Devil May Breathe (The Devils of Vitality)

by Chani Lynn Feener

Soon, Pavel was going to teach him not to do that. Not with him. He wanted everything. His thoughts. His emotions. His honesty. He would claw the truth out of the sexy doctor-to-be if he had to. His time of being denied was over.

“I’m going to mess you up so bad, Zane Solace. And then, when you’re finally open to it, I’m going to teach you what it means to be truly cherished.”

“He’s not attacking me,” he corrected, grinning when that made Zane scowl. “We’re playing.”

“Fast food is unhealthy. I don’t eat it.” Pavel blinked. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I choke you for fun.” “That’s different.” “Yeah because one of those things is more likely to kill you than the other.” “Maybe kill you quicker.”

“Do we really have to share a fry? Can’t we both just get our own? Fries are the best part, Doctor.”

seriously my fav part lol

“You’re being kind of mean, Doctor.”

“Promise me I’m not your second choice,” he demanded as Pavel stripped them down. “Choice?” Pavel grunted and lined his cock up to his entrance. “Baby, you aren’t a choice at all. You’re a necessity.” He eased his cock into his passage slowly, feeding him inch after delectable inch as he spoke. “You’re an essential of life. I need you in order to keep breathing, in order to keep existing.”

“There’s no point without you,”

“I’ve loved every version of you I’ve ever met,” Pavel divulged. “And I’ll continue to love all the versions of you that you become. We’ll build a family together and grow old together. I’ll prove my intentions to you every day for the rest of our lives if that’s what you need, gorgeous. Bashert.” He captured Zane’s hand and held it up between them, the gold of the ring still on his finger winking in the sunlight spilling in from the windows. “Say you’ll marry me, Zane. Will you? Hmm?”

“No breeding next to the French toast?”