Ryan never wanted Daniel to let him go.

They stayed close for a long while, in the quiet of the small games room, curled up on the wide chaise lounge.

He stayed, with Daniel inside him, watching the leaves twirl from the tree branches outside the window.

When Daniel finally moved, Ryan winced from slight pain as his mate pulled out of him. Daniel stopped instantly, his hand going to Ryan’s face.

“What is it? Are you hurt?”

“Just sore my mate.” Ryan ...