Chapter 20

He struggled for a moment, but Antoine wouldn’t let go. He stared down with an intensity that Pierre had never seen before. After a sudden jolt of fear, Pierre held still as he looked up and submitted to him. After that, Antoine’s eyes shut tight in pleasure; as he came, Pierre thought that he’d never seen anything more beautiful. He felt liquid heat fill him, shuddering then jerking as he came too a second later, spilling onto his own stomach. The wild rush of pleasure and Antoine’s tight hold on him gave him the strongest climax that he had had in his short life. He shuddered, falling back into the furs underneath him.

Antoine let go of his neck as he flopped down on top of him, exhausted. Pierre’s chest heaved as he filled his lungs with much-needed oxygen, and his head fell back on the seat beneath him. After catching his breath, he turned to see Antoine resting in his arms. Firelight and shadows flickered, the pattern of orange and gold dancing on Antoine’s damp body. Pie