New Recruit by Louise Collins

Author:Louise Collins
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, gay, lgbt, military, contemporary, series
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Chapter Seven

Babe surfaced from sleep and immediately traced the grin stretching his lips with his fingertips. Their nap had lasted longer than a nap, but Babe wasn’t complaining. Becket was sprawled around him, arm possessively hooked around his middle even when he was in the depths of sleep. His nose was pressed to the back of Babe’s nape, and each time he breathed in Babe forced himself not to squirm at the tickle. He was utterly pinned down by the other man, and he liked the feeling.

Becket’s hands had been everywhere, and Babe could still feel the places they’d gripped, his nails scratched, his mouth sucked, and his tongue lathered. Becket had owned his body like no one else.

Becket groaned, then tightened his grip on Babe. “What time is it?”

“03:20.”

“Shit.”

“What?”

“All that time wasted.”

Babe stroked Becket’s arm. “I didn’t feel like it was wasted.”

Becket didn’t reply, and Babe feared he’d said the wrong thing. Then a gentle bite to his neck had him relaxing into Becket’s hold.

“No, I guess not, I haven’t slept that well in … ever.”

Babe grinned. “Gibbs must’ve found somewhere else to stay the night.”

“Sorry about that, I—couldn’t wait any longer.”

There had been fire in Becket’s eyes, and the dominating words he’d spoken bounced around Babe’s head. Not only had Becket declared Babe was his, but he’d responded, given himself over. He wasn’t anyone else’s; he was Becket’s.

A whine cut through the quiet, followed seconds later by Becket’s mumbled apology.

“Hungry?”

Becket nipped him again. “For you.”

Babe rolled his eyes. “Come on, I’m sure there will be something left for us.”

“Unlikely, soldiers don’t leave any leftovers.”

“Bet I can find something.”

He tried to remove Becket’s arm, but he tightened his grip and nuzzled into his nape. Babe shivered and squirmed.

“Doctor’s orders.”

Becket groaned, then released his hold. Babe slipped out of the bed, found his pants on the floor, and kicked his legs into them. Becket stood up slowly, stretched his impressive body while making a noise more like a roar then a yawn, then fixed Babe with another hungry look. His cock was hard, and wagging, and Babe found it hard not to stare at.

“But after we’ll eat, we’ll come back here, right?”

“If—if you’re lucky.”

Becket tugged on his combat pants and buttoned the top. He didn’t make any move towards his t-shirt but stood proudly with his chest on display. Babe had seen many soldiers topless, many different body types, but Becket was muscle stacked on muscle, stacked on muscle. Warm skin and furry hair from his pectorals to his navel and beyond. His physique was mouth-watering, and his cocky smile said he knew it.

Becket lifted his eyebrow knowingly. “Well?”

“Yes, food, come on.”

He grabbed his t-shirt off the floor, but Becket pried it out of his grip. “The same way you wanna perv on my body, I wanna perv on yours.”

Babe glanced down at himself. “What, why?”

His breath caught in his throat when Becket reached for him. He ran the back of his fingers up Babe’s twitching stomach. “Soft. Smooth. Taut. Big brown eyes, and perfectly sculpted lips.

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