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His mate’s body tensed, then melted beneath his touch. Every flick of Miguel’s tongue drew new sounds, soft gasps, half-formed curses, his name spoken like a prayer. Miguel lost himself in the rhythm, alternating between gentle pressure and broad strokes, feeling Jared’s thighs quiver beneath his hands.

Miguel spread his mate wider, exposing him completely before circling his tongue around the tight pucker, teasing, exploring, before pushing against the resistance. The taste was musky, intimate. Pure Jared.

From above came broken sounds, half-formed words swallowed by moans. Miguel gripped his ass, fingers digging into the muscle as he worked his tongue deeper, feeling the tight ring of muscle relax by degrees.

“Miguel. Oh god,” Jared’s voice cracked, his body trembling beneath Miguel.

His mate’s cock hung heavy between his legs, precum dotting the slit. Miguel wrapped his hand around it, stroking in time with the movements of his tongue as he returned to Jared’s entrance. The dual sensations had Jared rocking back against his face, seeking more.

Curling his tongue, Miguel pressed inside. The muscle gave way, tight heat gripping his tongue as he worked it deeper. His hands kneaded the flesh of Jared’s ass, spreading him wider.

“Never felt…” Jared panted, words fragmenting. “So fucking good.”

Miguel doubled his efforts, tongue delving deeper while his hand moved faster, squeezing just beneath the head with each upstroke. The dual sensations proved too much.

“Miguel!” The word burst from Jared’s lips, muffled against the couch cushion. Miguel pulled back, flipped his mate over, engulfing his cock just as hot ribbons of cum shot down his throat. Miguel swallowed greedily, licking the prick clean.

Chapter Six

Jared lay panting, struggling to catch his breath. Once he could think clearly again, he propped himself up on his elbows, biting his lower lip.

Miguel was kneeling back, watching him with an intense reverence that shimmered in his deep blue eyes.

The hard outline in Miguel’s pants drew Jared’s attention. A slow smiled formed, his mouth watering to taste the man’s cock in his mouth.

Just as he reached for the snap of Miguel’s jeans, a powerful sensation surged through him. His cheetah yowled, trying to break free and claim Miguel as its mate.

Jared gasped as his eyebrows shot up, feeling his eyes glow at his cheetah’s determination.

“Miguel,” he whispered, his voice a soft, breathy exhalation.

“My wolf did the same,” he said, gently brushing his knuckles over Jared’s cheek. “He’s claimed you, mi elegido.”

“What does that mean?” Jared asked, leaning into his touch.

“My chosen one,” Miguel replied with a warm smile. “How do cheetahs say it?”

“My chosen one?” Jared repeated.

Miguel nodded.

“Il mio Prescelto.” Jared felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Xavier was still pissed about Kia bonding with a wolf, and now Jared had to tell him he was about to do the same thing.

Shit. He would have to tell his parents too. His mom and dad were loving and supportive, but this? Mated to a wolf? Jared dropped back down to the couch, tossing an arm over his eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Miguel lifted Jared’s arm, concern in his mate’s eyes. “Talk to me, kitten.”

His mate. Jared’s cheetah had chosen a mate. It still didn’t feel real to him, and Jared wondered if he could’ve been mistaken. But the feeling inside his chest, and the way his animal was acting, said it all.

“My parents,” Jared said, entwining his fingers with Miguel’s. “I’m not sure how they’re going to take the news.”

His mate stretched out next to him, his hard cock pressed into Jared’s side. How could he calmly lay there with a hard-on? Jared turned to his side, facing Miguel.

“Do you want me to help you break the news?” Miguel propped his head on his hand. “We could meet them somewhere neutral so we don’t have to get our alphas involved.”

Jared considered his offer. On the one hand, having Miguel there would be nice. His parents weren’t going to freak out in a public place.

Maybe.

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