His Apprehensive Mate - Brea Alepou Page 0,42

ball up the sheet and attack his mate.

Morgan swallowed and took in measured breaths before he continued with folding. He made it to the last step without having to start all over. The sheet was flat, not a wrinkle in sight. Morgan reluctantly picked it up and made his way over to the closet. He put the sheet with the other spares, but as his arms came down, he felt a wall of heat pressed up against his back.

Morgan shivered and leaned back against Kenny.

“If I would have known folding a fitted sheet got you this turned on, I would have done it a lot sooner,” Morgan said breathily.

Kenny’s rough hands made their way under Morgan’s shirt. Kenny bit down on the shell of Morgan’s ear, making him whimper.

“Only when you do it,” Kenny said.

Words eluded him. Morgan raised his arms above his head and hooked them behind Kenny’s neck. He turned his head at an awkward angle and kissed his mate. He could never tire of it. Kenny’s hands roamed all over his body.

“We don’t have time for everything I want to do to you,” Kenny said.

Morgan whimpered, and Kenny nipped at his bottom lip.

“I said not everything—doesn’t mean I can’t do some things.”

Morgan grinned at his mate’s words and pulled him in for another kiss.

“I want to get off together,” Morgan said.

Kenny lifted an eyebrow up in question.

“Okay, I can do that.”

Kenny moved Morgan around until he was pressed up against the wall and facing Kenny. The button was undone on his pants with practiced ease, the sound of the zipper going down music to his ears. His cock went rigid as Kenny’s rough hands pulled him free of his briefs and stroked his cock. Kenny pulled out his own cock, and Morgan’s mouth watered at the sight—thick and long—and he knew exactly how good it felt inside of him, but he still had no idea how he tasted.

Kenny groaned and kissed Morgan, distracting him completely.

“Another time. Now hold on.”

Morgan hooked his arms back around Kenny’s neck as Kenny lifted him up. Morgan’s legs instantly hooked around Kenny’s waist. Kenny pulled back from the kiss, breathing heavily as he brought his hand to his mouth and licked the palm before dropping it down and wrapping it around both of their cocks.

Morgan moaned as pleasure rocked through him. He moved his hips without thought. The tight grip of Kenny’s hand and the hard feel of Kenny’s cock had Morgan whimpering and writhing against the wall.

Kenny tightened his hand, and Morgan saw stars. He wasn’t ready to come; they’d only just started. He whimpered. His mouth opened to beg, but for what? For more or for Kenny to drag it out longer? Morgan never got to say anything as Kenny took his mouth in a toe-curling kiss. His tongue flicked against Morgan’s, drawing out more moans as Kenny’s hand continued to stroke their cocks together.

Morgan wrenched his mouth free to shout Kenny’s name. His fingers tangled around Kenny’s dreads, and he pulled lightly. Kenny growled and moved his hand faster. He leaned closer, pressing Morgan firmly against the wall. Kenny nuzzled the crook of Morgan’s neck where the mating mark lie. His facial hair scratched against the sensitive area, driving Morgan insane. His whine choked off as his balls drew dangerously close to the edge of climax. His body trembled as pleasure coursed through him. Kenny hummed and the vibration against his mating mark had Morgan’s body tightening up.

A hot tongue against the mark and he couldn’t handle the teasing anymore.

“Please” was all Morgan could moan out before Kenny bit down on the mating mark.

They both whimpered together as their climaxes came crashing through like a wave on a beach.

Morgan sagged against the wall in his mate’s arms, his body like Jell-O. Kenny lowered them to the floor, and Morgan was fine with that as he curled up against Kenny, not worried one bit about messing up their clothes with come. Kenny held him as they caught their breath.

“What else can I fold that will get you that hot?” Morgan asked.

A deep chuckle rumbled out of Kenny. “I think anything you do is sexy.”

Morgan sat up and kissed Kenny. “Even when I snore?”

“Especially then, my Piglet.”

Morgan laughed at the nickname and lost himself once again in kissing Kenny.

The alphas from Huning Prowl walked in with eight other members and a little girl. She had to be no more than five, and she clung to a tall man with short black