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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] dominance and punishment would recede and be replaced by other, gentler desires, ones more appropriate for a lover he cared about and intended to spend the rest of his life with. Only now, Jacob was here, and his smart mouth and slender frame as it leaned into Alex had done nothing but awaken every dominant tendency he had. With a vengeance. Jacob’s small hand had reached the curve of Alex’s collarbone. Alex would have sucked the whole damn thing into his mouth if he wasn’t so certain he’d probably snap it off. He pushed the hand away. Jacob replaced it, using his other to grab at Alex’s cock. Alex growled. Furious, he grabbed at both of Jacob’s wrists, turning him around to pin him to the tree. His breathing quickened as Jacob’s body rubbed against his, either to get free or grind his cock against Alex’s thigh. He wasn’t sure which, but in any case, he was doing a bang-up job of the latter. A slow, shaky breath escaped Alex. He breathed it right into Jacob’s ear as he spoke, slow and steady. “Don’t push me, angel.” Jacob smiled at the endearment. His hips didn’t stop moving for a second, instead finding a slow, torturous rhythm underneath him as he 32 Ellen Ginsberg ground his hard dick down his thigh and up until their cocks almost touched. Alex’s eyes half closed and his mouth half opened with the force of his need. “Stop smiling, angel,” he said evenly. He didn’t know how he managed to keep his voice so steady. Jacob’s smile only widened. “Don’t call me that,” he said. “If you don’t want me smiling.” Jacob’s breath was hot and heavy against Alex’s cheek as he leaned down to speak into his ear. Jacob’s wrists must have felt the strain, but instead of squirming, he relaxed against Alex’s touch, submitting to his firm hold, and it only aroused Alex further. He inclined his head, only slightly, and it grazed Jacob’s lips. One soft kiss caressed his cheek before those lips moistened and traveled down his jaw. When they reached his neck, Alex was more panting than breathing. “I will call you whatever I want to call you,” Alex said against the shell of his ear. His voice still held a note of command, but even as he said it, one hand slipped from Jacob’s wrist and slid down his arm to stroke his hair. Jacob pressed his palm flat against Alex’s chest as he leaned in to lick his neck. The moist, wet muscle lapped against Alex’s neck until it was so hot and wet he thought it must have melted. He released Jacob’s other wrist, snaked his hands down his back, and squeezed his ass. Jacob moaned and wriggled under his touch, and his hands flew impatiently to his fly to undo it. If Alex could have turned him over and spanked him, he would have. That was bad, he thought. Jacob wasn’t some sub in a BDSM club. He was his mate. He didn’t want to hurt the delicate, angelic man who called to him so completely, but he didn’t think he could stop himself if he remained this close to him. Alex forced himself to pull away. “Okay,” he said. “That’s enough.” Jacob at the Break of Dawn 33 “Yeah, right,” Jacob murmured as his hands began their advance again. Alex slapped them away. “I said watch it.” He couldn’t help the roughness in the gesture or the anger in his tone, and it only served to further prove to himself just how close he was to losing control with Jacob. The smaller man held his ground, though, not making a move to close the distance, but his eyes never left Alex’s. There was a fire burning in those emerald orbs he hadn’t seen before. “Why should I?” he asked. “If you’re not going to claim me, then why should I listen to you?” Alex’s jaw fell open. He hadn’t been expecting that. He stared at Jacob, unable to respond. He didn’t think the little twink had it in him. Apparently unwilling to wait for an answer, Jacob squared his jaw and turned to walk away. “Screw you,” Alex heard him mutter under his breath. He’d hardly taken another step before Alex caught his arm, pulling him back, just as rough and dominant as he’d been with Jacob a moment ago, if not more so. Jacob turned back to him, his eyes still narrowed with anger, but he didn’t move a muscle in protest. If Alex didn’t know better, he could swear Jacob leaned into his touch. Alex didn’t want to be excited by that gesture of submission, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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