Chapter 51
Grant nuzzled Rafe’s neck and murmured, “Mmm. You smell wonderful—like sex and love and joy. It’s too intoxicating not to taste.” He bit just hard enough to send sparks flying straight to Rafe’s groin, then with his tongue soothed the sting. “I still can’t believe you’re mine.”
A warm sense of belonging enveloped Rafe. He snuggled against his alpha’s broad chest and angled enough for his butt to be flush against the delightful hard cock poking through the folds of Grant’s plush robe. No more scratchy clothes allowed. Rafe grinned as he rolled his hips, rubbing against the velvety fabric. Involuntary muscles contracted deep inside him, and a rush of warm slick slid down his legs.
Heartbeat rising, he reached over his head and ran his fingers through the pure dark silk of Grant’s hair. Teasing, he pointed out, “You know, I’m not entirely yours yet.” He wiggled his butt suggestively. “Plan to do something about that anytime soon?”