Gibson Martin has always loved two things, to
cook and to sing. One of them he excels at, the other, well his motto is if
you don’t like it, leave. When he meets Alpha, Talon Ramirez, who
happens to be his mate he’s overjoyed the man doesn’t grumble about his voice,
which others compare to an animal dying.
Talon Ramirez thinks his mate’s off-key singing
is adorable. He especially likes the way Gibson’s loses himself to the
music while shaking his ass and singing his heart out while cooking the best
food Talon has ever tasted. Now he just needs to find a way to keep his
mate safe while the rebels plan an attack against Juarez that will devastate
the city.
Will they be able to overcome the danger in
store for them? Will Gibson’s singing get any better?
Or will Talon’s men need to buy earplugs?
Excerpt:
Gibson flipped
all of Talon’s switches. Big expressive eyes that burned with desire just about
broke Talon’s resolve to go slow. Only his desire to give to his mate time had
Talon able to control himself.
Talon smiled
down at his mate. He placed his hand around the nape of Gibson’s neck to draw
him closer. “I’m sure you know about mates from Zeke but I need you to
understand, once I claim you there will be no turning back. You’ll be mine,
body and soul.” He knew his words might scare off Gibson but Talon was a
dominate man. Hiding it wouldn’t do either of them any good.
Hazel eyes
flashed with fire. “As long as you understand, you’ll belong to me, body and
soul, also.”
A huge smile
crossed Talon’s face as he realized just how strong his mate was. “Got it,
sweetness.”
He leaned down
to kiss that lush mouth but Gibson leaned away from him. Gibson stood there
with a look of contemplation for several moments. Worried his mate had changed
his mind about mating, Talon waited Gibson out.
Finally Gibson
said, “I’m not sure I like that nickname, but for now I’ll let it go.” Pushing
up on his tiptoes, his mate slammed their mouths together for breath-stealing
kiss.
Tongues dueled
for dominance until Gibson finally capitulated. The fact that his mate didn’t
easily give just inflamed Talon more. When his mate finally did surrender,
Talon couldn’t deny the thrill of victory that surged through his veins.
Needing to touch
more skin, his hands quickly pulled Gibson’s shirt over his head. Talon lips
trailed down his mate’s neck. A gasp of pleasure told him he’d hit a hot spot.
He continued to nip the area where he would mark his mate as his.
For several
minutes he nipped, licked, and sucked the sensitive area all the while
divesting Gibson of his pants. Thankfully Gibson had already kicked off his
shoes, for Talon had forgotten to remove them first. If he didn’t find a way to
calm down, he’d end up rushing this, but for the life of him, Talon wasn’t sure
how to slow down. Gibson was everything he’d ever imagined in a mate and he
wanted to bury himself in the man.
His hands roamed
over the creamiest skin he’d ever felt. The texture was like pure silk, it was
so soft. When his hands reached Gibson’s ass, he couldn’t help kneading those
muscular globes as he spread them apart while one finger rubbed against that
puckered hole.
His mate’s head
rolled back on his shoulders while his ass arched back into Talon’s touch. A
deep groan spilled from Gibson’s kiss-swollen lips. Gods, his mate was
breathtaking. He pulled Gibson closer once more so their groins were rubbing
against each other.
“Oh fuck!”
Gibson exclaimed. “That feels so good.”
Talon couldn’t
take his eyes off his mate as he started to thrust against him. The friction on
his prick was mind blowing. Gibson would thrust forward, then arch back to get
more pressure from Talon’s finger against his hole. Talon let him continue his
beautiful dance as those hips moved to music only Gibson heard.
As much Talon
wanted to see his mate fall apart in his arms, he wanted them naked first. Reluctantly,
he pulled his hands from that perfect ass. Gibson’s whimper of denial almost
had him changing his mind. Forcing himself to take a step back, Talon sucked in
air at the perfection before him.
It was all lean
muscle and silky smooth skin with one small exception, nipple rings. Reaching
out with one hand, he flicked the one on the right. His mate gasped. “Do you
shave?” Talon asked even as he flicked the other ring.
A pretty blush
crept up Gibson’s neck going into his cheeks even as his chest arched for more
of Talon’s touches. “I had it removed permanently.”
There were laser
treatments that would allow someone to never have to shave but he’d never
actually met anyone who’d done it. Of course he’d never cared enough to ask
anyone before. He had to admit it was sexy as fuck. Licking his lips, he asked,
“Everywhere?”
Seeing the lust
in Talon’s gaze, Gibson’s lips turned up while his eyes flashed mischief. Instead
of a verbal answer, he turned around bent over, showing his hairless rosebud.
Talon groaned
loudly. He had to thump his cock hard to stop himself from spurting in his
jeans. As it was, they were wet as his cock was dripping a steady stream of
pre-cum. No longer able to take this slowly, he ripped his own clothes off his
body. When he saw Gibson staring at him with his mouth wide open he gave his
mate a wicked smile
“Fuck me,” his
mate whispered.
Talon couldn’t
deny the rush of pleasure at his mate’s reaction. “That’s the plan,” he told
Gibson before picking him up and throwing him on the bed.
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