Flynn, Joyee - My Feisty Kitten [Purrfect Mates 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online

enough time to get biblically acquainted.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him and leered suggestively.
    “Maybe we should talk first,” Aaron said quietly, but the bulge in his pajama bottoms said something else.
    “Imogen wants to talk to you and apologize. We’ll figure this out, Aaron.” I tugged on his arm and pulled him into a firm embrace. I needed to feel him in every sense of the word and make his sadness go away so much it hurt.
    “You met him first,” Aaron whispered, implying if things went bad, I’d get rid of him instead of Imogen.
    “I’ve known you longer, and I’m not giving either of you up.” Before he could answer, I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him with everything I had. Aaron moaned and slid to the floor with me, wrapping himself around me. “We can be happy, Aaron. I know we all can.”
    “I trust you.” In a flash, he pulled off his bottoms, turned away from me, and presented me his ass. “Claim me, Sasha. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
    “There’s something I have to ask first,” I said slowly as I pulled off my shirt. I wasn’t sure how to phrase what I wanted to say.
    “This isn’t about Logan or wanting to be loved. It isn’t even about being lonely,” he replied firmly as he looked at me over his shoulder. “It’s about us. I love talking to you more than I think I ever have anyone in my life. There’s obviously chemistry between us, too. I want you , Sasha, not just anyone.”
    “Thank you.” I kissed his shoulder and practically shredded my jeans in my rush to get them off. I lined up my cock and realized something. “Shit. Imogen’s magic automatically prepares him. I almost forgot and didn’t stretch or slick you up.”
    “I’m actually stretched,” Aaron said sheepishly as he hung his head. “I was playing with myself while you just were going at it.” I felt a feral grin cross my lips at his admission. “How could I not? You guys were loud, and it sounded fucking hot. I fucked myself with a dildo, so I didn’t run in there and beg to join you.”
    “You like toys?” I groaned and frantically glanced around the kitchen for something to use as slick. I had to squeeze the base of my cock, so I didn’t blow before we got started. The visual he was giving me was just too much.
    “Sometimes,” he whimpered as I ran my hands over the firm globes of his ass. I quickly reached behind me and opened the fridge, groaning what I saw what we needed.
    “Would you let me use toys on you, Aaron?” I purred as I pulled out some caramel sauce to top coffee treats or ice cream.
    “Yes,” he hissed and spread his legs further as I licked his tight puckered hole. While he was distracted, I slicked up my cock and then poured some onto his crack. “Cold!”
    “I’ll warm you up,” I growled as I rubbed my dick over it and set the sauce on the ground. My mate moaned and squirmed under me, but he had been right, he was stretched.
    “Please, Sasha, make me yours,” he begged as he lowered his shoulders to the floor. I wasn’t going to ignore such a request. “Fuck me hard.” Nor that one.
    “Tell me if it’s too much,” I said gently and pushed inside of him. His back bowed as he cried out in delight. Aaron wasn’t that much shorter than me, maybe a few inches, so we were the right height for what I wanted. I leaned over him, wrapping my arm around his chest and pulled us both up to our knees. “Oh fuck you’re tight.”
    “No, you’re just huge!” His whole body shivered as he moved his hands over my arm that was holding him.
    “It’s about to get better,” I whispered in his ear and nipped his lobe. I shifted into my half-and-half form and he screamed as my cock expanded him even further. “Too much?”
    “No! Fuck me,” Aaron yelled and slammed his hips back against mine. He met me thrust for thrust as I pounded into his ass, my arm wrapped around him while my other hand held his right hip. “Never been like this,