A Lover's Decision

Chapter 19 (18+)

Myles was grateful Rhyd let him in the door despite the anger rolling off him. He didn't know if Rhyd knew the full extent of everything, but he wasn't stupid. Rhyd was the smartest of all of them. He could put two and two together to get four. The fact he let him in the house said Rhyd was going to sit back and watch for now.

He went up the stairs and opened Rhyn's door. The room was dark but that was to be expected. It was two in the morning. Any reasonable person would be asleep.

Myles went in, closing the door softly behind him. He pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Climbing in bed with Rhyn, he slid up behind him. Rhyn stirred, turning over in his sleep. He already knew who was climbing in bed with him, but why wasn't he mad?

They lay there for a long time. Myles ran his fingers through the shaggy black locks, feeling Rhyn's breath at the base of his throat. Rhyn finally got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he got back to his spot. Instead of snuggling with Myles, he lay a few inches away and looked at him.

Myles could see his face in the dim light of the room. He was sleepy, but he was watching Myles's face. The owner knew what he was looking for. He was looking for anything to save this relationship.

"Why aren't you partying with your team?" he asked.

"Are you serious?" Myles replied. Rhyn hummed in response. "Why would I party when my relationship is falling apart?"

Rhyn laughed humorlessly, turning onto his back. "We still have a relationship?"

"Of course we do. We wouldn't we?"

"It didn't look that way from where I stood." Myles' heart sank at the tone of his voice. "It looked like the game and I both got played tonight."

"You didn't. Her name is Braylin Connor, and my dad wants me to marry her. It's purely business. He wants to have her father as an ally. He thinks an arranged marriage will do that." Myles closed his eyes to ward off the pain he felt. "He thinks that if I marry a girl he likes, I'll stop fooling around with men, with you."

Rhyn sighed. "Tell me honestly. What am I to you?"

Myles shifted closer. He looked at Rhyn's face, searching for something to invalidate how he felt. Finding none, he dipped his head.

He thought Rhyn would push him away, but he was pleasantly surprised when he responded. He kissed Myles back, pulling him closer with a hand to the back of his neck. He swept his tongue through Myles's mouth, taking time to suck on the tip of his tongue. Myles let him do what he wanted. It was the least he could do after hurting him accidentally.

Rhyn held his lip between his teeth gently. Myles pressed their mouths together once again.

"You're my lover, my paramour, my partner..." Myles let his voice trail off. Rhyn's eyes flicked to his. "You're the one I want to be with."

The air left his lungs in a huff when Rhyn shoved him to his back. He hovered over him, sheets and blankets pooling at his knees. They stared at each other; Myles shocked and Rhyn stubborn.

Rhyn dove for his neck, nibbling and biting everywhere. Myles would have marks and hickies all over if he continued, but he wasn't going to stop Rhyn. he was if he did, Rhyn would kick him out. He didn't want that so he let him do what he wanted.

Arousal and desire rolled through him. Rhyn's mouth was dangerous. It would always be the one way to get Myles to do what he wanted. As it was, he was trailing lower, taking time to flick and tease his nipples. He was spared that torture when Rhyn continued lower. His abdomen twitched as he kissed each of them, laving attention to them lovingly.