Jordan's Desires [Brac Village 9] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove), Lynn Hagen [sight word books .TXT] 📗

not to bite. Bailey arched his back, sensual moans filling the room as he began to meet Jordan thrust for thrust. Their movements became faster, harder, stronger.

Bailey was the first to cry out, screaming Jordan’s name. His control slipped, just a notch, and then it shattered as Jordan’s climax tore through him. Unable to stop his beast, Jordan sank his teeth into Bailey’s shoulder.

Jordan was thrown into a conflagration of sensation that he couldn’t stop. His hips were moving at lightning speed as he rode a wave of such pure pleasure that control was impossible. His hands held Bailey’s hips fiercely as he thrust into his mate, plunging, throwing himself higher with each stroke into an orgasm that threatened to destroy him.

He circled his arms around Bailey as he pulled his canines free. His hand stroked down his mate’s chest. “You’re like a flame against me,” he whispered. “So sweet and hot.”

He could hear Bailey swallowing hard. His mate pulled at Jordan’s arms and Jordan knew that Bailey was shutting down on him. He had fucked around and claimed Bailey even after he told the man that it would be nothing but sex.

There was nothing Jordan could do about it now. He only prayed that Bailey didn’t crush him as he had been crushed.

Chapter Five

Bailey was sore as hell the next day at work. He was also paranoid, waiting for the cops to show up and arrest him because of the man Jordan had killed. Jordan had explained everything to Bailey on their ride to the lawyer’s home.

Jordan had told him about shifters, vampires, demons, Vampire Hunters, and everything in between. His mind was still trying to absorb it all. But out of everything Jordan had told him, what scared Bailey the most was what he felt for the man when Jordan was fucking him.

“Long night?” Travis asked, his eyes flickering to the spot where Jordan had bitten him. That bite had shocked him, but Bailey had been too far gone at the time to care. Now that it was the next morning, Bailey wondered what the biting meant, if anything.

He also wondered if Travis knew what had taken place in Mark’s Garage. “Why do you ask?” Bailey tried not to sound guilty. He phrased his question in a nonchalant tone.

Travis laughed. “You have a glow about you, my man. Did you finally get laid?”

If Travis only knew. Jordan hadn’t just fucked Bailey, he…he… Bailey couldn’t even think of a way to describe what Jordan had done to him. Not even Harley had been so tender, so raw, and no one had ever made Bailey come without touching himself. He normally couldn’t come at all with a cock in his ass, but Jordan had changed all that.

Bailey was terrified of what Jordan was doing to him. But as Travis grinned at him, Bailey couldn’t help but return the smile. It had been freaking fantastic!

“Maybe.”

“I knew it!” Travis hooted with laughter. “I sure as hell hope the old Bailey comes back. I miss him,” Travis said somberly.

Bailey was kind of feeling like his old self. Who knew one bout of sex would help wash away Harley? The only problem with what had taken place was the fact that Bailey was starting to develop feelings for Jordan.

He was torn between giving in to what Jordan wanted and protecting his heart. He never wanted to feel that kind of pain again.

Bailey had told Bear that he would give this a try, and that’s what he was going to do. He just wasn’t going to let his heart go until he was one hundred percent positive that Jordan wasn’t going to crush him.

They had a dinner date tonight and Bailey was looking forward to it. He just hoped Jordan didn’t kill anyone before they had a chance to eat this time. Just in case, Bailey headed toward the kitchen to grab some lunch.

“I have to know,” Travis said as he followed Bailey. “How did that mountainous man talk you into letting him claim you?”

“Don’t start, Travis. I’m just getting to know him. Jordan and I are only friends. Don’t even think about needling me as far as mating is concerned. I’m not ready for that.”

Travis cleared his throat but didn’t say any more. Bailey was surprised that his friend wasn’t all over him about letting Jordan mate with him. In the past year, Travis had tried his best to pull Bailey out of his depression. The guy should be talking nonstop about Jordan being Bailey’s mate.

The man’s quietness was a little off-putting but Bailey let it go. He had other things to think about besides Travis’s muteness. Like Jordan. It was as if some kind of switch had been flipped on inside of him. Bailey couldn’t get the handsome and muscular man off of his mind. All he kept thinking about was how he had run his hands through Jordan’s hair or the way Jordan had kissed and touched him.

Bailey’s body ached for the black panther. It was insane. They had only had sex one time, yet Bailey couldn’t stop thinking about it—thinking about Jordan. Gah, he was a mess. Bailey was starting to think that no matter how much he fought his attraction, he was going to fall hard for Jordan.

And the implications of that terrified the hell out of him.

Bailey, lost in his chaotic thoughts, almost dropped the jar of mayonnaise in his hand when the warning bell went off. He looked at the jar then at the meat and cheese piled on his sandwich.

“There goes lunch,” Bailey grumbled to himself as he put the mayonnaise away and then wrapped up his sandwich and stuck it in the fridge. At this rate, he was going to wither away to nothing.

He could see the other firefighters snapping on their turnout gear and grabbing their jackets. Bailey did the same. He grabbed his gear then ran to the fire truck, jumping on as it started to drive out of the station house.

He hadn’t