Chapter 67

TJ hit the cliff at full speed and leaped. He crashed into the brilliant climax, sending crest after crest of perfect pleasure rushing through him.

Donovan cried out then lowered his body to rest on top of TJ’s. His body jerked then shaking tremors radiated from Donovan down to TJ. The throes of ecstasy. They echoed TJ’s own.

The unmuted sound of Donovan’s pleasure acted like an accelerant on TJ’s orgasm, adding an additional level to his peak before drawing out in gradually decreasing cascades.

He could only lay there, suck in air, and listen to Donovan’s heavy breathing. Their bodies rubbed together, brushing with each tiny movement. Sharing. As one. TJ wanted that moment to go on endlessly. For he’d never felt this close to a man. Ever.

Wrapping his arms around Donovan, TJ simply hugged him, held him, and vowed to never let him go.

Mine.

Ours.

For once, TJ didn’t argue with his beast. They both were on the same page, at least.

TJ’s stomach growled.