Crew halted, absorbing the sensory cues of the spaceport on Mara, his
home world. He hadn't been home for five years. He'd missed it and a
certain someone terribly. Leaving was the dumbest thing I ever did. I
should have stayed and worked out the problems with Eagle.
"So you finally decided to come home." Just as a familiar scent teased
his nostrils, a remembered voice husked in Crew's ear. A long, hard
body pressed into his, allowing him to feel the other man's erection
against his lower back.
Crew shivered with sensual delight. "Yeah," he answered, trying to
"You know, if you had just told me why you were so opposed to it, I
would have listened." Sharp teeth nipped his ear in reprimand.
"I wasn't ready to settle down," Crew grumbled. "You were in too
much of a hurry."
"You still should have told me how you felt and why. I would have
listened." Displeasure coated the other man's voice before firm lips slid down
the side of Crew's neck, sipping from his skin before pressing a gentle kiss to
the area between his neck and shoulder.
When two firm hands planted themselves on Crew's abdomen and
pulled him back even harder into Eagle's body, Crew's cock somehow
managed to stand up in his jeans, despite the fact that they were already glued
to his body. The man had not lost his touch, and he was still well aware how
much Crew liked to be dominated.
"So did you share this with anyone else while you were gone?" Eagle
planted one firm hand against Crew's jeans-covered cock and rubbed