Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
The desire to taste him was what broke the bubble.
POP.
Fuck it.
It was time to make my decision. I threw every shred of caution to the wind.
Let the consequences come. Or, better yet, let them never materialize. Let the consequences turn to ash along with the what ifs.
I leaned in, following my gut, my lips landing on Dylan’s and the world stopping the second he began to melt into the kiss.
Chapter Seven
Just Two Bros
DYLAN
I felt like a computer stuttering to start up. This had to be some kind of crash in the system. This couldn’t possibly be real. I couldn’t actually be kissing my fated mate right now, after years and years of kissing wart-covered frogs.
I’d legitimately thought this wouldn’t happen, even after meeting Miles. I could sense our intense connection from the moment we met but I wasn’t sure he, for some weird reason, felt the same. Otherwise, we would have been kissing way sooner—hell, we’d have done way more than kissing by now. That’s how fucking potent my draw to him was. I could fuck him right here and right now, shouting out into the sky as he railed me, telling him how I’d ride him into the end of the damn world. Or vice versa. I wasn’t picky. And, in the same breath, I’d lean down and kiss him with the passion fueled by a thousand fiery suns.
I’d never felt like that with any of my exes or hookups. No one. Never.
Only Miles.
And now his lips were on mine and his tongue swirled with mine and his hand squeezed my thigh and my dick started to drip with pre-cum and fuuuck this was game over. The air sparked with a crackling energy, the sun beamed down as bright as a spotlight, the birds sang a song so damn harmonic and beautiful that it would have brought a tear to my eye if I wasn’t so fully preoccupied by the intense and all-consuming heat traveling from my lips straight down to my hardening cock.
I had no doubt now.
None whatsoever.
Miles was who I was meant to be with. It was written in the stars, whispered in the wind. It felt as natural as breathing, being with Miles like this. Like we’d done this a hundred thousand times before and still each time felt like the first. It also instantly erased any kind of worry-filled thoughts that had been plaguing me moments before. Like he was the cure to something I never thought I could heal. Something that not even my shifter genes could fully mend. I could fix a broken bone in minutes but I still couldn’t really “fix” my anxiety-riddled thoughts.
“Fuck,” I said as we separated a moment for some air. “You’re an incredible kisser.”
He smirked at me, his eyes twinkling as bright as the tiny gold earrings he wore. He leaned in with a hand under my chin and said, “So are you.” Our lips crashed together again.
This was bliss. And I was quickly wanting more.
More, more, more.
My cock throbbed against my leg. I could feel it inching out of my shorts, already having grown out of the confines of my jock.
Miles had a hand on my leg. I spread them wider, encouraging him to explore. He took the bait. His hand moved higher, toward the pulsing need that I so desperately wanted him to grab. His thumb grazed the head of my leaking cock—still mostly inside my shorts—and I moaned into the kiss. He drank it up greedily, his tongue probing deeper into my mouth. I crossed my arm over his and grabbed his leg, rubbing him, not wasting much time in moving up higher. As lost as I was in this kiss, I was still very aware we were in a public park—albeit an empty one and in a secluded area, but still. I knew we couldn’t exactly take our time out here even though that’s exactly what I wanted to do.
“Fuck,” Miles hissed as his hand reached my dick. He grabbed me through my shorts and stroked. I leaned back and watched as the fabric of my thin shorts strained, the head of my cock leaking against my thigh. “You’re huge.”
“Do you want to play with it?” I asked.
“Out here?”
I looked out from our tree-shielded sanctuary toward the quiet path. “It’s just us.” In case he needed any more encouragement, I tugged back my shorts and pulled out my dick. His eyes went wide and his grin grew to match. “God damn. That’s perfect.”
He reached over and held me firmly, rubbing a thumb over my leaking slit. A shiver of pleasure coursed through the entire length of my body. I tilted my head up at the bright blue sky, wondering how the hell life could be so good.
Also wondering how the hell he already had me so damn close.