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"Yes, dick head. His name is Mick
Red. You know, Mick Red… Dick Head… pretty much the same thing. Besides, I had
to call him something." Love stroked his hands over the broad chest in front
of him and gazed up at the tall muscular man. "So, what should I call you?
Delicious comes immediately to mind."
Love watched the stunned
expression on the man in front of him with amusement. He would bet his
mother's purple poodle that no one had ever talked to the powerful man in such
a manner. And yes, the damn poodle was purple. Love's mother had a sense of
humor and a dye kit.
He knew the man standing in front
of him was strong, powerful, and dominant. Love could feel it in the tingling
of his skin. He could see it in every tight muscle, every thick limb. Love
wondered just how powerful the large man was.
Love hoped that the sexy man was
top material. He loved strong possessive tops. While they were very high
maintenance, they were also very domineering. Love liked feeling that he
belonged to someone and it had been a long time since he'd felt that way.
"Delicious sounds pretty good,
but can you back up what comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours?"
Logan asked. His arms wrapped around Love's waist and pulled him tight up
against his body.
Oh yes, the big man wanted to
play. Love allowed softer lines to take over his body as he leaned into the
man. He could feel the heat of arousal roll off him. It warmed Love like
nothing ever had.
"I would never say anything I
couldn't back up, sexy," Love purred. He laid his hand on the man's wide
chest, groaning softly at the hard muscles he felt through the black cotton
shirt he wore.
"Logan."
"Huh?" Love said as he glanced up
into the deepest golden eyes he ever encountered. They were pure amber in
color, mesmerizing. Love could drown in their deep shimmering depths.
"My name is Logan," the man said.
"Logan Stone."
Love laughed. "I prefer sexy."
Love heard a small growl come
from Logan as he leaned down and inhaled the scent at Love's neck. Logan's
breath blew against Love's neck then rubbed his head against him. Love giggled
and dipped his head. "That tickles."
"Does it? Are you ticklish
anywhere else?"
Love tipped his head back and
sent Logan his sexiest lust filled look. "I wouldn't want to ruin the
surprise." Love giggled again when Logan's golden eyes darkened and he growled
low in his throat. "So, tell me," Love drawled, "what's a big bad sexy toppy
man like you doing at a party like this?"
"Hunting." Logan grinned. "What
else?"
Love chuckled. "I think you found
what you're hunting for."
He watched, fascinated, as one
dark eyebrow on Logan's face shot up. "Are you sure of that?"
"Positive."
"It could be just a simple
adrenaline rush," Logan countered, grinning. "We did just go through a
dangerous situation."
"Pheromones and all that?" Love
asked. "In that case, you shouldn't mind if I go home with someone else,
should you?"
Love pushed himself away from the
large man and started to turn away. As hands reached for him and lifted him
off the ground, Love let out a loud laugh. He was gently tossed over Logan's
shoulder, one hand wrapping around his waist, the other slapping him on the
ass.
"You're not going home with
anyone except me ever again," Logan growled as he carried Love through the
crowd towards the edge of one of the buildings. Love nearly came in his pants
when he felt Logan's large hands caress his ass through his jeans.
He couldn't wait to get rid of
his jeans and feel those hands against his bare skin. Hell, he couldn't wait
to feel all of Logan against his bare skin. As big as Logan was, Love had no
doubt that he could cover his smaller body from head to toe, and then some.
Love yelped in surprise as he was
suddenly lowered to the ground. He barely had time to steady himself on his
feet before hands were pulling at his clothes. Within moments, Love found
himself standing before Logan naked as the day he was born.
The low rough rumble emanating
from Logan told Love that the man liked what he saw. It vibrated through
Love's body, energizing him, arousing him. He looked up into Logan's eyes and
his breath caught in his throat.
Logan's amber eyes had gone deep
golden brown. His lip curled back showing off his perfect white teeth. But it
was the savage snarl on Logan's face as he gazed down at his naked body that
really set Love off.
Love held his arms out to his
sides. "If you plan on just staring at me this relationship is going to take
more work than I thought."
The moment the words were out of
Love's mouth he wished he could take them back. Logan's eyes flashed to his as
a slow wicked grin crossed his lips. Some intuitive gut feeling told Love that
he had just become the prey to a Logan.
Going purely on instinct, Love
turned and ran. He didn't get two steps before two large arms encircled him
from behind and pulled him back against Logan's hard body. Love's felt a
shudder shoot through his body as long teeth scrapped across the back of his
neck.
"Logan," Love groaned. "That is
so fucking hot!"
His hands moved back behind his
head to wrap around Logan's neck. He tilted his head to one side giving Logan
unobstructed access to the side of his throat. It was a submissive gesture.
Love knew that but he was helpless to stop it. Something in him demanded that
he submit. Love could no more deny that powerful demand then he could have
stopped breathing.
Long fingers encircled Love's
hard cock, stroking him furiously just as sharp teeth bit into the soft flesh
between his neck and shoulder. Shock rocked through him as he realized Logan
bit him but he still cried out as the combination of pleasure and pain
overwhelmed him.
A thick thigh moved between
Love's legs and pressed tightly against him from behind. Small keening sounds
escaped from his lips. Every touch of Logan's hands and body against his was
like a burning flame. Love wanted to be consumed. He wanted to burn for Logan.
His hands clenched in Logan's
sunlight blond hair, pulling at the long locks in desperation. He could feel
Logan sucking on his neck, marking him, claiming him, but he needed more. He
needed…he needed…
"Logan!" Love begged. "Fuck me!"
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