Free Sanctuary (New Reality Series, Book One) by Jessica Jarman

little space and some rest will help.”
    “You’re probably right,” Noah admitted. “But we should keep an eye on her. With everything she’s been through, it’d be damn easy to spiral downward and self-destruct.”
    “We will, and she’ll be fine.”
    Noah hoped he was right. Standing, he turned to Ethan and stepped into his waiting embrace.
    “You’re dead on your feet. Let’s go to bed. Things’ll look better in the morning.”
    “I’ll hold you to that.”
    “Would rather if you held me to you,” Ethan teased. “Unless you’re too tired.”
    Noah moaned as his cock responded to just the suggestion. “Never.”
    He held Ethan’s gaze as he went down on his knees and undid Ethan’s jeans. His mouth watered as he tugged the pants and boxers down and the thick, hard cock sprang free. Without hesitation, he caught the tip between his lips and sucked.
    Ethan grasped Noah’s head as he swayed slightly. Humming, Noah slid up the length, taking as much of Ethan’s cock as he could. When it nudged the back of his throat, he reached up and cradled the heavy sac in his palm. Tugging, squeezing as he fucked Ethan with his mouth. When he knew his lover was getting close, he slowly slid off the shaft and sat back on his heels.
    “Bastard,” Ethan said playfully.
    “Get the lube.”
    As Ethan rummaged in the pack next to the front door for the tube, Noah stood and stripped. He walked over to one of the sofas and, bracing his hands on the back, bent over. Then waited.
    “Bastard,” Ethan said again, his voice even huskier.
    Noah looked over his shoulder and suppressed a shudder at the look of desire Ethan wore. “Would you fuck me already?”
    Ethan came up behind him, nudged his feet, widening his stance. “So impatient.”
    “So ready,” Noah countered.
    After coating his cock, Ethan dropped the tube on the floor and glided his slick fingers along Noah’s crease. Noah closed his eyes and just let himself feel. Ethan’s fingers pressed against his opening, and Noah pushed back as they speared inside.
    “Ethan?”
    “Yeah?” Ethan curved his fingers, grazing Noah’s gland, pulling a long, guttural moan from him.
    “No need to… I’m ready,” he bit out. “I just…need…your cock…in…me.”
    “If I get inside you, this is gonna go real fast. I’m ready to burst.”
    “In me. Now,” he insisted.
    Ethan pulled his hand away and positioned his cock, then, grasping Noah’s hips tightly, he drove forward. When he was buried balls deep, he stilled for a moment then set a blinding pace. Withdrawing and slamming back into Noah’s ass. Noah gripped the back of the sofa as fire raced down his spine and pooled at the base of his cock.
    “I love you,” Ethan said roughly, driving into him a final time. As he came, he reached around and circled Noah’s shaft.
    That pushed Noah over the edge. His orgasm exploded, and every muscle in his body tensed as pleasure washed over him again and again.
    When Ethan pulled out of him, Noah straightened and turned. Wrapping his arms around the other man, he whispered. “I love you, too.”
    * * * *
    Sunlight cut through the window and brightened the room. Grace threw an arm over her eyes in an attempt to block it out. Since the bedroom faced the west, she knew she’d slept the day away. Again. She lifted her arm and peeked at her watch. Six pm. Guilt settled over her uneasily and, try as she might, she couldn’t push it away. She heard movement beyond the closed door and voices. Noah and Ethan. They were still here. She half expected to wake up one day and find them gone. Although, Grace could hardly blame them if that happened. She’d barely left the bedroom since the day they’d arrived, wandering out to use the outhouse and attempt to eat. Each time, other than asking how she was, the men hadn’t said a word. They hadn’t shared her bed either. Though, she was certain, she was less than appealing in her current state. Her body ached all over—from