Page 36 of Tempest

He waited for Ore to get ahold of himself and meet his eyes once more, a smile still teasing at the corners of that lush mouth. Reclining back against the cushions, he tucked a thumb into the waist of his sweats.

That sobered Ore up in a hurry.

“You know I’ll always protect you like that, right?”

A soft look tinged with sadness filled Ore’s dark eyes. “I know I’m safe with you while I’m here, yes. You’re so protective of everyone, I’m just grateful to get to feel it.”

While I’m here.

Cash’s panther snarled in protest, but he couldn’t force out the words he wanted to scream.You’re not leaving me!What would be the point? No matter how much either of them might want that, it didn’t make it reality.

Shaking off the upsetting thoughts before they could ruin his mood, Cash tugged his waistband down an inch, exposing the top of a tattoo and a smattering of hair. “You want to feel more than my protection though.”

A grin blossomed on his face at the cheesy line. “I really do.”

“Come here.”

Ore tipped forward, going straight for his groin, but Cash stopped him, grabbing his upper arm. “No, up here, little bit. I want to taste that mouth before you taste me.”

Sucking in a hitching breath, Ore eased up his body to hover over him. The cocksureness was gone, leaving behind his sweet and shy little bird.

Gently, giving him plenty of time to pull away, Cash threaded his fingers through that soft, wild hair and guided him down, his other hand slipping around Ore’s back to hold him steady. His rose-pink lips were just a little damp, and so fucking tempting, calling to Cash like a siren song.

He knew, without a doubt, once he got a taste of his little bit, there would be no turning back. He couldn’t have him and then give him up.

The thought would have been enough to stop him a week ago.

But now?

Cash jumped in with both feet.

He groaned as his mouth slid over Ore’s, the softest of touches, and earned him a tiny little whimper. Shit, he wanted all of Ore’s noises. Soft and loud. Big and small. Pleading and demanding.

He wanted everything.

Brushing against Ore’s lips a few more times, he finally coaxed him into chasing Cash’s mouth and then parted his lips to let his bird have a taste. His tongue was tentative, barely slipping inside before retreating, but when Cash mimicked him, doing the same thing to Ore, he got a frustrated sound.

Grinning against his sweet mouth, Cash gave a tiny nip to that bottom lip that had been tempting him for days. Ore gasped and pulled back for a second, gazing down at Cash with blown pupils, the scent of his arousal so thick in the air Cash could taste it on the back of his tongue.

He half expected Ore to scoot back down the couch and get to what he was apparently craving, but instead, he dove forward and slanted their mouths together. Pure pleasure streaked down his spine when Ore just about licked his tonsils.

Much better.

He let Ore explore and lead for a few minutes, relaxing and enjoying how good his little body felt sprawled across hismuch bigger one. When Ore squirmed against him and he felt a wet patch on the shirt rubbing against his skin, he let go and devoured every inch of Ore’s mouth.

When he couldn’t stand not touching his bare skin, he grabbed a handful of T-shirt and yanked it up, exposing Ore’s perfect, tiny ass. Groaning, he slid his palm over the exquisite handful that was one of his cheeks.

Ore tore his mouth away, both of them panting heavily. “I love your hands on me.”

“Me too,” he rumbled and refocused on the delicate arch of Ore’s neck. He ran his tongue up the slender column and then rubbed his face over as much of his skin as he could reach, wanting his scent so deep in Ore’s pores no one would ever doubt who he belonged to.

“But I still want to suck that monster you’re poking me with.”

Cash coughed out a laugh and gave the cheek in his hand a firm squeeze. “By all means, help yourself.”

He’d barely gotten the words out, and Ore was wiggling down his front to lie between his spread thighs. His shirt was scrunched up under his arms, but he didn’t seem to notice, snagging the edge of Cash’s waistband and tugging it down.

As soon as his cock was fully exposed, Ore seemed to lose focus, leaving his sweats tangled around the tops of his thighs as he stared at what he’d uncovered.

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