Liam by Toni Griffin (english novels to improve english TXT) 📗

you planning to join me sometime this century?" Declan bit his lip to stop a cry of pleasure escaping.

He'd no idea where all his confidence had come from; he normally acted quiet and shy unless someone caught him in in a kitchen baking. He considered it the one domain where he could and would easily take charge.

This boldness, however, was completely new. He'd never acted with aggression towards any previous lover.

Declan wondered if the fact Liam being his mate, even if they had yet to claim each other, had him acting so self-assured and knowing what he wanted.

Declan didn't realise he'd missed the grand unveiling until the mattress dipped slightly beside him when Liam crawled his way up Declan's body. Declan stopped the movement of his hand when he met Liam's gaze. Liquid silver, the effect utterly took Declan's breath away and he reached out to his mate.

Liam turned his head slightly and pressed his lips to Declan's palm before lowering his body and kissing the leaking tip of Declan's cock. Declan moaned, loving the feel of Liam's soft mouth against his engorged flesh. Liam didn't take it any further; instead he dipped his tongue in Declan's bellybutton then made his way up Declan's chest in a line of light, barely-there whisper soft touches. Each nipple received a gentle bite then his sternum followed by his neck, his jaw and finally his lips.

Declan melted into the sweet, gentle press of lips against his own, Liam shuddered above him as their cocks met for the first time, hard flesh against hard flesh. Declan's sounds quickly swallowed by Liam as he deepened their kiss.

When Liam broke the contact his lips were red and swollen, a light sheen of saliva coating them. Declan loved the fact he'd made them look that way.

"You really need to stop doing that." Declan tried to pull Liam back down.

"Stop what?" Liam asked.

"Stop stopping." Declan whined low in his throat.

"Huh?"

Liam's wicked smile had Declan thinking the man knew exactly what he did to Declan. "Every time you kiss me, you always stop right when it gets interesting. You need to stop stopping." Adamant, Declan needed that to happen.

Liam threw his head back and laughed. His body shook against Declan's. Liam's cock rubbing against his had him leaking out another drop of pre-cum.

"Liam," he whined.

He didn't want laughing. He wanted Liam fucking him through the mattress.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" Liam asked Declan blushed at the declaration.

"I'm so glad I finally found you."

"Technically I found you," Declan said impishly.

"Shut up and kiss me." Liam growled and mashed their mouths together once again.

Declan wouldn't argue. He sank further into the mattress when Liam plundered his mouth. Their bodies aligned perfectly. Liam's hard, leaking shaft rubbing against his own had Declan on the verge of climax before he even realised it was possible.

Declan frantically pushed against Liam's chest, trying to get him to stop for a moment, so he could breathe and try and regain some control over his errant body.

Ironic, wanting Liam to stop after Declan just got through telling Liam not to, but he didn't want to come too soon.

Liam took the hint and paused, looking down with a question in his eyes.

"Sorry, was about two seconds away from blowing, and I don't want to do that yet."

"Why the hell not?" Liam asked, confused.

Declan blushed. The scent of Liam's arousal increased as the man watched him. "I don't want to come until you're buried deep inside me," he whispered with his eyes closed, too embarrassed to look at Liam when telling him what he wanted.

The deep rumbling in Liam's chest caused Declan's body to shiver with want and he reached out to place his hand against the lightly furred skin. The torso vibrated under his touch, his cock twitching with the sensations.

"Your wish is my command, honey." Liam's voice went low and sexy

Before Declan could utter a single word he had been flipped over, his face now buried in the pillow. He inhaled deeply, letting Liam's scent surround him. Declan's cock grew ever harder, if possible. Liam placed his hands on either side of Declan's hips and lifted them to the perfect height. Liam's rough calloused fingers moved and parted Declan's cheeks, exposing his clenching hole for Liam to see.

A moan tore from Declan's throat when Liam's tongue swiped across his puckered ring then travelled down towards his balls before sliding all the way to the top of his crack. He finally zeroed back in on Declan's entrance.

Declan tilted his hips back further when Liam's tongue speared past the first ring of muscle. Liam's thumb gently caressed his hole before it too worked its way inside him. Declan bit the pillow underneath him to stop from crying out at the feeling of finally being penetrated.

Declan had died and gone to heaven. Liam worked his body like a finely tuned instrument. Just when Declan thought he would come from the many sensations shooting through his body, Liam pulled back. Declan whimpered at the feeling of loss that encompassed him. His muscles twitched, his body wanting to be filled again.

Liam kissed his lower back. "My name would look perfect right here," Liam whispered, almost too quiet for Declan to hear.

Liam's thumb traced a line across Declan's back just above his crack. He suspected Liam had been talking to himself more than him.

"Liam," Declan said almost desperately, he needed his mate to finish what he had started.

"Coming, honey. Good things come to those who wait, you know." Liam leant over and rummaged in his bedside drawer, pulling out a half empty bottle of lube.

Thoughts of why the bottle would be half empty and of men, other than himself, in his mate's bed had Declan's wolf coming to the surface. His canines lengthened, his eyes shifted, and a loud growl escaped his chest, no matter how hard he tried to hold the damn thing back.

Liam looked at him with the biggest grin Declan had ever seen on anyone. "God, you're hot when you're