This is from Chapter 18 of Ithani, and is freshly written. 🙂
We have no time.
We have time for this.
He was inside Jameson this time, connected to him in a primal way. They moved as one, passion rising as they passed through one another, connected in the dreamtime down to the last fiber of their beings. They rose on the tide of climax, fixed on one another, and it was as good—no, better—than sex had ever been in the flesh.
As he reached the height, Xander moaned, and Jameson matched him, their voices rising together in a tumult of exultation.
Then it was over, and they fell apart inside the glowing golden sphere, panting heavily and staring at one another in amazement. “Holy fucking split.”