His Apprehensive Mate - Brea Alepou Page 0,31

the whole world, was making his way upstairs.

Morgan’s phone continued to ding with incoming messages. He glanced at them; it was the group message. He skimmed them and saw that Dillan had switched the conversation to snacks and they were all going rollerblading once Kash had the twins and had the appropriate time to heal. And apparently, there would be another visit to the sex store but with Kash. Morgan didn’t know if his heart could handle another trip. Cole and Dillan were more adventurous, and their taste was a little out-there for Morgan.

Morgan caught himself smiling at his phone. They were insane, to say the least, but they were more family to him than his biological ones.

Morgan: Thanks guys for today.

He turned his phone on silent and took in a deep breath. “Kenny loves you and you love him.”

“Morgan,” Kenny called out from the bedroom.

Morgan’s heart pounded in his chest. Oh shit. He closed his eyes, centering himself.

“I’ll be out in a second.”

He composed himself the best he could. Already a deep red blush crept up his chest and to his neck. He tried fanning himself but knew once it started there was no turning back. He fiddled with the straps a little bit more, trying to give his nerves some time to calm down. When he was tired of waiting and making Kenny wait, Morgan leapt at the door. His hand wrapped around the cool metal knob. He counted to three in his head and yanked the door open. He squeezed his eyes shut so hard spots danced in his vision.

There was a sharp intake of breath but nothing else.

There were no words for how Morgan took Kenny’s breath away. He stood in the bathroom doorway, light blue straps against his pale skin. The lingerie left little to the imagination, and it displayed Morgan so beautifully, crisscrossing over his chest and over his slender hips.

Kenny’s mouth went dry, his gaze raking up and down his mate.

Holy hell.

Kenny swallowed a few times, unable to make his mouth work.

“You don’t like it?” Morgan asked shyly.

That all too gorgeous of a blush took over his body. It did something to Kenny on a primal level. He and his snow leopard were very pleased with it.

He cleared his throat as he noticed Morgan taking tentative steps back into the bathroom.

“You are absolutely stunning.”

Morgan’s head went up, his dark eyes widening with surprise. He bit down on his bottom lip, wetting it with his saliva and giving it a glossy look. Kenny wanted nothing more than to taste those sweet lips.

“Um, thank you,” Morgan said.

Kenny’s heart thudded in his chest so loudly he swore Morgan could hear it too. Morgan moved farther into the room, closer to Kenny.

Kenny’s urge to touch his mate was ever present, but he waited for Morgan. He needed to know exactly what was happening before he made any move. Morgan stood a few inches from him. The space between them was charged, Kenny’s whole body tingling with the awareness of his mate.

Seconds ticked by with them just standing there staring at each other. Morgan’s breathing was just as labored as Kenny’s. It was as if they were fighting the urge to collide together.

“Morgan,” Kenny said, his voice more growl than anything.

Morgan visibly shivered. The small fabric barely covering his cock did nothing to hide the reaction Morgan had. Kenny clenched his fist.

“Is there something you want to talk about?” Kenny asked.

Morgan’s head tilted to the side, and Kenny’s eyes instantly went to his long neck and the spot he was going to mark on his mate to solidify their bond.

“Yes,” Morgan moaned out.

Kenny noticed he was growling and stopped instantly. He looked Morgan in the eyes; the pupils were blown, his mouth slightly open. His mate was testing the limits of his control.

“What did you want to talk about?”

Morgan shook his head. The dazed look dimmed slightly, and for a second Kenny thought he would retreat, but Morgan stood tall and took another step toward Kenny.

“I want to um…” Morgan cleared his throat and took another step toward Kenny. His toes touched Kenny’s shoes, and so close up, he was forced to tilt his head back to look up at Kenny. He batted his thick black lashes. “I want to be your mate, as in bonded.”

Kenny held his breath, the shock of it settling in. He’d held hope that the day would come, but he’d also made peace with just holding Morgan and having him safe.

“Are you sure?”

Morgan