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Kinsey’s lip curled up in the corner. “Thank you, Corey. You’re right. What you say matters too.” He pulled Matt into a bone-crushing hug. “Tell me you understand.”
Matt snuggled into the tight embrace, burying his face in Kinsey’s armpit. “I’ll try.”
“I will tell you as often as you need to hear it.” Kinsey stroked his fingers through Matt’s hair. “You are my world.”
I turned to Jonas. “I remember when you used to talk to me like that. I guess the honeymoon period is—” I yelped when a very naked, and now somewhat erect, Jonas grabbed me.
“Bedroom. Now.”
Well, that made me grin. Seems it worked better than I’d intended.
CHAPTER14
JONAS
You knowCorey was baiting you.
Of course I knew. And I didn’t give a good goddamn. I had a chance to fuck my mate again, and I was damn well going to take it.
“Strip,” I ordered.
Corey scrambled to comply, obviously not caring that he was making a mess. I stood and watched, loving the flush that crept up Corey’s body. Once everything was off, I pointed to the bed.
“Hands and knees.”
“Jonas, I—”
I laid a heavy smack on Corey’s ass, delighting in the yelp that escaped his lips. “Hands and knees.”
Corey climbed onto the queen-sized bed, his face buried in the comforter. I was about to try something I’d only heard about in school, but couldn’t wait. I moved closer and slid a hand over Corey’s cheeks. They were so warm. The red handprint where I’d spanked made me worry. We’d never talked about sex, and I had no idea if—
“Are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to put your dick in me at some point?” He grinned and gave me a wink. “Oh, and that smack? We are so going to be doing that again.”
He liked toys. He liked a little slap and tickle. Yeah, Fate made the perfect mate for me.
I grabbed a globe in each hand and spread Corey’s cheeks. There it was. That pink pucker that drove me wild. Along with everything else about his man.
“What are you doing?”
Corey’s voice went up an octave as I dove in and speared that hole with my tongue. I flattened my tongue and laved up the crease, Corey whimpering his need. This was what I loved most, the chance to make Corey come apart under my touch. Those years without him had been agony. Not being able to put a hand on Corey gutted me every day.
“Jonas. Oh, God. Jonas.”
The pleading tone enflamed me. I had years to make up to Corey, and I looked forward to every day for the rest of our lives.
“Please, Jonas. Please.”
“Please what, Core?” I stroked a hand over his hip. “Tell me what you want.”
He shook his head. “I don’t know. I need you, but I don’t know what it is I want.”
Jonas chuckled. “Oh, I think you know exactly what you need, but you’re afraid to say it.”
He shook his head, then covered his face with the pillow.
I sure wasn’t having that. I gripped his neck and pulled him up firmly, but gently. “You can’t hide from me, Core. Never could. I see you, no matter what you do. Now, why don’t you save us both some time and tell me what it is you want here?”
He coughed. “I saw this video once….” His cheeks flamed red. “The one guy was riding the other. Do you think that’s something you might want to—”
