His Apprehensive Mate - Brea Alepou Page 0,65

kiss to the palm of Morgan’s hand. It was warm and ignited flames throughout Morgan. Beads of water slid down Kenny’s face and body. He was breathtakingly stunning.

“Let me love you.” Kenny moved forward, his lips ghosting over Morgan’s.

So close.

“That’s all I need.”

A shiver raked down Morgan’s spine, regardless of the hot water in the enclosed shower. Morgan looked Kenny in the eyes.

“Always.”

Kenny took his lips in another heated kiss, demanding every inch of Morgan, and Morgan gave it freely. There was no one else in the world that he would ever want to give himself to.

Kenny turned Morgan around so he faced the shower wall. He craned his neck to look at Kenny, moaning at the same time. It was impossible to keep from making sounds as Kenny touched him everywhere. His hands roamed all over Morgan, and when it wasn’t his hands, it was his mouth.

“Kenny,” Morgan called out.

“I’m right here.” A nibble right above his ass. “I will always be here for you.”

Morgan’s breath caught; he pressed his head against the wall of the shower.

“You will always protect me,” Morgan declared.

Kenny’s movements stopped, and Morgan turned around to face his mate. He cupped Kenny’s face. “I have never doubted that. I always knew you would come for me. Protect me and Ava.” Morgan brought their lips together once again. “So please don’t doubt yourself.”

He loved Morgan.

Fate had truly blessed him with such a fantastic mate. The need to have his mate and mark him all over again rode Kenny hard. He’d been fighting it, reasoning that Morgan needed time to heal, all because Kenny hadn’t protected him right. Kenny pulled Morgan closer to him, and his hands trembled as he kneaded Morgan’s ass, swallowing every moan that tried to escape.

It was as if he couldn’t get enough. His eyes and nose and hands told him Morgan was alive right there in front of him. Yet he needed more. He only pulled away from the kiss to stare down at Morgan’s flushed face and blown pupils.

Mine.

Kenny’s gums itched and the urge to just bite was right there. He kept it at bay; soon he would mark his mate again.

Soon.

Kenny laid featherlight kisses over Morgan’s face, down his neck, over his chest. For every kiss, he was rewarded with beautiful whimpers and moans.

“Kenny.”

His name never sounded so intoxicating. He would give Morgan anything, everything he had as long he stayed with Kenny forever. Kenny was on his knees as he looked up at Morgan. He planted a kiss right above Morgan’s navel before dragging his teeth over his flesh. The sharp inhale from Morgan and the way precome leaked from his hard cock had Kenny doing it all over again.

The alluring scent of his mate only seemed to drive him wilder. He licked down Morgan’s cock and to his balls, taking each one into his mouth.

Morgan’s slender fingers gripped Kenny’s head. He had no plans of moving, not even when the water started to turn cold. He moved back up Morgan’s cock and licked around the crown, then flicked his tongue against the slit, collecting the bead of precome before it could fall. He growled in appreciation.

More. He felt starved for Morgan. The burning need to have his mate. Kenny swallowed Morgan’s hard length, relaxing his throat as his lips met with Morgan’s pubic bone.

Kenny swallowed a few times. Morgan’s hands felt like an iron band on his head as he went up on his tippy toes. Long, drawn-out moans drowned out the sound of the shower. Kenny tugged on Morgan’s balls before pulling back and releasing Morgan’s cock with a pop.

“Wh-y did you stop?” Morgan asked breathlessly.

Kenny stood back up and kissed his already kiss-swollen lips. “I have so much more I want to do with you.”

Morgan hummed and kissed him back, arms wrapping around Kenny’s neck. Cold water splashed against his back, but pressed up against his mate, he barely noticed. He pulled back and grabbed the soap and lathered up the bar.

“The water is freezing,” Morgan complained.

“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you back up.”

Morgan huffed out a laugh at Kenny’s cheesy line. Kenny kissed him as he lathered soap onto his pale skin. Kenny washed every inch of Morgan, making sure to touch him everywhere.

By the time he was done, Morgan wasn’t complaining about the water temperature at all. Kenny made quick work of washing himself up. Morgan’s hungry eyes followed his every movement. They both quickly rinsed off, not wanting to stay under the cold spray.

Kenny