Hurricane by BA Tortuga

Author:BA Tortuga [Tortuga, BA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-837-9
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-10-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

MMM. THE bed smelled good.

Like sex.

Like them.

Shane chuckled, rubbing his cheeks on the pillows, jonesing on the fact that Galen was all over them.

Fuck, he was easier than advertised.

He heard another soft chuckle, low and growly, and he knew that was Len, watching him, jonesing on him.

“Mmm. Mornin’, Len.” He went to turn over, sit up.

Wait.

What?

“I thought we’d have a little fun, darlin’.” One big hand slid down his back, cupping his ass. “Guess what I found when I was cleaning yesterday?”

The cuffs. Obviously.

“Man, you’re either getting better at that or I’m sleeping harder….”

“I think you were half dead. All that hard work. Hard lovin’.” Oh, listen to that. He might not be able to see Galen, but he could hear the smile.

“Hard lovin’.” He shifted, knees sliding under him so he could stretch. “I might remember that.”

“Yeah? Still feeling it?” Those big hands moved him, turning him over on his back. His hands uncrossed, his arms stretching out and up.

“Mmm-hmm.” He sort of jonesed on it, that ache and stretch and burn.

“Love how you look like this.” Now he could see Len, all big and fuzzy and naked. It was a good look on the man.

“Mutual admiration, huh? Look at you.” He reached for Len, forgetting about the cuffs a second.

Oops.

“Uh-huh. You look. I’ll lick.” Len kissed his mouth, licking at his bottom lip.

“Mmm.” Licking. He was a fan. Hell, Len could do amazing things with that mouth.

Laughing, making a soft burst of breath fan his mouth, Len bent and kissed his chin, then his throat before sucking hard. Making a mark. He arched, chin lifting as he let Galen have his way. Damn, that was fine, but when Galen’s teeth started scraping his skin? It was way better.

The sharp sting when Len bit down over his Adam’s apple had him gasping, wiggling, trying to get closer.

“Jesus. You. I. Galen.”

“You, Shane. It’s all you.” That smile slid over his skin, finding the ball of his shoulder so Galen could bite down there too.

It was electricity, sliding right down his spine, and his fucking balls drew up with it.

Like he was sending a signal, Galen reached down, cupping his balls and rolling them. “Hot for me, darlin’?”

“When have I not been?” He spread wider, thighs shaking some.

“Never. I know it.” Len went to sucking up a mark on his chest after that, right beside his nipple. The fire inside him flared even higher, making him grunt.

“Gonna make me lose my mind.” His nipples went tight, aching around the rings.

“No. Just lose yourself for a bit….” That grin was pure evil. He got to see it for like, five seconds before Galen bent again, working his nipple rings.

“I….” Fucking shit. He arched as Galen pulled, chest following those lips, the pressure just the hottest thing ever.

“We need to get your chain….” Len was nipping, licking, working him like there was no tomorrow.

“Uh. Uh-huh.” Jesus, that was hot. It started a ball of flame, right in the pit of his belly.

“In fact….

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