I could still smell that clean cinnamon and vanilla scent,it was like walking into the house when an apple pie just came out of the oven, and my cock thickened. I wrapped my hand around my already half-hard cock, and just thinking about my beautiful mate had me at attention.
I stroked my dick and groaned. Gods, all I could see was my mate, that lean, lithe body stripped and ready for my attention. I shut my eyes and let myself get lost in the fantasy. My lips around his nipple, biting down lightly until he let out a moan and ground his hard cock against my leg, seeking some relief.
I imagined sliding my thick cock into that welcoming heat, and I picked up my pace just thinking about that body made just for welcoming me. Joined completely in every way. His legs wrapped around my waist as he begged me to move.
Those gorgeous blue eyes dark with lust and heat and love… The thought had goosebumps breaking out on my body.
“Fuck yes,” I cried. Gods, I wanted it more than my next breath. Kian under me, on top of me. Riding my cock, taking his pleasure from my body.
He would beg me to go harder and faster, and I would flip us over and pound into his hole. Staking my claim on him.
“Mine,” I growled to my mate, increasing the pace of my hand on my dick.
“Yours,” he breathed.
Dream Kian moaned, lifting his hips to meet every thrust. His fingers leaving marks on my back. Claiming me in his own way.
Fuck, I was so close. My mate’s hole clenched around my dick as he begged me to claim him.
“Fuck, yes!” I groaned as my orgasm crashed into me and my dick spurted over my fist.
When my cock twitched for the last time and the last trickle seeped out of my slit, I leaned against the shower wall and asked the Gods to show me how I could claim my mate. Because these solo sessions were no longer enough.
I finished the rest of my shower quickly and got out. I wanted to lay eyes on my mate. I wondered if he would actually show up at the office today… Was it too soon to turn up for breakfast, or did I need to make myself scarce a little longer? I really didn’t want to.
Sighing, I went to my walk-in and grabbed a shirt and slacks. I tried not to look at the empty right side of the closet. It was sad. I’d cleared it out the moment I’d scented Kian. The house was all but ready for him to move in.
Would he find that presumptuous? Humans didn’t really move in after knowing each other for a couple of days. Although it had been twelve days… That was a good amount of time.
Where you’ve spent most of the time mooning over him from afar.
My phone pinged, and I welcomed the distraction. I got dressed quickly and headed to my room to grab it.
Rhys had texted me. This should be good.
Rhys:Just because you’re an ass doesn’t mean you gotta skip breakfast. Kian is nicer than me.
I snorted at that. My baby brother, ever the snarky one. But I wasn’t about to turn that down.
I shoved my phone in my pocket, got my shoes on, and was out of the house in less than two minutes.
I practically jogged over to Rhys but then stopped a couple of feet away from his house. Apparently, my parents were joining us for breakfast. I had a feeling this was more of an ambush by my brother.
Why was I even surprised?
Not that it was enough to keep me away from Kian.
I didn’t bother knocking. I simply opened the front door and let myself in.
I drew in a deep breath, straightened my shoulders, and plastered a smile on my face.
“Papa, Dad, good morning,” I said as I entered the kitchen. Apparently, my brother Austin had also been invited. I shouldn’t be surprised.
“Morning, son,” my papa said. I leaned down and kissed his cheek, and he looked up and patted my cheek.
“Son,” my dad said. “How are you?”
“I’m good, Dad,” I replied. “Austin.” I nodded at my brother.
