hands on Cole. I won’t let them.”
“And neither will I,” Malcolm said before pulling Luke free of his pants. His heart caught in his throat, making it dry and thick as he stared at his mate’s length. Malcolm blinked a few times, the realization kicking in that he was about to fuck a man.
The one and only time he’d been with another man wasn’t much of a memory. The guy had given Malcolm a blow job. That was it.
This was a whole different ball game now.
Without an ego attached to his claim, Malcolm knew he was much larger when it came to cocks.
Much, much larger.
Would he hurt Luke?
Malcolm pushed the worry to the back of his mind as he leaned forward and sucked in one perfect nipple. He groaned at the knowledge that Luke tasted better than he had imagined. His skin was paler than Malcolm’s, a contrast that was truly breathtaking to him.
“Take it off,” Luke whispered as he tugged at Malcolm’s shirt.
Malcolm leaned back, pulling his shirt over his head, showing Luke every cut of muscle he possessed. He had never even considered his body before, but now that his mate lay there looking at him in reverence, Malcolm was pleased that he was so well-defined. Working on the ranch kept him in shape along with his long runs in his bear form. He was grateful that he had stayed in shape.
Luke’s warm hands skimmed over his pectorals and abdomen, his fingers playing over Malcolm’s six-pack. He could feel Luke’s fingertips etching over every defined line. He knelt there, allowing his mate to explore his body. Luke had every right to explore Malcolm’s body. The slim man was his mate and vice versa. Although he prayed Luke didn’t study his body all night. He had other plans for Luke and Malcolm knew he wouldn’t have the patience to wait much longer.
“Pants,” Luke panted as his eyes lowered to stare at Malcolm’s groin, his tongue sliding out to lick his bottom lip. The sight of hunger in Luke’s eyes and seeing the pink appendage wetting his lower lip made Malcolm’s cock even harder, almost to the point of pain as he scooted from the bed and stripped naked.
Malcolm quickly crawled back onto the bed, not wanting Luke to worry over his size. That was the last thing he wanted. The moment was too perfect to ruin. He knew there was nothing to worry about. He realized this. Fate wouldn’t give him a mate he would hurt. Malcolm relaxed at this knowledge.
Pulling Luke into his arms, Malcolm kissed his mate’s neck and laved his ears. He inhaled his mate’s savory and wild scent as he nibbled his way over to Luke’s other ear. His eyes snapped up when he saw Luke’s ears moving.
Did elves do that?
Apparently so.
He groaned at the way they wiggled, his lips kissing one tip, and then the other, his hands skimming up Luke’s sides and down his back, feeling his calluses lightly scrape his mate’s smooth flesh. The man seemed so tiny in his arms, even though Luke was tall. But being the size Malcolm was, it made Luke seem small, fragile.
His fingers roamed over Luke’s flared cheeks, squeezing them gently as his tongue traced his mate’s collarbone. Luke groaned, tilting his head to the side.
His hands roamed over Luke’s body, getting familiar with what was now his. He could discover every nook and cranny and still not tire of seeing such perfection.
Malcolm was a bit surprised when Luke pushed on his chest, knocking Malcolm onto his back. “What was that for?” Had he done something wrong? Had he hurt Luke with his weight without realizing it?
“Watch,” Luke said as he slid down Malcolm’s body.
Oh, he was watching, all right. Malcolm couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of Luke as Luke’s fingers raked through the hair in the center of Malcolm’s body. The sensation wrapped around Malcolm’s spine, making his whole body shiver.
Just from that one intimate touch.
“You liked that?”
Malcolm nodded as Luke leaned forward and captured his cock between those supple lips. He
“And neither will I,” Malcolm said before pulling Luke free of his pants. His heart caught in his throat, making it dry and thick as he stared at his mate’s length. Malcolm blinked a few times, the realization kicking in that he was about to fuck a man.
The one and only time he’d been with another man wasn’t much of a memory. The guy had given Malcolm a blow job. That was it.
This was a whole different ball game now.
Without an ego attached to his claim, Malcolm knew he was much larger when it came to cocks.
Much, much larger.
Would he hurt Luke?
Malcolm pushed the worry to the back of his mind as he leaned forward and sucked in one perfect nipple. He groaned at the knowledge that Luke tasted better than he had imagined. His skin was paler than Malcolm’s, a contrast that was truly breathtaking to him.
“Take it off,” Luke whispered as he tugged at Malcolm’s shirt.
Malcolm leaned back, pulling his shirt over his head, showing Luke every cut of muscle he possessed. He had never even considered his body before, but now that his mate lay there looking at him in reverence, Malcolm was pleased that he was so well-defined. Working on the ranch kept him in shape along with his long runs in his bear form. He was grateful that he had stayed in shape.
Luke’s warm hands skimmed over his pectorals and abdomen, his fingers playing over Malcolm’s six-pack. He could feel Luke’s fingertips etching over every defined line. He knelt there, allowing his mate to explore his body. Luke had every right to explore Malcolm’s body. The slim man was his mate and vice versa. Although he prayed Luke didn’t study his body all night. He had other plans for Luke and Malcolm knew he wouldn’t have the patience to wait much longer.
“Pants,” Luke panted as his eyes lowered to stare at Malcolm’s groin, his tongue sliding out to lick his bottom lip. The sight of hunger in Luke’s eyes and seeing the pink appendage wetting his lower lip made Malcolm’s cock even harder, almost to the point of pain as he scooted from the bed and stripped naked.
Malcolm quickly crawled back onto the bed, not wanting Luke to worry over his size. That was the last thing he wanted. The moment was too perfect to ruin. He knew there was nothing to worry about. He realized this. Fate wouldn’t give him a mate he would hurt. Malcolm relaxed at this knowledge.
Pulling Luke into his arms, Malcolm kissed his mate’s neck and laved his ears. He inhaled his mate’s savory and wild scent as he nibbled his way over to Luke’s other ear. His eyes snapped up when he saw Luke’s ears moving.
Did elves do that?
Apparently so.
He groaned at the way they wiggled, his lips kissing one tip, and then the other, his hands skimming up Luke’s sides and down his back, feeling his calluses lightly scrape his mate’s smooth flesh. The man seemed so tiny in his arms, even though Luke was tall. But being the size Malcolm was, it made Luke seem small, fragile.
His fingers roamed over Luke’s flared cheeks, squeezing them gently as his tongue traced his mate’s collarbone. Luke groaned, tilting his head to the side.
His hands roamed over Luke’s body, getting familiar with what was now his. He could discover every nook and cranny and still not tire of seeing such perfection.
Malcolm was a bit surprised when Luke pushed on his chest, knocking Malcolm onto his back. “What was that for?” Had he done something wrong? Had he hurt Luke with his weight without realizing it?
“Watch,” Luke said as he slid down Malcolm’s body.
Oh, he was watching, all right. Malcolm couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of Luke as Luke’s fingers raked through the hair in the center of Malcolm’s body. The sensation wrapped around Malcolm’s spine, making his whole body shiver.
Just from that one intimate touch.
“You liked that?”
Malcolm nodded as Luke leaned forward and captured his cock between those supple lips. He
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