Evans, Gabrielle - From This Moment [The Moonlight Breed 7] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic Ma Gabrielle Evans (e reader manga TXT) š
- Author: Gabrielle Evans
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No, it really wasnāt. A few ripples of whatever magic coursed through him and he was back to his regular appearance. āThatās not all I can do,ā he whispered, shame and embarrassment heating his cheeks.
āI know that, as well,ā Cian confirmed in a voice barely louder than a whisper.
Maybe he knew all of it, and maybe he didnāt. Either way, Zavion had to get it out, had to purge himself before he combusted under the pressure. āAny kink imaginable, anything you could ever want, from foreplay to needle play, I can do it. I only had one year of training, but it was extensive.ā
A soft, dangerous growl rumbled through Cianās chest, and his nostrils flared as fury flashed through his eyes. When he spoke, though, his words were calm and measured. āThat is not who you are. Bad things happen, but they only define us if we let them. You are desirable, Zavion, but you are no longer a Desirable, not if ya donāt want to be.ā
āI donāt want to be,ā Zavion confirmed. āI donāt want to be a
freak.ā
Cianās fingers massaged the back of his neck, kneading the tense muscles there. āWhat is it ya do want?ā
āI just want to be normal. Well, normal for a shifter. I want my friends and family close. I want to shift when I want and not have to call anyone Master. I want to eat cold pizza for breakfast. I want to go camping, fishing, hiking, and all those other things Iāve never done. I
want to have sex with who I want, when I want, and because I want
to, not because itās written in a fucking contract!ā
āNow, those are all right fine things to want,ā Cian answered with
a quirk of his lips. āIām thinkinā we might have a problem on this
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whole āsex with who you wantā part, though. Iām not the sharinā sort,
ya see.ā
The response brought him up short for a heartbeat, and then snorts and giggles began to escape him until he was laughing right from his belly. Cian just had a way of making everything seem less formidable, and Zavion couldnāt have been more grateful. Now that he wasnāt feeling like he was going to vomit or shatter into a million pieces, maybe it was a good time to mark one of those things off his list.
āI promise you are the only one I want in my bed, Cian Murphy.ā Straddling the manās powerful thighs, he looped his arms around Cianās neck and pulled him closer until their lips were only a breath apart. āSharing is overrated, anyway.ā
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Chapter Three
The injustice Zavion had suffered at the hands of The Hive was unacceptable. They would pay dearly for what theyād done to his mate, but right then, Cian had very different things on his mindālike acquainting himself with every inch of Zavionās body.
Clothes were discarded and flung about the room haphazardly. Their lips locked, their tongues dueled, and the only time either of them came up for air was when Zavion pulled Cianās shirt off over his head. After months of depriving himself of his mate, Cian couldnāt get enough of that delectable mouth or all the creamy, naked skin on display just for him.
Zavionās eagerness only added to the intensity of the experience, spiking Cianās urgency to a higher level. At twenty-six, he was no blushing virgin, but never had he wanted someone like he did Zavion. An animalistic need to mark what belonged to him, to ensure that no one sought to claim what was his, rode him hard until it all but consumed him.
He couldnāt count the number of ways heād fantasized about taking Zavion. Wet dreams about the gorgeous fox-shifter had become an almost nightly occurrence. It probably should have clued him in as to which of the twins he was fated to be with, but still, heād
chosen to err on the side of caution.
With no more doubts or uncertainties plaguing him, he was free to live out those late-night fancies until they both dropped from exhaustion. And that was exactly what he intended to do.
Turning to the side, he pushed Zavionās back to the mattress and insinuated himself between his mateās thighs, still locked in a battle of
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tongues, lips, and the occasional scrape of teeth. His cock throbbed to the point of pain, dripping translucent drops of pre-cum that smeared over Zavionās hip.
If Cian had ever had a type, it was definitely the man writhing beneath him. He didnāt much discriminate, but if given the choice, heād always preferred the smaller, more petite men. Big, bulging muscles did absolutely nothing for him. Not that he was narcissistic, but he had plenty of muscles he could admire in the mirror if the mood struck.
Mostly, he figured his preference came from a desire to be needed. He was a protector, a champion of the weaker, and had been since he was a little boy. With men his own size, it was a constant struggle for dominance, and he just didnāt have the patience for it.
Zavionās fingers tangled in his hair, and his legs wrapped around Cianās waist, driving all thoughts from his mind other than getting inside his mate as soon as possible. It wasnāt very romantic of him, but with his Thoroughbred demanding he claim their mate and cement that last piece of the bond, he was fighting tooth and nail just to
remain gentle with his smaller lover.
Their naked cocks rubbed together as Zavion humped up against him, creating a friction that had Cian trembling with restraint. āCanāt go slow,ā he warned through gasps for air. Gods, his mate deserved so much more, but there would be plenty of time for that once he could actually think beyond, āMine. Fuck. Yes. Now.ā
āDonāt want you to,ā Zavion answered as he pulled on Cianās hair to drag their mouths back together. āI feel like Iām burning.ā
Yeah, Cian knew that feeling well. The embers that had been smoldering inside him for months finally erupted into an inferno, growing bright, hotter, and more
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