“O-oh,” Rider stuttered. “Why is that?”
“Because I see the exact same thing in you.” Sean smiled beautifully and leaned in for another kiss.
* * * *
Sean
He maneuvered himself to settle between Rider’s spread thighs, and took his weight on his hands as he leaned down to nuzzle Rider’s neck. He was in love with this man, this wolf, who, despite being so much bigger than Sean, was giving himself to him in such a simple, yet powerful way.
Sean licked Rider here and there, tasted his clean skin and rejoiced in the flavor that could only be Rider’s own. From his neck, to his mouth, to a bronze-colored nipple, to the hairy armpit. His man was all masculine energy wrapped in a tall, modelesque, package.