Important things first, are these
sheets silk or cotton?
Always cotton. I love the
way it feels against my skin.
What are you wearing?
Just panties. Gotta
keep the downstairs covered but I like to let the twins be free J
What are we snacking on in bed while
we read tonight?
I’m not a big fan of snacking
in bed but I will always make an exception for dark chocolate. **licks lips
hungrily**
If I open this nightstand drawer,
what will I find?
Pens, a television
remote, army guys, a handful of change, AA batteries (hey, I was looking for
those the other night!), a notebook, a Barbie shoe, wait…is that the Holy
Grail?!?!
Do you roll up in the blankets like
a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
A little of both. I
always have to have at least a sheet on, pulled up to the chin, but I like to
have one leg sticking out. I like to be able to wiggle my toes J
Can I put my cold feet on your
calves to warm them up?
You can try but I’m
pretty sure my own cold feet and legs will scare you away. Can we say, icicles?
What are we reading?
Our Omega (Great Lakes Wolves #2)
Excerpt:
Dax cleared his
throat, his feet nervously shuffling side to side. “I’m not sure if you
remember me. I’m Dax Marshall, Kellan’s cousin. I was there the night
Carl—well—the night we got you back. I’ve been meaning to come by and see you.
I just wanted to check in and see how things were going. I wanted to stop by
sooner, but I’ve been out of town a lot lately.” Dax’s gaze dropped to his feet
as an enticing blush stained his cheeks.
Noah had to
fight the strong desire to brush his fingers along that faint line of pink. He
knew if he allowed even that small touch, he’d lose his resolve and take his
mate where he stood. From the bits and pieces of information he’d managed to glean
about the other man over the last few months, Noah was confident that Dax was a
good-hearted, kind man. He deserved the best mate the gods could give him,
which was why Noah knew he couldn’t allow himself to touch the stunning Beta.
He wasn’t worthy.
Noah
straightened his shoulders. He tried for his
best impression of cold indifference and prayed it was believable. “Thanks for
the concern, but, as you can see, I am fine. Please save your worry for someone
who needs it.”
Turning his back on
Dax’s open-mouthed shock, Noah scanned the room for an alternate exit but came
up empty. He resigned himself to the fact that the only way out was behind his
mate. When he tried to push his way past, Dax grabbed his wrist, halting his
progress.
Noah quirked his brow and gave
him an imperious glare. “Excuse me?”
Dax looked down
at his hand, realized it was still wrapped tightly around Noah’s wrist then
immediately let go, like the appendage was on fire. He drew in a sharp breath,
remorse forefront on his face.
“Jesus, I’m
sorry. I didn’t realize I had…” His voice trailed off as he stared at Noah,
like he was seeing him for the first time and Noah was the most amazing thing
in the entire world.
“Do you smell—?”
Dax muttered, his voice filled with a warring mix of wonder and confusion.
“I don’t smell
anything,” Noah replied, panicked. With the scent of his own arousal perfuming
the air, it was just a matter of time before Dax picked up on it. He needed to
get away—fast. “If you don’t mind, I need to get past you. I have things to do.”
A large hand
shot out and grabbed the front of his shirt as he made to go around the big
Beta. “Will you just wait a minute? You know, you’re kind of being an ass right
now.”
Dax flashed Noah
a devastating smile that should have been illegal and did ridiculous things to
his libido. It took every ounce of control Noah had not to respond to it.
“From what my
brothers tell me, being an ass is one of my major talents. Now that you’ve
confirmed the rumor, I really do need to get going.”
Noah tried to
pull away, but Dax held firm. He wasn’t going anywhere unless he jerked away hard enough to
rip the shirt from his body. While it might get him his freedom, it would be
pretty suspicious and was sure to garner him way more attention than he wanted.
Dax took another
step toward him, bringing their bodies flush. There was no way Dax could miss
the state of his arousal. The answering bulge that prodded his thigh just
served to make his own cock that much harder. He held his breath when Dax leaned in, burying
his face in the curve of Noah’s neck, drawing in a breath then releasing it on
a sigh. At that moment, Noah knew all his work to distance himself from Dax had
been wasted. The mate was out of the bag. He expected questions, but they never
came. Dax leaned more fully into Noah, nosing his way behind his ear where
he drew
in deep lungfuls of Noah’s scent.
“You smell so
good,” Dax practically purred.
They stood
frozen there for what could have been hours. Noah knew he should pull away, but
with the man he’d longed for finally in his arms, he couldn’t fight the
instinctive need to keep him close. He allowed Dax to settle against him, his weight a comforting presence
after so much time spent in his self-imposed seclusion.
When Dax finally
lifted his head, his eyes were wide, brimming with a combination of need,
confusion and such overwhelming happiness that it nearly stole Noah’s breath.
To be on the receiving end of a look like that was both humbling and
terrifying. Dax scanned Noah’s face, his focus alternating between Noah’s eyes
and mouth, before lowering
his head back into
the curve of Noah’s
shoulder.
There was hot,
moist breath on Noah’s neck then the press of soft lips skimming up the side of
his throat. A guttural moan tore free of Noah’s chest as Dax’s wet tongue
traced up the cord of his neck before nipping a path back down. What was left
of his control snapped, leaving him powerless to fight his building lust.
Grabbing Dax’s hips in a punishing grip, Noah ground his swollen
cock against Dax’s equally hard shaft. They settled into a grueling pace,
Noah could feel himself getting closer to release with every thrust of his hips.
Pulling away
from Noah’s throat, Dax tilted his head and brought his mouth down on Noah’s in
a brutal meeting of teeth and tongues. There was no gentleness in the kiss, and
that was just fine with Noah. For months, he had imagined what it would be like
to kiss this man. Now he knew and it was more than he’d ever imagined. It was
mind blowing. It was amazing how something so simple could shake his world so
completely. The kiss was bruising and rough but also full of care and passion.
Noah had never experienced anything like it and was loving every second.
It took them a
moment to get in sync, both men
struggling for control,
but they soon
found a rhythm that allowed them to share the dominant role seamlessly. Give
and take took on a new meaning when describing their intimacy. Noah lost
himself in the pleasure of their coupling, too far gone for the outside world
to even register. The
need for oxygen finally became too great. He jerked away, heaving and gasping
for breath as he tried to drag air back into his depleted lungs.
Noah was at a
loss for what to say. He couldn’t believe he had allowed himself to lose
control so completely. His plan to give Dax the freedom to find a more
deserving life partner was becoming less and less likely by the minute. It
would have been difficult
to let the man go before. Now that he knew what his hard body felt like,
pressed tight against his own, Noah wasn’t sure it was even still possible to
walk away.
Daring a glance
in his mate’s direction, Noah took in his wide eyes and lust-blown pupils. A
smug sense of satisfaction filled him as he realized that he’d been the one to
cause such a reaction in the powerful
Beta. A smile quirked the side of Noah’s mouth as he licked his kiss-swollen
lips, savoring the sweet flavor of his mate on his tongue. Dax, on the other
hand, looked shell-shocked.
Quirking a brow,
Noah met his mate’s eyes. “Dax?”
Dax swallowed,
eyes wide with confusion. His quietly murmured answer barely reached Noah’s
ears.
“Mate?”
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