coaxing his tongue out to play. It was slow and timid at first, but all too soon Morgan was gripping Kenny’s shirt, holding him close as if Kenny would dare back away. Little whimpers filled the air, and it was music to Kenny’s soul as he kissed his mate. Only when his lungs started to burn with the need for air did Kenny tamp down their kiss.
Their foreheads together, Kenny and Morgan sucked in air. Kenny’s whole body felt as if he’d stuck a fork in a socket and been electrocuted. His snow leopard was pleased to have their mate so close.
“Wh—why did you stop?” Morgan asked breathlessly.
Kenny couldn’t stop the smile from appearing on his face even if he wanted to. “Next time I’ll keep going.”
Morgan stared at Kenny with a dreamy look on his face. That’s how my mate should always look.
“Next time?” Morgan asked.
Kenny scooped Morgan up. Morgan let out a surprised yelp as he wrapped his arms around Kenny’s neck.
“Next time, anytime, and all the time,” Kenny said as he brushed his lips over Morgan’s.
Morgan shuddered in his arms, making Kenny want to do so much more to his mate to see the reaction he’d get from him. Kenny made it up the stairs and to their room in record time, even with Morgan nuzzling and placing featherlight kisses against Kenny’s neck. He kicked the door closed as soon as they were in the room.
Kenny laid Morgan down on his side of the bed, where he hoped his mate would stay, never to disappear again. Kenny captured Morgan’s mouth in another kiss, their tongues intertwined in a dance that felt engraved in his soul. He held up most of his weight off his smaller mate. Slender fingers took the hair tie from around Kenny’s dreads, and the long locks cascaded down around them, blanketing them in further darkness. Morgan’s lips trailed over Kenny’s cheeks, along his jaw, and down to his neck, driving him insane. Kenny shook with tension as he stayed still, letting his mate dictate where things went.
Those same soft fingers fluttered against Kenny’s abdomen, right under his shirt. They were hesitant at first, but Kenny groaned, encouraging his mate to do whatever he wanted. He was happy with him just being there. Morgan’s hands trembled slightly as he touched all over Kenny. It was maddening, to say the least, but Kenny stayed perfectly still, too afraid any sudden movements and his mate would pull away. This was more than they had ever done before. Kenny was happy with the cuddles, hugs, and holding Morgan. He would give him anything he wanted, but he couldn’t deny how elated he felt with his mate touching him intimately.
Morgan made his way back to Kenny’s lips, and a growl escaped Kenny as he took his mate’s mouth once more. Every moan and whimper turned Kenny on even more. A need so strong to hear more of the precious sounds took over him. He trailed kisses down Morgan’s neck, and he tilted his head to the side, giving Kenny access. Kenny stopped short as his brain had only one thought—to mark their mate and bond with him. It was a forever thing, and as much as Kenny and his snow leopard thought that was the best thing, he needed to make sure Morgan felt the same.
A soft whimper left Morgan. “Why did you stop?”
Kenny smiled at his mate; if only Morgan knew the burning draw Kenny felt toward him. Everything in him begged to continue. He cupped the back of Morgan’s head, the soft black strands like silk against his fingers. He pulled Morgan in for another kiss, a slower one as he rolled them over and let Morgan be on top. If anything was going to happen, he needed to be clear it was all up to Morgan. Kenny would never take advantage of his mate.
Morgan abruptly sat up, eyes wide and a red flush to his fair skin. He averted his eyes, and Kenny felt the loss of his gaze instantly.
“Whatever happens, I want you to know you’re in charge,” Kenny said.
He didn’t know what he expected, but Morgan shying away wasn’t it. Morgan slipped off Kenny and onto the bed. He scrunched his knees up to his chest and seemed to make himself smaller. Kenny was up and reaching for his mate in seconds. His hands hovered over Morgan. Should he touch him? Should he wait? What if Morgan didn’t want his touch?
Kenny wished more