Flawless Evans, Gabrielle (ebook smartphone .txt) 📖

off for talking shit about his brother, like he was afraid to stand up to us.” Yeah, Kieran didn’t get it, either. There would be plenty of time for him to learn the inner workings of his mate, though. Probably.

Hopefully. “So, we’re all cool? I don’t want to do it, but if your bullshit is going to be an ongoing thing, then I’ll take Lynk and go back to The Council house in Casper. Are we clear?”

“I got no problem with the guy.” Eli shrugged, offered him a lopsided smile, and sauntered off into the kitchen.

“He likes you, so I have concerns about his sanity, but otherwise, I think he’s all right.” Jericho pushed up from the armchair and punched Kieran in the arm. “Congrats, bro.” That only left Parker. The man sat forward on the sofa and linked his fingers together between his knees. “You really care about him?

Already? After one day?”

“Yes.” He couldn’t explain it, blamed a lot of it on the mating bond, but it was there nonetheless. “He’s important to me.” Parker stared down at his clasped hands and nodded slowly before rising to his feet and offering Kieran his hand. “Then I’ll figure it out.

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He won’t get any more shit from me. I’m happy for you, Kieran. I’m glad you found your mate.”

Clasping his brother’s hand, Kieran jerked him into a one-armed hug. “Thank you. It means a lot, Parker.” Obviously uncomfortable with Kieran’s display of emotion, Parker released him with a grunt and hightailed it to the kitchen.

“He’ll come around,” Jericho offered before following after him, leaving Kieran standing alone in the middle of the living room.

Kieran didn’t know what Parker’s problem was or why he had such an adverse reaction to all things Braddock, but he intended to find out. He was almost to the kitchen when he heard the shower shut off down the hall. Pausing midstep, he was torn between confronting Parker and sprinting straight to his room and Lynk.

He must have stood there longer than he realized, because the decision was suddenly taken out of his hands when Lynk stepped through the door and turned to face him. His raven hair was all damp and sleek, brushing against the tops of his shoulders and curling just a little at the ends.

The dark blue sweatpants were rolled several times at the bottom, and, Kieran imagined, a few times at the waist. The T-shirt he’d left out was one of his favorite, well worn and soft from so many washings. It was a little loose on Kieran, but it completely devoured Lynk. The sleeves alone fell to his elbows, while the hem settled around midthigh.

Deciding he liked his balls right where they were, Kieran didn’t say a word about how hard his dick was at the sight of Lynk in his clothes and knowing that the man was completely smothered in his scent. He also wouldn’t mention that was why he’d suggested the shower and change of clothes, either.

He’d detected several different scents on Lynk—some he knew and some he didn’t. None of them had been Kieran’s, though, and that just wouldn’t do. While he didn’t comment on his thoughts, he couldn’t stop the satisfied grin.

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“You look a little too pleased,” Lynk observed, giving Kieran a shy smile in return.

“No such thing.” He stalked down the hallway, not slowing until he had his arms around his mate, lifting him up so he could capture that sweet, pouty mouth. Part of his brain screamed that he was moving too fast, that he should back off until Lynk was more comfortable with him, but he’d been dying for a taste since he’d first set eyes on the witch.

Lynk moaned breathily, his arms slipping around Kieran’s neck and holding on tight. Sliding his tongue back and forth along the seam of Lynk’s closed lips, Kieran growled while his wolf howled in approval. “Open for me,” he demanded, barely recognizing his own voice.

“Oh, gods,” Lynk breathed, his lips parting to allow Kieran entrance.

Taking full advantage, Kieran plunged inside, sweeping his tongue around his mate’s mouth, pillaging the moist depths. Lights danced behind his closed eyelids, electricity zinged through his body, and he thought he might actually swoon when his dick swelled to the point of pain and pounded against his zipper.

Lynk remained passive, allowing him to dominate the kiss, but his hips rocked, grinding his erection over Kieran’s abs as the most delicious whimpers escaped him, pouring into Kieran’s open mouth.

Their tongues met, twined, swirled together in a slippery dance. Then Lynk’s fingers found their way into Kieran’s short hair, tangling and pulling as though desperate to have him closer.

Keeping one hand on Lynk’s firm ass to hold him up, Kieran slid his other beneath the hem of his mate’s shirt, pushing it up so that he could get to the bare flesh beneath. Just as he’d imagined, Lynk’s skin was soft and so damn warm, stretched tight over tense, quivering, and tightly packed muscles.

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prowling up his body. Feeling as though he was burning from the inside out, he stripped his shirt over his head then turned his attention to Lynk’s, practically shredding it in his need to get his man naked.

A very unmanly whimper bubbled up in his throat when he finally got a good look at Lynk’s nude torso. Sinewy shoulders, broad pectorals, and corrugated abdominals—the man was a walking advertisement for sex, only travel-sized. The too-big sweatpants slid down his narrow waist, showing off his hip bones where they protruded slightly to form the triangular valley of his groin.

The prize Kieran sought, however, was currently tenting the front of the soft cotton, rising up to greet him like a long lost friend. Even through the baggy pants, the outline of Lynk’s cock was enough to make his mouth