“By the time the minister announced us as wed, I was already pulling Tate into my arms and sealing my mouth over his. I tuned out everyone else but him and me and told him with my touch the things… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“But nothing sounded better then when the minister announced us as Michael, Tate and Matthew Hawkins.” — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“I think we killed Beck, though,” Quinn said when I released his mouth. “Beck,” I murmured. Beck said something into the bedding that I… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Am I hurting you?” I asked worriedly. He shook his head violently. “I can’t wait anymore,” he managed to get out and then his… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Fuck,” Quinn hissed as his body opened up for me. He was lying over Beck’s back, his tanned skin dark against our young lover’s… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Dante?” “Yeah?” I called as I began wiping my hands on a towel since I knew what Magnus wanted. “Matty wants to say hi.”… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“I’d suspected as much, though I wasn’t sure if Memphis was going to go for that. While it had been almost a week since… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“I nodded. I risked a glance at Pops and then looked at my dad. “We…we’re hoping to have what Uncle Ren, Uncle Declan and… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“But as the day went on and Cole hadn’t returned, I’d sensed the same worry in him that was going through me. It was… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Thirteen,” Dante murmured and I closed my eyes because I knew what was coming next. “I” — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“He closed his good eye and searched his mind for an image of Luke and a ripple of pleasure went through him as he… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“I would never get used to how gorgeous he was or the effect he had on me besides just intimidating the hell out of… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“I went for Brody only because he was closer. It took just two strides to reach him and my mouth was on his before… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Do you ever play with yourself here?” I heard Hawke ask as he pressed against me again and flicked his finger over my hole.… — Sloane Kennedy Copy Share Image
