Hey everyone! Time for another Sunday Snog. This is so fun, I love it!
This is an excerpt from my book Pavarus, that will be coming soon to Total-E-Bound this fall. The second I find out the release date I’ll be posting it on my ‘coming soon’ page. Enjoy!
It has not yet undergone final editing, so please don’t mind if there’s any mistakes 🙂
Wes was hesitant to open his eyes. Something wasn’t right. The last thing he remembered was the agonizing pain in his gut from being stabbed, yet now he felt… great. Wonderful. Absolutely amazing. He couldn’t even remember the last time he felt this good. There wasn’t a single ache in his body, and that had his mind reeling. With the beatings and being stabbed… why wasn’t he hurting? Why wasn’t he dead?
A shifting to his left had him holding his breath. Slowly he opened his eyes and peeked through, hoping to get a look at his surroundings before Gravaick became aware that he was awake. Wes looked up at the ceiling and frowned. It wasn’t a dark and dirty stone ceiling like before. This one was light and clean and strangely familiar considering it was just a ceiling. Wes opened his eyes fully now and looked around the room.
It was Remus’s room.
He was home!
Wes jumped when a hand landed on his chest. He looked to his left and cried out when he spotted Remus asleep next to him on the bed. Wes ignored the ‘oomph’ from Remus as he plastered his body against his man’s. He wrapped his arms and legs around Remus and held tight, burying his face into his chest.
Without warning the tears began to fall. He couldn’t have been happier to see Remus here next to him. His last thoughts were of the man he loved, and now that man was here with him. Wes reveled in the feel of Remus’s arms wrapping around him, holding him closer. He felt himself calming as Remus caressed his back, whispering comforting words in his ear.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He’d done nothing but think of Remus, and now the man was in his arms. Wes looked up into Remus’s beautiful grey eyes. Unable to hold back, Wes moved up and placed his lips over Remus’s. Fireworks exploded and his body came alive at the feel of Remus’s lips against his. The kiss was gentle and unhurried. Wes nibbled along Remus’s bottom lip and slid his body against the other man. Remus growled; he reached up and laced his fingers through Wes’s hair and plunged his tongue into Wes’s mouth. Wes moaned and grinded his erection against Remus’s hip, the man’s own dick digging into Wes’s thigh.
Wes’s mind reeled as Remus deepened the kiss more, the tenderness turning frantic and hurried. Tongues tangled, lips mashed together, breath ragged, hearts racing… they wanted each other… they needed each other.