Galen (Sons of the Fallen Book 1) by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn [Osborn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Galen

I stared at the back of Simon’s head as he slept nestled in my arms. The early morning light came through the windows, though dark clouds gathered in the distance. A promise of the storm to come. The forecast said it was supposed to rain for the next three days.

The scent of rain already had hold of me though.

I buried my face in Simon’s soft hair, breathing him in. He calmed me, soothed the anger that always had me in its grip. And yet, I continued to fight my feelings for him.

I had to.

Losing Marcus, watching him die, had thrown me over the edge. I nearly hadn’t come back from it. However, what I felt for Simon went beyond that. I had never felt such a strong urge to protect someone… to love them. If I allowed him into my heart, there would be no coming back if I lost him. Which was why I needed to let him go.

The problem with that?

I didn’t think I could. Not anymore. I was already in too deep.

Goddammit.

The alarm on Simon’s phone went off, and he jolted from sleep before reaching over to silence it. He rubbed at his eyes before putting on his glasses and turning over to face me.

“Morning,” he croaked in an adorable voice.

“Good morning.”

“You coming in to work with me today?”

“Like you even need to ask.” I rolled him to his back and dropped a kiss to his collarbone. “I enjoyed flying with you in my arms last night.”

“Me too,” Simon responded, resting a hand on my side. “Once I stopped screaming anyway.”

I glided my lips up his neck and nibbled at his jaw. “The only screaming you did last night was when I took you to my bed.”

Simon trembled beneath me. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” I slid a hand down his ribs.

“Get me all worked up,” he said, his voice shaking. “I need to be at my store by eight thirty to open.”

I glanced at the time. “We have an hour.”

“Galen…” He cracked a smile as I kissed down his body. “God. You’re insatiable.”

“Can you blame me?” I gripped his base and brushed my lips over his cock head, loving the way he sucked in a breath. “Every inch of you is delectable. I could suck your cock every morning and night and still not have enough.”

“Well, I’m totally okay with you testing that theory.”

I grinned up at him before taking his length to the back of my throat. His fingers knotted in my hair, and his head tipped back. Fuck, he was beautiful.

In that moment, I didn’t care about my own pleasure. I just wanted to please him, to hear his moans as I brought him to orgasm.

Simon panted as his stomach muscles tensed, and then he was shooting down my throat, his fingers tightening in my hair. A swell of pride filled my chest, as did that familiar urge to make him mine in all ways possible. The latter one I did my best to ignore.

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