Giddy and writhing with pleasurable expectation, Giles said, “Mr. Black and Mr. Potts implied they could become the girls’ benefactor. You do know that Mr. Potts’s natural father is the Duke of—well, we are not to speak the man’s name aloud, but he is the highest of the high.”
“Is he?” Theo asked, then pulled Giles’s hips up, spreading him open.
Giles moaned at the delicious, vulnerable feeling and wriggled his arse, opening himself even more. “He is, and he is a kind-hearted and generous man, in spite of his loftiness. I would trust him with my sisters’ futures as if he were—” His words were cut off with a moan as Theo spread cool slickness over his hole, then plunged two fingers in.
All further thoughts of his sisters was impossible as Theo teased him and made certain he was as ready as he could be. Even the memory of thought was impossible when Theo withdrew his fingers and pushed his thick cock slowly inside of Giles. The initial stretch and burn made him wince, then moan and pant and press back against Theo to take all of him. The man truly did fill him to the point of madness, but Giles loved every moment of it.
He'd loved his time at Perdition. In spite of the horror of his father, he’d very quickly grown to love debauchery in all its forms. He’d adored being seen as a plaything for wealthy and powerful men, giving them pleasure and receiving it in return. He had embraced his life as a whore with both arms.
But all of that paled in comparison to sharing pleasure with a man that he actually and truly loved.
“I love you, Theo,” he panted as his bear’s thrusts grew harder and faster. “I love you, I love you.”
Theo grunted in return, grasping Giles’s hips tightly. “It…does not…count when you…have your arse…in the air,” he growled, his balls slapping against Giles’s flesh.
Giles laughed, which had the unexpected effect of pushing him over the edge. He let out a cry as pleasure spiraled through him and poured itself out in several deep, shuddering blasts of bliss.
Theo must have liked how that felt, because he moved with more desperation, then cried out a series of expletives, along with, “I love you, too!”
Giles felt warm and used and enveloped in love as the two of them collapsed onto the bed together. He managed to roll himself around until he nestled against Theo, their spent, sweaty bodies fitting so well together, in spite of the difference in their size. They were an oddly matched pair, but they were most definitely two souls woven into one.
“A life on the high seas,” Giles panted, pressing a smile into Theo’s solid shoulder. “My sisters under the care of a duke. I would even be willing to turn my father’s house over to Mr. Potts as payment for all he’s done for us. I am certain he would make good use of it.”
Theo grunted, then twisted to his side so he could close Giles in his arms and hold him close. “Whatever you want, my love,” he said in a tired voice filled with affection. “I will give you the world and more, as long as you keep me with you.”
“Of course, I will,” Giles said, popping his eyes open and staring at Theo in shock. “You are my protector and my love, and I am your wicked little minx. Together, there isn’t a force on this earth that can stop us.”
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