His name on Indigo’s lips was incredible, and it made Logan want to hear it more. He held steady for another second or two until his lungs burned with the need for air. He backed up, swallowing and breathing in much-needed air. Indigo tackled him down to the ground, and fuck if Logan didn’t want to kiss him. He was practically begging for it, but the words never left his mouth.
“You drive me insane,” Indigo confessed.
That should be Logan’s saying; Indigo had no idea how much Logan wanted him. It was steadily eating at his resolve every day. Logan said none of that aloud though; instead, he moaned as Indigo shimmied down his body, pushing up his shirt roughly and taking one of Logan’s nipples into his mouth. He grazed his teeth lightly over the overly sensitive nub, pulling more noises from Logan.
Logan quickly covered his mouth with one hand and used the other to hold Indigo there. He didn’t want him to stop. It felt so good. It was as if his nipples were directly connected to his cock. Electricity danced over his body as Indigo bit down lightly.
“I want to hear you,” Indigo said, pulling Logan’s hand from his mouth.
Didn’t he know that was a bad idea? Logan opened his mouth to explain that, but Indigo wrapped his hand around their cocks and stroked them together, stealing any thought that came across Logan’s mind. Light moans fluttered out of Logan, and there was no way in hell he’d be able to deny the man anything in that very second.
Logan closed his eyes, and a deep growl came from Indigo.
“Look at me. I want to know you aren’t thinking of anyone else,” Indigo said.
Logan breathed heavily. Think of someone else? Is that even possible? It had been five fucking years and a solid rejection, and not once had Logan forgotten him, not once had Logan been able to have a connection with another person because the only man he wanted to utter the words “I love you” to had denied him.
Logan stared into Indigo’s beautiful eyes, an intimacy that went beyond all reason. He swallowed back the emotion that threatened to choke him.
Logan moved in time with Indigo’s strokes, never breaking eye contact, unable to even as pleasure overrode him and had him stiffening against the ground. Indigo pressed their foreheads together, pushing the intimacy to another level, and Logan was lost to it.
Pure ecstasy shot through him as he held on to Indigo for dear life as his climax rocked through him. Indigo wasn’t too far behind, grunting, and his gaze bored into Logan as his come joined Logan’s.
They lay there breathing heavily, softening cocks still pressed together, and yet Logan couldn’t find it in himself to move. Not yet. He might have been crazy at the time, but he didn’t want it to end. He didn’t want to break the beautiful moment he had with his fated mate.
But like everything else in his life, it had to come to an end. Logan’s phone rang in his pocket, and he cursed under his breath, finally breaking eye contact with Indigo. He cleared his throat, and Indigo sighed as he sat up, no longer blanketing Logan. It shouldn’t have felt so cold, but it did. Logan pulled out his phone, seeing a call from Dezi.
He groaned and glanced at Indigo, who was putting his dick away and straightening his clothes. Yeah, the moment was over, and Logan needed to let it go.
He answered before the call went to voicemail.
“Yeah?”
“Are you heading to the office?” Dezi asked.
It had been on the list of things to do. “Yeah, why?”
“Good, Clyde needs your help. We apparently have been a little busy this week. Rhy should be back sometime this week,” Dezi said.
It had been a full year since Rhy had found his mate, and now they had a child. Thanks to the money the pride had saved up, they could afford for Rhy to miss out on work. It wasn’t like their small town had a ton of work for private eyes. The pride had needed a cover for them all being there, and a PI office had been the perfect fit. Although the pride house was a little way outside of town, their business made it easier for humans to be accepting of faces they saw around the city.
“I’ll head out now,” Logan said. He was about to hang up, but Dezi cleared his throat. Obviously he