Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
He was so perfect for me. In the midst of the heat flaring between us, he was letting me know that what I wanted, or needed, he would provide. “You’re the alpha.”
“I am. So my instinct says to claim what’s mine. But I’m also a man who knows I’m not the only one who… I mean, I want you to have everything so one day this will be more than a mating.”
It struck me then, what my mate truly desired. “You want me to love you.”
“Yes,” he whispered, staring down into my eyes. “That’s what I want. This could be what my parents had if I play my cards right.”
“What did they have?”
“They breathed together, you know? In sync, all the time. One heart.”
I took a deep breath. “I don’t ever want to disappoint you.”
“No.” He smiled at me. “You couldn’t. How you are with me, with my brother, your concern for others, your kindness and warmth… C’mon, Mere, I won the lottery here.”
The tears were instant. “You don’t know all the things I’ve done and—”
He wiped them away as fast as they formed. “You’re mine. That’s what you are.”
“I’ve never had a mate, and it’s overwhelming that you’re here with me, which is why it’s taken me all night to come in here. I mean, I can barely breathe.”
“It’s perfect that we’re both scared to screw up and worried about the other person.” He tipped my head sideways so he could kiss the side of my neck. “That’s amazing. Don’t you think that’s amazing?”
“Amazing,” I agreed, leaning into his hot mouth as he kissed along my jaw before returning to my lips, his mouth devouring, his tongue tangling with mine.
When I shoved him back, I saw the blown pupils, flushed skin, and how bruised his lips looked, like I’d chewed on them.
I moved up the bed, tossing piles of folded clothes in every direction, and he crawled after me. When I started stripping out of my clothes, he sat back on his haunches to watch.
“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly.
“In all the time you’ve been alive, has no one ever told you that you are a beautiful man, Merritt Baker?”
I glanced away, unable to hold his gaze.
“No,” he commanded. “Look at me.”
Instantly, without even thinking about it, I was staring into the deep, storm-washed gray of his eyes.
“First time I saw you, I thought, please God, don’t let that man be married.”
I felt my face heat. “Could you please take off your clothes too?”
“Wait, wait, it was just getting to the good part. Lemme help you with the pants.”
“No, thank you.” I sat up and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants before sliding them over my ass along with my briefs. “I can do—Cole!”
He shoved me back down on the pillows, yanked my chinos to my knees, then bent and took my already erect cock down the back of his throat.
“Cole!” I shouted, bucking up off the bed, my hands tangling in his hair as he swallowed around my length. “It’s been too long. I’ll come.”
He didn’t stop, licking and sucking, his tongue all over me, from balls to head, making everything wet. It was heaven, and I told him so in English and Gaelic, as I slipped my hands under the headboard and held on, he feasted on me.
I was panting when he lifted my legs to his shoulders, and when he pressed his saliva-slicked thumb against my entrance, the mewling noise that came out of me made him smile evilly around my dick.
The orgasm came too fast for me to warn him, and I froze as I emptied and he drank me down. I was shivering hard with aftershocks when he licked me clean, lifted up, and climbed over me to kiss me deeply.
The rakish grin he gave me before the kiss stopped my heart for just a moment. He bit my lip before breaking the kiss, and I just stared up at him until he rolled me to my stomach.
Immediately, I tried to push up onto my hands and knees, but he wanted me sprawled beneath him.
“There better be lube in here,” he growled at me.
“In the nightstand.”
He was noisy getting into the drawer, complaining that it stuck, which it did not, and when he crawled back over me, he was muttering under his breath.
“You are adorable.”
“What?” He sounded affronted, and his voice went up an octave, which did nothing to diminish the adorableness. “No. Hot and sexy, not adorable.”
I was chuckling before he spread my cheeks and licked over my hole. After that I was just babbling agreement with him as he stroked his tongue inside of me, over and over.
“I didn’t hear you,” he murmured, and I heard the snap of the lube cap before he slid a slick finger inside of me.
“Hot and sexy it is.”