“Sartin will tell us all about his adventures later tonight. Now, he needs to rest. Stover and the restof the rescue party should do so as well.”
Sartin’s chest tightened. After spending the last four days with Sommar, he didn’t want to leave his lover’s side. Where should they sleep?
Sommar tugged at Sartin’s hand. Sartin met his mother’s gaze as Sommar led him away. She nodded slightly and Sartin followed.
* * * *
Sartin woke with a start, his skin wet and cold in the hot sun. A terrible nightmare had played through his head while he slept, but now he was awake, he couldn’t remember what happened. He only knew it had been awful.
Sommar snored lightly next to him. The sun warmed his unblemished torso. His chiseled chest and stomachrose and fell with each breath. Sartin’s cock stirred within his body as he watched his mate sleep.
“Sommar.” Sartin shook him.
Sommar’s eyes opened and he popped up. Sartin grabbed him before he headed into the water.