Page 33 of Kitten Kisses

He flicked his tongue in just the right places, making his mate shudder with pleasure until he shouted Slater’s name, his body writhing, his seed pulsing down Slater’s throat. Alex panted.

As he pulled back, he kept his suction tight, circling the head with his tongue, before he lifted his head up. Alex was panting, his cheeks were flushed as he stared glassy-eyed at Slater, liquified and so damn gorgeous.

Since Slater’s pants were still on, he climbed off the bed and shed everything and then grabbed the lube. Then he was back on his mate, Alex laughing as Slater kissed his neck, skating his tongue over soft skin, while he slid lubed fingers inside of his mate, his ass sucking them in. Their mouths fused, like they never wanted to be apart, wrecking Slater in the best way.

“There you go killing me with the warmup before the actual training begins,” Alex said when they broke the kiss. “Although I like this cardio so much better.”

“Are you whining or just suggesting better options?” Slater kissed his mate’s stomach.

“I hung in there last time,” Alex playfully argued.

“You did.” Slater smiled. “You ready to be claimed, hummingbird?” His voice held a slight tremble. This was the moment when everything would change. When they finally cemented their bond.

Alex pulled Slater’s head down for a deep, slow kiss, as if that was his answer.

Slater took it. He drowned in it, his body hard and ready as he slipped his fingers free and replaced them with his cock.

“Slater,” Alex groaned, clutching, biting his bottom lip as Slater thrust inside of him, stealing the cry of pleasure from his mate’s breath and pulling it into his own lungs. The sound was agonizingly beautiful, searing, driving Slater insane.

Slim legs curled around his waist, yanking Slater closer like Alex couldn’t get him close enough.

That held true for Slater as well.

The noises Alex was making, the passionate cries… Goddamn, Slater was already addicted to them. He couldn’t seem to get his dick deep enough. He was sweating like crazy and looking into gorgeous blue eyes that shined with need.

It felt so incredible being buried inside his mate, like Slater was the luckiest bastard alive. Alex’s hole was so tight that Slater purred.

Alex’s flushed skin glowed in the dim light of the bedroom, his muscles tensing and relaxing with each thrust, their bodies intertwined in a tangle of limbs and desire.

The scent of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air, creating an intoxicating aroma that Slater drew in and breathed out. He gripped Alex’s hips with a fierce hold, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he thrust hard and deep.

“Yes!” Alex arched his back, his hands fisted in the sheets, falling apart in Slater’s arms as he writhed and gasped.

It was like a fuse had been lit and he was about to explode. Slater struck, sinking his canines into soft flesh. Alex’s cries grew louder as Slater felt the ribbons of their souls unwind from each of them and entwine together, their heartbeats synchronizing.

Their souls were now bound together.

Extracting his teeth, Slater growled, trying to hold on to the delicious friction for as long as he could. Alex was still arching and writhing like he wanted to hold on to the feeling too.

Slater purred as he licked the wound, lapping at Alex’s salty skin, more content than he’d ever been in his life.

Chapter Eight

Standing behind the counter at work felt like a punishment to Alex. He had only managed to snag three hours of sleep after... He touched his shoulder as his face heated.

When he and his mom had decided to move to Midnight Falls, Alex had no clue how drastically his life would change. He was still trying to catch up to everything that happened. Had all that happened over just two days?

Alex remembered standing right where he was standing now when Dreamboat had walked in with Tattoo Sleeves.

Slater’s smile alone had blown Alex off his feet and made him want to fan his face. His bullish body stuffed into that blue uniform had been a treat for the eyes, and the color of his uniform only made his bluish-green beauties pop even harder.

“I really need to stop thinking about him and focus on getting some work done,” he muttered.

With a yawn, Alex left the counter and began to clean. It was tedious work, but it helped distract him from his thoughts.

If he worked slowly enough, maybe he could stretch it out through his shift until it was over. On the other hand, if he worked too quickly, Gary would have the cleanest store within a one-hundred-mile radius.

But even as he worked, fatigue began to creep up on him. Being with Slater had thrown off his entire sleep schedule, leaving him yawning and struggling to keep his eyes open.

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