his arms.
A few hours later as Joseph lay sated in his arms, he
asked, "So, did I show you?"
Joseph laughed. "Yeah you did& you love me a lot
apparently."
"Now then you know& " Mykael said half-
teasingly.
"Oh I always knew," Joseph said softly, the love he
had for Mykael reflected in his eyes.
Mykael saw his mate's adoring look and was
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humbled by it. Every day he was thankful for being on the
receiving end of so much love and for the good fortune he
had gotten, for the gift that was Joseph and now Damon.
"Thank you, love," Mykael said quietly.
"For what?" Joseph asked, his head tilted to the
side.
"Nothing. Just thank you."
Joseph's brow furrowed in puzzlement but he did
not say anything. Instead, he pulled Mykael down for a
kiss.
All else was forgotten as the two lovers showed
each other just how dearly they cared for the other, amidst
tangled sheets and bodily fluids.
And whispered words of affection.
The End
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About the Author
Ann T. Ryan has a partiality for stories where love
takes centre stage, especially when it involves two hot,
strapping men. Somewhere along the way, she gave writing
about them a shot instead. Though she would never admit it
out loud, Ann believes happily-ever-afters are possible if
one is willing to work at it. After all, falling in love is easy.
It is the staying in love part that proves to be hard.
Blog:
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Also by Ann T. Ryan:
Available from Silver Publishing:
My King's Seraglio
Ships in the Night
Mate of the Tsatrya
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