Heart’s Triumph
Chapter 1
Io dive bombed the bed, throwing himself down on it. He proceeded to wiggle around on the covers much like he’d seen a dog do once on a TV show. Squirming, he worked his way under the blanket and in quick fashion wrapped himself up in it, sitting on the bed completely shrouded in the comforter, only his face visible. He brought the fabric up to his nose and inhaled deeply, drawing in the scent of his lover. Oh, it was heaven! Masculine and woodsy with a hint of vanilla from the soap his beloved used. Io wanted it all over him, loving how he would then catch a whiff while moving through the night.
He closed his eyes and took another hit, swaying back and forth and humming.
“What are you doing?” the owner of a familiar deep voice questioned.
“Ah!” yelped Io, st
