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around him and his lips on his skin—anything to satisfy the desire he’d felt deep in his soul since the moment he’d fallen under the American’s spell. Would they ever have this chance again? His head told him it was possible, but his heart said no.
    Ignoring any part of him that still wavered, Mik turned and pressed his mouth to Isa’s. Isa let out a small gasp of surprise, but then responded fiercely, his lips hard and unyielding, and yet gentle and tender.
    The crackling logs and hissing flame became the backdrop to rustling clothes as they undressed each other. Huddled under the thick blankets Doric had left them, their bare chests came together, Mik’s slightly slimmer than Isa’s with his broad shouldered frame.
    Isa hovered over him, taking a nipple in his mouth and nipping it until Mik gasped. With a low growl, Isa lingered a moment before he relented and moved higher, burying his face in Mik’s neck. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
    “You have?”
    Isa raised his head at the uncertainty in Mik’s voice. “God, yes. So much. How could you not know that?”
    The desperation in his voice was all Mik needed to hear. Suddenly, it felt like he could climb inside Isa’s skin and still not be close enough. With needy hands, he tugged on Isa’s hips until his cock reached his lips. He took him in his mouth and worked him until his jaw ached and Isa’s thighs began to shake.
    With a muttered curse in a language Mik didn’t understand, Isa pulled away and stared at him for a long moment before he lifted Mik’s legs and pressed his knees to his chest.
    Isa reached for the oil by the fire and sweet pain surged through Mik as Isa joined their bodies. For long minutes, they remained still, their eyes locked and their bodies entwined in the most intimate way.
    For Mik, it felt strange. It had been a long time since he’d had a man inside him, but his memories of the clumsy, fumbling encounters had nothing on the carnal pleasure that surged through him now. Even the heat of Isa’s stare was too much.
    Mik took his hands from Isa’s chest and pulled him close. He felt the soft puffs of air Isa panted against the skin of his neck as he slowly lowered his legs and wrapped them around Isa’s strong body.
    Isa raised his head and caught him in his heart-stopping gaze. He seemed to search Mik’s face for something, and when he found it, he pulled out of Mik and drove back inside him with enough force to make them both cry out.
    Mik steadied himself, and Isa set a gentle rhythm, but before long, months of pent up desire and yearning overcame them both and their coupling became frantic. Mik arched up and met Isa in the middle. Harsh breaths misted the freezing air. Mik threw back his head and gave himself over, and when he felt Isa’s warm hand close around his cock, his whole world turned white.
    He clawed at Isa’s back and dug his nails into sweat slicked skin. For endless minutes, he saw and heard nothing. He could only feel…feel Isa’s weight over him, his lips on his neck, and his cock as it drove so sweetly into his body. Like distressed metal, a coil deep inside his belly wound tighter and tighter, and Mik braced himself for the break.
    It came sooner than he thought. Without warning, Isa shifted and altered the path of his thrusts. The coil inside Mik snapped and hot, sticky release painted his chest. Isa watched it all through hooded eyes, then he froze, rigid, and warmth pulsed inside Mik’s body.
    After, they lay together in front of the dying fire. The slowly fading warmth seemed ominous and foreboding, and Mik fought sleep for as long as he could, but entangled in Isa, still naked and bare, he felt darkness wash over him. As sleep took him, he was sure he imagined Isa’s whispered words.
    “More than my life, Mik. It’s all I’ve got.”
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Time passed slowly and too fast all at once. Mik made three further trips into Albania, and after the first two, it became