Evans, Gabrielle - From This Moment [The Moonlight Breed 7] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic Ma by Gabrielle Evans (best desktop ebook reader txt) 📕

though. Something he hoped to  rectify in the next few minutes. “You might want to turn the television  on,” he warned Oscar as he started toward the bathroom. “Loudly.”

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Cian pounded his fist against the shower wall and grunted as the hot water fell over his back. When was it going to stop? Just when they finally got one thing settled, a dozen more problems cropped up.

Thankfully, the other patients Zavion mentioned had been rescued from The Hive, but they were still being held in Tennessee. They’d been taken to the nearest pack for medical treatment and held there for questioning. According to Flynn, they would be arriving in Haven at the end of the week.

While good news, it did raise more concerns. Would the new residents have those tracking chips? Would they be poisoned? Would more Drones follow them to Wyoming? Gods, the list never ended.  Then there was the little problem of actually removing the microchips.

Destin was quick to say that there was no way for him to remove the little tracking devices. However, he had an idea of how to disable and dissolve them. As Cian’s bad luck would have it, the method

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Destin outlined would undoubtedly cause Zavion more pain and suffering. He just couldn’t catch a fucking break.

“What did that wall ever do to you?” Gloriously naked and so beautiful that it made Cian’s chest ache, Zavion stepped into the shower in front of him and moaned as the spray of water pelted against his shoulders. “Why so grumpy?”

With his mate’s scent permeating the air around him and all that smooth, delectable skin on display, he really couldn’t remember why he’d been in a bad mood. He could barely remember his own name.

Grabbing Zavion around the back of his thighs, Cian lifted him easily, pinning his back to the wall under  the showerhead. “I forget, but I’m feelin’ much better now.” His lips traveled up the curve of  Zavion’s neck, and he swirled his tongue into the hollow indention just behind his ear.

With all the chaos going on, he hadn’t really had time to pay

proper attention to his lover. Plus, there was a part of him that felt  guilty when the thought did flicker through his mind. Zavion had died  for all intents and purposes. He’d suffered more than anyone should.  While he’d  passed  his physical with flying colors two days before,  Cian couldn’t just erase everything that had happened from his

memory.

“I’ve missed you,” Zavion whispered against his cheek. “Even  when you’re right beside me, you’re a million miles away.”

It was true and only added to his  feelings of  guilt. Even at night, when he  was holding the man in his arms, his mind raced with things  that had happened and things that would come.  There hadn’t been  much left over for one-on-one time, and if he was being honest, he  tried to avoid talking about the time when Zavion had been sick.

Nothing could make him forget that feeling of heart-wrenching  despair, but he never wanted to speak of it again.

“What do you want, little fox? Anything, I’ll give ya anything.”

“I just want you to love me,” Zavion responded breathlessly as he  rocked his hips, gliding his hard cock along Cian’s abs.

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“Ah, but I do love you. Ya know this.” He kissed back down  Zavion’s throat and across his collarbones. Anchoring his mate to the  tiles with his larger body, he slid one hand over the outside of  Zavion’s thigh in a sensual caress, loving the shivers it elicited from  his lover.

His touch was easy and gentle, barely a fluttering of his fingertips,as he smoothed over Zavion’s soft hip, up his side, and around to his curved spine. The muscles in Zavion’s back flexed and rippled as he continued to rock his hips. Moans of need and grunts of frustration mingled as they rolled  from his plump lips, and his fingers scrambled for purchase against Cian’s  wet,  slippery shoulders.

“Please, Cian. It’s been  forever.”

In actuality, it had been barely two weeks, but Cian understood.  He felt the same clawing desire as it burned through him like wildfire.  His swollen cock pulsed rhythmically with each beat of his heart, and the friction caused by Zavion’s movements was making his head reel.

Shoving at his chest in clear irritation, Zavion reached between them and fisted Cian’s dick in a firm grasp. “If this isn’t in my ass in the next three minutes, I’ll…I’ll…”

“You’ll do what, exactly?” Cian teased, though he was fighting

back a moan. “You’ll stutter at me?”

“Cian Murphy,” Zavion snapped at him. “You fuck me good and  proper right now, or I’ll find someone else who will.”

A loud growl, though human in nature, rumbled through  his chest,  and Cian tangled his fingers in Zavion’s hair, pulling his head back on  his shoulders as his lover gasped. “Is that so?”  Cian considered  himself fairly easygoing, but the thought of his mate in another’s arms  was enough to make him see red. “And are ya already havin’ someone  in mind, Zavion?”

“Nope.” A wickedly sexy grin curled his lips while his eyes

flashed with desire. “I got your attention, though.”

“Ya little shit. You’ll be the death of me, ya will.”

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In his heart, he knew Zavion would never betray him, but some primal part of him still needed to prove he was more than enough for his little fox. His muscles quivered, his hands shook, and his mouth watered as he fought back the beast inside him that wanted to mark  Zavion, to claim him as taken for all to see.

“Nope,” Zavion repeated, “but I will keep you on your toes.” He  wiggled his hips and tugged on Cian’s neck until he relented and bent  his head for a deep, penetrating kiss.

As the intensity of the kiss escalated, so did Cian’s hunger for his  mate. His beast pawed at him, demanding to know what the hell he  thought he was waiting for. The water from the showerhead rained  down  over them, making Zavion’ s golden hair appear darker where it  curled in disarray around his delicate cheeks. Beads of moisture rolled  along