I huff.“You might be, I’m fifteen years your senior, remember.”
“And so good at teaching me everything I needed to learn.You recall when you taught me how to deep throat you and—”
I growl low in my chest and it vibrates around my body.
“Fuck, you’re sexy when you do that.”He takes my hand and it’s like an electric shock has gone through me.
My body reacts to his with a jolt, my heart skips a beat, and heat goes to my cock.“What are you doing?”I don’t move my hand.
“We keptusa secret for three years, we still could.”He frowns.“We’ll be careful.No one will find out, I promise.”
I swallow, my throat tight.He’s so young and handsome but he doesn’t understand—or refuses to try.Wolves and panthers don’t mix, the way cats and dogs don’t.It’s nature’s way.It’s how shifters evolved.
“You can’t make that promise, Branson.”
“I would do anything to have you back.”He touches my cheek, his fingertips gentle and warm.“To have things the way they were.”
“That can’t happen.”
“You’re not alpha anymore, it will be easier.”
I grimace and close my eyes.Giving up my alpha spot had been a gut-wrenchingly difficult decision.But my heart wasn’t in it, how could it be when it had so many scars?The best thing had been to willingly relinquish to my top beta, Fraser, before we ended up fighting to the death.
“Branson,” I whisper as I stare into his eyes.“You will have to be content with memories.I have nothing more to offer you.”I tug my hand free and turn back to the tunnel.I have to escape before he dissolves my willpower because right now he’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to resist.
“Don’t walk away from me.”His voice is sharp and he grabs my biceps and spins me to face him.Our bodies come into alignment, his chest brushing mine and his semi-hard cock nudging my hip.“Don’t you think it was fate that we met here tonight like this, Elias?Alone in the dark.Just you and me.The darkness hiding our secrets once more.”
“Not fate.”I grip his shoulder.“We are both out hunting for a killer, not even a coincidence, it was inevitable our paths would cross.”
“Exactly,weare inevitable, so stop fighting it.”He curls his hand around the back of my neck and pulls my face to his.He’s not rough but he’s not gentle either.
We are exactly the same height, and my cock, now hardening rapidly, taps against his body.“Branson, what are you doing?”I stare into his eyes, their ethereal depths flash with desire.
“Reminding you of what you’re denying yourself, Elias.”
His soft lips crush against mine and he moans as he keeps me pressed close.I close my eyes and allow myself a moment of memories, a few seconds of bliss and being where I’ve wanted to be on so many long lonely nights.
“Fuck, you’re everything I need,” he murmurs and then kisses me again.He traces his free hand to my ass and squeezes my left butt cheek.
My cock reacts by throbbing between our bodies.He’s hard as steel too, and I know him well enough to know he wants me to fuck him.
A tremble goes through him and his breaths pick up as we kiss.
“We can’t...”I manage, yet as I speak I find his cock and grip it in my fist.“We can’t, Branson.“
“I say we can.”He tips his face to the stars.“Hell, yeah.Touch me like that.”
I rub his cock root to tip, his body heat soaking onto my palm.
“Yeah.Like that, Daddy.More.”
That word has another growl rumbling from my chest and my asshole clenches with longing for more of everything we used to do to each other.
I work his cock, reminding myself of the shape of his glans and his hot deep slit.He groans and buries his head in my neck.The curve of his body is like coming home and I want each and every one of his gasps to belong to me.Only me.
My focus returns and I look over the pathway to the glossy shrubs hiding us from the skyscrapers.What the fuck am I doing?
“Stop.”I release his cock and push him away.“Branson, we can’t ...you know we can’t.”My lust turns on a dime to anger.He’s always had the unnerving skill to make me forget myself, forget who and what I am and what I can and can’t do.
