Page 6 of Silas's Sweetheart

“Did I miss anything?”

He blinked, then blinked again to focus on Ziggy when he heard amusement, only then realizing his hand was squeezing his cock.

What. The. Fuck. Was. He. Playing. At?

He was losing his goddamn mind, gripping his cock in front of his PA. He purposefully placed his hand on the desk. “I’ll send an email of the list of requirements that are to be dealt with urgently, along with all the projects I’m currently working on.” He ran through those he could remember while avoiding looking directly at Ziggy. “Do you have all that?”

How hard he worked to add neutrality to his voice was no joke. He needed the omega out of his office so he could get his fucking shit together.

How do you propose to do that?The snark from his wolf side was not what he needed right then.

“Yep.” Ziggy rose slowly and as he lifted his arm up to push a hand through his hair, the loose-fitting shirt rose to reveal a sliver of pale pink silk.

Holy-fucking-Christ, was he wearing the silky underwear under his clothes? To work?

Faint.

He felt faint.

Where the shitting hell was the air?

Ziggy’s face swam in and out of focus and Silas gripped the edge of his desk, willing the other man to leave before he passed out.

“Good…”

As trained moment passed, then Ziggy swung around and disappeared out of the door. Whatever Ziggy’s reaction was to his behavior, yeah, Silas couldn’t tell because he was barely hanging on. The second it clicked shut, Silas shoved everything into a pile on the corner of his desk and rested his forehead against the cool wood, gulping like a damn fish out of water. Images of what Ziggy had done to him played like a damn movie on repeat.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

What the ever loving fuck was happening to him?

Lust… it was just lust.

Chapter Two

Ziggy

Tangled in the sheets, sleeping, Ziggy moved feverishly to rub his overheated body against the soft cotton. His skin was ablaze, every molecule on fire with lust. He sought the release his body craved.

A pair of eyes the color of a stormy ocean drew him like a moth to a flame. Lost in the desire, Ziggy was unable to resist the intense passion in eyes that begged so beautifully. The offered invitation to take the man apart and reveal who he was on the most basic level.

I can give you what you want, you only have to trust me.

The words echoed through him as his hands clenched in the sheets, his hips rolling, feeling the hard muscles quiver as his silk-covered body slid over the expansive chest.

Yes. Please, use me.

I will, don’t worry. But first, I am going to drive you insane. Until you forget your own name. Know what it’s like to bemindless to the well of passion trapped inside you. You want that, don’t you?

Yes. Fuck, yes. All of it, sweetheart. Anything. Everything.

Ziggy’s gaze never wavered from the storm brewing in the man standing by the bed, naked and aroused. His body wasn’t that of a gym goer, fuck no. Ziggy could tell it was honed through manual labor, making it all the more attractive. There wasn’t an ounce of fat under the golden caramel, weather beaten skin. Smooth everywhere. His fork tongue slipped from between his teeth as his snake scented the air, tasting, hunting their prey.

Yummy,it hissed.

Let’s find out,Ziggy suggested in full agreement. His eagerness was at an all-time high. Hidden Desires was a real find when he’d moved into Hazardville. He’d done a search knowing he’d not cope alone after having had an alpha to help him through his heat for over two years. Right now, Ziggy felt none of the maudlin feelings that had brought him here when paired with the man in front of him.

Lie on your back in the middle of the bed.

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