So once again this week, we're delving into the world of my beyond fairytale story, Don't Call Me Iron Man. Last week, I gave you a snippet of Lucero's slow seduction of Ivan and I couldn't resist giving you another snippet - this one is shortly after Ivan tries to come to senses and slow things down. Enjoy and don't forget to stop by the other contributors' blogs!
“In my culture once a couple has joined during the final rite, they’ve become as one – perfect mates in every sense.” Lucero kept his gaze on Ivan. “They will no longer desire others – but only each other.” He chuckled softly. “Before Vihaan disappeared, we were ready to complete the sacra fide – to be mates for the rest of our lives.”
Ivan swallowed hard. “And you want this with me? Because if so...” He drew a deep breath. “I’m here to tell you, I’m not looking for anything permanent – especially with a man who is more machine than not.”
Lucero’s eyes narrowed. “Close your eyes.”
A fissure of fear tried to combat the desire Lucero’s command drew forth.
“Why?” A slow seductive smile crossed Lucero’s face. “Because one way or another, you will realize I am a man. Nothing more – nothing less.”