Chapter 78

“All fours.”

Tristan was aching all over. He knelt and heard Samuel moan, then the soft scent of oil filled the room, and Tristan’s heart stopped when Samuel leaned over him and kissed the back of his neck. He was unspeakably aroused and Samuel’s instant need to claim him after his encounter with Gareth made him feel ten feet tall. This handsome, wonderful man wanted him. Needed him. Loved him. Tristan moaned as Samuel kissed his way down his spine, running his hands down his sides, making him twitch. When Samuel reached around him and grasped his cock, Tristan moaned aloud.

“Tell me what you want,” Samuel said, moving to kiss the base of his spine.

“Anything. Whatever you want to do to me,” Tristan said. He meant it. He had told Samuel what he needed in the brothel, but here, now he wanted Samuel to be a part of their lovemaking, not just at his beck and call. He wanted Samuel to know how different the relationship could be.