Kissing Reno [Brac Village 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen (good books for 8th graders TXT) 📕

bucked, his back arching as his head pushed into the cushion. Damn, he was so fucking beautiful when he was aroused. And the noises, god, the noises excited his blood. They told him that Baker was becoming unhinged in his arms, that Reno was setting his mate on fire. Reno captured his mate’s lips, feeling the vibrations of the whining and gasping against his mouth.

Though the feelings riding him were taking him to heights, Reno needed more. The soft skin, the heated flesh, and the sensuality coming from Baker were too much.

Reno wanted to be inside his mate as he voiced his erotic pleasure. Giving his hips one last roll, Reno moved back onto his knees and pulled at Baker’s jeans, guiding them down the masculine legs. He pushed Baker’s left leg over so he could take them all the way off.

Tossing them aside, Reno drank in the legs that he wanted to feel wrapped around him as he fucked his mate, claimed him. His hands smoothed up Baker’s thighs, cupped his balls, and gave them a light squeeze.

Baker groaned his approval.

“Lube,” Reno said, barely restraining the desperation in his voice.

Baker’s eyes fluttered open, piercing Reno with their intensity. “Bedroom.”

Reno was off the couch and moving toward the bedroom as if he were in a race. He spotted a stand next to Baker’s bed and prayed that was where he kept the lube. If not, Reno wasn’t sure he had the patience to search. Cooking oil would be used instead. But luck was with him when he spotted the tube among other things in the man’s stand.

Snagging the bottle, Reno kicked off his jeans on his way back to his mate. He nearly collided with the wall, losing his balance as one pant leg became entangled on his ankle. Stupid pants.

Stopping long enough to kick them off, Reno was back in the living room, admiring the naked man lying on the couch as he moved closer. Right before he knelt back between Baker’s legs, Reno pulled his shirt over his head and let it fall to the floor.

Baker’s eyes stared at Reno before lowering, going down the length of Reno’s body. They lingered at his erection before moving lower. The heated gaze made Reno move closer, loving that his mate appreciated what he was seeing.

“You look like you want to gobble me up.”

Baker’s cheeks filled with a pink blush as he sucked in his bottom lip. “You have a very nice body.”

“I have to stay in shape for my job.” He wasn’t sure why he had said that. He could have just thanked Baker for the compliment. Reno realized he was just as nervous about claiming Baker as his mate was.

He’d never been edgy when it came to sex. He’d had plenty of it—never boasting that he was an expert—but his heart never pounded as hard as it was now and his hands never shook. But they were as Reno showed Baker the lube. “We’re good.”

Reno inwardly rolled his eyes. Maybe he needed to shut up. Pressing his lips firmly together, Reno rejoined Baker. He tucked the bottle by Baker’s head before pressing his body over his mate’s, taking his lips in another unhurried kiss.

Baker warmed right back up to Reno’s touch, his hands gripping Reno’s shoulders as their tongues dueled. He reached for the bottle, grabbing it.

“Ow,” Baker cried as his hand flew to his head.

Reno realized he had pulled a few strands of Baker’s hair while grabbing the tube. What in the fuck was wrong with him tonight? He was acting like a teenager having awkward and fumbling sex for the first time. He didn’t understand what was going on, but Reno didn’t like it.

“Sorry,” he said lamely, wishing he could reverse what had just happened and avoid the embarrassment.

Baker chuckled. “Excited?”

His mate’s easy laugh had Reno grinning. He was so amped up about claiming the man that he wasn’t enjoying himself. He was all exposed nerves and clumsy moves. Once he knew why he was acting this way, Reno relaxed. “It isn’t every day I claim someone for my mate.”

Baker’s dark-blue eyes began to smolder as he gave a deep nod. “Shit,” Reno whispered under his breath, knowing he was about to lose—and maybe already had lost—himself in this gorgeous creature. Baker was about to become his life, his to protect and love, his lifelong companion. There was going to be no other for Reno.

Baker was it.

But he couldn’t find it in himself to regret a lonely love life that had consisted of random lovers. His coyote was panting, ready to settle down with this one human being.

And so was Reno. He still wasn’t sure why his beast didn’t want to stalk like his kind always did when finding their mate, but Reno wasn’t going to waste his time trying to figure it out. Baker was his and he was going to claim the man.

Reaching between his mate’s parted legs, Reno used two well-lubed fingers to spear inside Baker’s tight ass. Baker gasped, clenching his fingers tighter into Reno’s shoulders as he worked the flesh, stretching the muscle he was going to soon take.

Reno watched the volley of emotions that flickered across Baker’s face, the way his body tensed and then relaxed as he listened to the sounds falling from the man’s parted lips. Baker’s knees drew toward his chest, his legs falling to the sides as Reno inserted a third finger.

The image of Baker underneath him was seared into Reno’s mind as he pulled his hand back. He wanted to remember this moment, the moment when he claimed Baker for his own. With a growl Reno removed his fingers to a soft whine of distress that was quickly replaced by mewls of encouragement as the broad head of his erection was pushed up against Baker’s glistening and pulsating entrance.

Reno felt Baker’s body welcome him with a searing heat and slick tightness as he inched his cock inside. They both groaned at the same time.

He wanted to