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“He’s never brought anyone home.” Austin snorts, and everyone laughs.

“Yet here we are,” she tilts her head and eyes me. “And something tells me that you’re exactly what’s good for him. So—welcome Phoenix, to the Void. I count on you making my son very happy.”

Drinks are poured, chatter picks up, tension evaporates from the air. My limbs relax with each shuddering breath that I exhale from my body, and I feel like I can let go. I feel like this could be my home. Curling my body against Kai’s broad chest, I wrap my arms around his neck and lift my head for a kiss. He takes his time, pressing a hand on the small of my back until our bodies are snug, his soft lips on mine in a gentle brush.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He mumbles against my mouth. I shake my head, feeling relieved, and grateful, and very,veryhappy.

“I’m so crazy about you,” I say, because it’s the truth. My heart flutters, my hands tremble, and my lips brush in their need to feel, to connect with Kai.

He smiles. “And I am so crazy about you. I can’t wait to discover all those sides I don’t know about you yet. Can’t wait to see what else you have in store for me.” He nips on my bottom lip. “Legs.” I wrap them around his thighs, and he walks us away from the crowd. “I hope that it involves a lot of chasing, baby mouse. And a lot of drawing, and music. Oh, do you like cooking?” He must have opened the door outside, because a sunny breeze twirls around us. My face is buried in the slope of his neck while I hum.

“I do.”

“Do you like…sports?” He opens the door of the SUV, and sprawls me onto the backseat, my back against the cool leather. “I’m a huge ice-hockey fan.” His mouth presses against my growing erection, hands crawl over my thighs. The door closes behind him and the car starts driving.

“What— is—”

“Sshh, driver’s bringing us home.” His teeth pull the waistband of my new pants down, and he lets out an approving hum when my cock springs free. “You never told me why you’re so into sixties music.” And then he swallows me down. My back arches and my knees buck, and I moan into the silence.

“F—fuck—”

“Nearly home, baby. Then I’ll give you a good fuck. Make love to you until you can’t walk straight. Would you like that?” My eyes roll back when he takes me back into his mouth, sucking and moaning as he works me with his wicked mouth. My cock throbs at the invasion, and his hands find my balls, and grope them gently in his large palm. He releases his mouth from my cock with a filthy pop, and I watch enthralled at his glistening lips, that curve up in that sexy, smug smile that is so Kai.

“Who gets to chase you, baby mouse?” He circles my cock with his fingers and nudges my hips to move forward and rock into his hand.

“You.”

“That’s right. And who gets to catch you?” His mouth laps at my wet slit and I swallow thickly, getting close.

“Y—you.”

“Hmm.” His eyes roar when he watches me struggle. “When we get home, I’ll do just that. And what will I do after that, baby?”

“Oh, God—” His mouth suckles my cock back in with an obscene sound. “I can’t—I can’t—” He pulls off and I whine in desperation. “Please.”

“Come on then, what will I do after that?” He takes me back into his mouth and sucks hard, hollowing his cheeks.

“You will f—fuck me.” He hums, and at that tips me right over the edge. “F—fuck me,” I moan as my balls flare up, and I come like never before. Kai sucks me dry, his eyes on mine, as he watches me collapse, then slowly return to reality.

“Mine.” He blankets my smaller frame with his larger one, though our legs are bent to fit.

“Yours.”

“Fuck, yeah.” His head lands in my neck, and he inhales deeply. “My vanilla boy. Home at last. Want to decorate our home together?”

I know what he means. We’ll design everything from scratch and blend our lives together. No more illusions, no more maybe,thisis reality. And with Kai? I’ll take it. Because it was always him.

Epilogue

“How’s your back? Does it still hurt?”

“A little bit,” I reply. A little much, and by the looks of it, he knows. It’s a surprisingly hot day today, and I longingly stare outside, to the roof terrace.

“Uh uh, no hot tub for you, baby. Here, let me get you some more vaseline on it.” He pulls the blanket further down toward my hips, and I feel his fingertips on my back. They feel soft and sure, the way they trace the shape of my new tattoo. “My Phoenix has risen,” he murmurs, and draws the outline of the black phoenix that has been inked into my skin. I bury my face in his pillow, inhaling his scent of sandalwood and lemongrass. It smells of trust and home.

“Thank you for this morning. The stones look beautiful together.” We buried Nate next to Rosy and gave him an identical stone to my sister. Said goodbye to them, together with Mom, before bringing her into rehab, together, where she will stay for a period of three months.

Kai blows onto my tender skin, then sits back onto the balls of his feet, hands on his thighs. “You’re welcome. It was good to see your mom again.” That makes me turn over my shoulder.

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