Jared Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Anitra Lynn McLeod Page A

but if I forget, you remind me, okay?”
    “I will.”
    “Good.” Easton considered. “But wait. How can he be deaf when we are genetically engineered?”
    “His mate, my brother, Gannon, said he got sick when he was an adolescent and it ruined his ears.” Jared was still rubbing Easton’s belly, but his gaze kept wandering down the length of his body.
    After a moment, Easton realized why he was looking that direction. “You want to see if it’s true, don’t you? You want to see if my hole is pink.”
    “Yeah.” Jared met his gaze and blushed lightly. “Just curious.”
    Since he wasn’t determined to inspect Easton’s neck anymore, he thought this would be the perfect distraction, and he was curious about the state of his own body. However, he didn’t want to give in too readily. If he did, his mate might think he showed his private parts to everyone.
    “Wait, what are you doing?” Easton didn’t have a chance to play hard to get, because Jared eased him backward until he was lying on the table.
    “I’m inspecting my mate.” Jared made a great show of looking Easton over. He extended his limbs all the way, counted his fingers and toes, and then he poked, prodded, and probed every spot he could reach before he placed a chair between Easton’s tightly pressed together legs. “Don’t be shy now, boy. A man wants to see what he’s paying for.”
    Easton burst into gales of laughter. “You sound just like the thrall merchant!”
    “I do?” Jared peered at Easton as he trailed one finger down the line made by his held-together thighs. “Come on, now, and spread your legs.”
    The look on Jared’s face was playful but passionate. A long time ago, Easton had understood perfectly the reason for erotic play. It was a way of easing tensions and readying oneself for the time when play would become real life. Easton felt a charge of fear galvanize his body, because there had been one who took play too far, but that was long ago, and he trusted the man above him. Jared wouldn’t hurt him or use him then toss him aside. He wasn’t that kind of man. With his help, Easton parted his legs.
    Jared’s gaze moved from his belly down his legs. “You’re really beautiful.”
    “Thank you.”
    “You sound surprised.”
    “I’ve just never thought of myself in that way.” Easton would gladly change his opinion of that, because every time Jared looked at him, he felt more stunning than he ever had.
    “If you don’t want me to do this, I don’t have to.” Jared started to press Easton’s legs back together, but Easton forced them apart.
    “I want you to see me. All of me. I know you won’t be cruel.”
    “Cruel? Oh, no. Not ever.” Jared leaned forward and kissed each of Easton’s knees then settled himself on the chair he’d placed between his legs.
    Easton closed his eyes, wondering what he looked like to his mate. He heard the chair scrape across the floor, and then he felt Jared’s breath tickling the inside of his thighs. It seemed like forever since either of them had said something, but Easton didn’t want to be pushy, so he kept quiet.
    “Relax. Let me just look at you.”
    Easton wasn’t so certain that he could release the tension in his body, but then Jared’s big hands made soothing circles on his legs as he eased them back. Eventually, Easton was holding his legs up with his hands cupped behind his knees.
    “You really are pink.”
    Easton looked down right as Jared looked up.
    “You’re pink and perfect and—”
    Jared’s face disappeared, and the next thing Easton knew was the feel of his tongue making soothing circles around the tight ring of flesh that protected his hole. Unable to control himself, he uttered a cry of surrender and then said something about giving himself completely to Jared as long as he didn’t stop.
    “I won’t stop.” Jared teased his pointed tongue all over his most sensitive and private flesh, making Easton wonder about the presentation of his