Page 31 of F Is for Honey Bee

The man could lap him right into heaven.

He dug his fingers into Kijani’s shoulder blades as the man took him higher, his powerful thrusts an earthquake shaking Jonah to his core. Kijani was watching him, those drugging eyes hot and possessive, leaving no room for doubt as to whom Jonah belonged to.

Not to Flint.

Not to Arlo.

Not to any lover in his past.

But to a beautiful, wild wolf that was a force of nature, both fierce and surprisingly gentle.

And at the moment, savage.

His thrusting had grown even more demanding, making Jonah writhe beneath him, mewling, scorched by every move of Kijani’s body.

It was too much but not enough.

Jonah never wanted this to end, even as he detonated, his guttural cries so loud the sound might have reached halfway down the block.

“Mine!” Kijani snarled, his sharp canines piercing Jonah’s soft flesh, sweeping Jonah into a powerful riptide as his orgasm intensified.

Jonah gasped when his heart felt as if it stalled, only to restart with an even stronger beat.

Kijani pulled his canines free and lapped at Jonah’s shoulder, turning him back into the man’s licking toy. He buried his cock deep, his seed spilling inside Jonah with a deep, salacious groan.

Jonah had given his absolute trust to Kijani, something he’d never given to anyone before. His uncertainty and hesitation had vanished. His happiness was overflowing.

“Your teeth.” Kijani looked shockingly at Jonah.

Oh fuck! Jonah slapped his hand over his mouth and shoved at Kijani, trying to escape, his secret now exposed.

Chapter Nine

“Jonah, stop!”

His mate froze, his eyes wide with fear. Kijani leaned in close, sniffing at Jonah’s neck, searching for any trace of his true identity, but all he detected was human. That made no sense.

“Show me.”

Jonah shook his head.

Kijani gently pulled at his mate’s wrist. After a moment of resistance, Jonah relented and let his hand drop, revealing tightly pressed lips and a noticeable bulge beneath the top one.

He cocked his head and studied him. “What are you?”

But Jonah remained silent, refusing to give an answer. Kijani knew there was more to this human than met the eye, and he was determined to find out the truth.

Slowly easing out of his mate’s body, Kijani settled down next to him. “Are you ashamed of what you are, or is there another reason you’re hiding this?”

Jonah glanced at the floor, avoiding Kijani’s searching eyes. It was clear that shame weighed heavily on him, but he couldn’t help him unless Jonah was willing to open up. “We’re mates, honey bee. There’s nothing you can tell me that will make me see you differently.” He cupped Jonah’s chin, lifting it so their gazes met. “F is for fearless,” he added with a small smile.

Jonah narrowed his eyes.

“I’ll keep this up until you talk to me.” Kijani leaned back onto his elbows. “F is for—”

“Okay!” Jonah drew his hand close to his mouth before dropping it back down. His gaze once again lowered.

“May I?” Kijani reached toward Jonah’s mouth, but his mate flinched and pulled back. “Sooner or later I’m going to see them.”

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