“Why are we in here?”
Snooke removed his hands as Kane turned around. “I thought maybe you didn’t want to go in there. You’ve been sleeping on the couch every night since the attack.”
It was true. The room had scared the hell out of him. Every time he looked toward the bedroom, a cold dread would seize his heart. “Then make the memories better for me.”
Kane hesitated, watching Snooke intently. “Are you sure?”
He loved how protective Kane was with him. “I’m sure.” A powerful tremor shook his body as Kane’s eyes darkened.
“Then we’ll make a memory that will block out any other thought.” Kane placed his hands over Snooke’s and walked backwards, smiling down at him, and then winked. Snooke felt his body flush from that one wink.
Kane had the power to bring him to his knees with one smile, one caress, and it sent his senses soaring every time his mate made love to him. Kane’s fingers raked over the palms of Snooke’s hands, making his skin break out in goose bumps.
Snooke groaned when Kane’s hands skimmed up his back, making him arch his back as Kane kissed him down his neck, and then around to the shell of his ear. “I’ve missed you.”
Snooke was flying in Kane’s arms. Dry lips brushed across his cheek, moving slowly, teasingly, until Kane’s lips met his. Snooke opened, lapping at Kane’s mouth, drinking him in.
“Free me,” Kane whispered against his lips.
Snooke unsnapped Kane’s pants, his fingers moving over the denim as Kane cupped his face, his thumbs running back and forth over Snooke’s skin. His hand pulled at the waistband of Kane’s underwear, feeling the hot and swollen head of Kane’s cock. Kane moaned, his legs spreading apart as Snooke grabbed his mate’s erection.
No place. There was no place Snooke ever wanted to be if Kane wasn’t there with him. Kane was his whole world, his love, his life, his every breath. He slanted his head, using his tongue to indulge in the taste of Kane’s mouth.
He released his mate’s cock, skimming his hands around Kane’s tight waist, feeling sensual skin beneath his fingers as he pushed Kane’s pants down to his thighs. Now he had room to explore. His hands covered the swollen skin between Kane’s powerful legs, marveling at how his fist couldn’t close around the shaft. His free hand glided over Kane’s sac, letting the tip of his index finger run behind the wrinkled sac, playing with the sensitive skin between Kane’s hole and his balls.
“Oh god, shorty.” Kane’s breathing was harsh, ragged. His mouth hovered over Snooke’s as he groaned. The warrior’s eyes fluttered closed. His face was registering pure pleasure. Snooke looked on in awe. He was doing that, making this massive demon crumble right in front of him.
Kane’s fingers held onto Snooke’s face as Kane clenched his jaw. He could feel the warrior’s cock pulsing in his hand. Snooke was determined to bring Kane off. He used the pre-cum as lubricant, stroking Kane as his mate slowly opened his eyes, staring at Snooke with such raw need that Snooke’s breath caught in his chest.
Kane’s eyes wrinkled, looking lost as his breathing became even more ragged. His mouth opened, a small whimper escaped, and then his cock shot seed like a hot volcanic burst of power. Kane was still hovering his mouth over Snooke’s, gasping and moaning. Snooke licked his lips, panting at the vision of beauty.
“S–shorty.” Kane plunged his hands through Snooke’s hair, closing the distance, consuming Snooke as he picked him up and laid him on the bed. Kane removed Snooke’s shirt, pushing it off and away from them as he latched onto one of Snooke’s nipples, sucking on it like it was pure heaven.
Snooke planted his feet on the bed, lost in the feeling of Kane’s strong and powerful body blanketing his. Snooke’s hips came off the bed, thrusting his hard cock into Kane’s stomach. He wanted his pants off now. He needed to feel his skin connect with his mate’s. “Take them off,” he whined. “Kane, take my pants off.”
Kane’s mouth never left his chest as he reached between them, his hands moving desperately over Snooke’s clasp, nearly ripping the fabric apart as he worked in a haste to rid Snooke of his clothes. Snooke lifted his feet, allowing Kane to take them all the way off.
Better.
Much better.
Snooke flexed his ass once again, his cock colliding against Kane’s abdomen. He was out of control, drowning in the fire that was consuming him. It was in his belly. The fire started there, skyrocketing through his system to engulf his entire being. He dug his fingernails into Kane’s back, fucking Kane’s lower stomach. His ass clenched as he thrust forward again.