Winter’s Caress(Brac Village 19)(27)

“L-language,” Dasani said halfheartedly.

Winter’s chuckle warmed Dasani from head to toe. “I might have to pay a thousand bucks to a swear jar,” his mate said as he kissed his way up Dasani’s neck, “because I plan to say all sorts of dirty and naughty things to you while I fuck you.”

Although the severed connection to his mother still made a part of Dasani’s heart ache, Winter’s approval had Dasani soaring through the clouds.





Chapter Nine




Winter couldn’t believe Dasani’s transformation. He wasn’t talking about the sexy way his mate looked, but the depression he’d sunk into. Winter had tried everything to bring Dasani out of it. Nothing had worked. Winter had begun to give up hope that he’d ever succeed.

Winter wasn’t foolish enough to think that Dasani’s emotional scars would heal overnight, but he was proud of the fact that his little bluebird was trying. That turned him on more than the tight little jeans the elf wore.

He flipped Frisco, Recker, and Steele off when the men hooted and howled at the two. He knew they were doing it in good fun, razing him, but all Winter could focus on was Dasani. He lifted his mate off his feet and carried him inside. Winter smiled widely when Ryker watched them with keen interest.

That’s right, drool over him.

He took the stairs two at a time and kicked his bedroom door open, slammed it closed, and then set Dasani on his feet. Winter had no idea where to begin. Dasani was delicious from his stylish hair down to his moccasin-covered feet.

Dasani held up his hands when Winter went for his pants. “Hang on,” he said and then took a shaky breath. “Before we go any further, I need to know something.”

Winter stopped dead in his tracks and nodded, trying his best to think around the need to ravish his mate. “Go ahead.”

Dasani wiped his wet palms down the front of his jeans. Winter could see how nervous his mate was, and curiosity settled in.

His mate glanced up at him and asked, “Where am I going to live?”

Winter stared at Dasani in disbelief. Had his mate just asked him that ridiculous question? “Here, of course.”

The tension around Dasani’s eyes faded. A smile wobbled across the man’s lips before he threw his arms around Winter. “Thank you.”

“That’s something you never have to thank me for, little bluebird,” Winter said as he caressed the back of his mate’s head. His fingers glided over the short strands, and he was surprised at how much he liked the short hair. “It’s not only my job to care for you, but a privilege as well.”

Dasani chuckled, and Winter could see a fine sheen of unshed tears in the man’s gorgeous eyes. “I’m not sure how I got so lucky.”

Winter purred softly as he brushed his cheek over his mate’s. “I’m the lucky one.” He dropped to his knees and unlaced Dasani’s moccasins. He inhaled sharply when he saw his mate’s painted toenails. Aside from Dasani’s beautifully made-up face, the sparkling toe polish was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Winter lifted Dasani’s right foot and sucked the man’s toes into his mouth.

Dasani chuckled, squirmed, and fell. Winter gaped at his mate when Dasani landed on his ass. “Are you okay?”

His mate was still laughing. “T–that tickles.”

Winter growled before sucking Dasani’s toes back into his mouth, lashing his tongue over the painted nails. Dasani laughed harder, writing around before he shouted, “Uncle!”

To hear his mate laugh after the horror he had been through had Winter’s heart expanding tenfold. He crawled over Dasani’s slight form and settled over the man, careful of his weight. “Then if I can’t lick you to orgasm, what shall I do?”

“Y–you can lick me.” Dasani turned a fine shade of light purple. “Just not my toes.”

Pushing from the floor, Winter stripped out of his clothes. “How about you be the one who licks?”

The thought had Winter’s already hard cock growing to a painful length. His erection pulsed as he stared down at the fallen angel on his floor. Dasani pushed onto his elbows and tilted his head upward, and Winter knew in that moment that he loved his little elf beyond measure. He also knew that his parents would have loved Dasani just as much.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Dasani asked.

“Like what?”

He could see the quick rise and fall of the man’s chest. “Like…like…I don’t know. Tenderly, I guess.”

Winter couldn’t speak past the growing lump in his throat. Instead, he grabbed his cock and crooked his finger at Dasani. Panting more heavily now, Dasani crawled to his knees and moved until his hands pressed into Winter’s thighs.