Hagen, Lynn - Snooke [Demon Warriors 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen Read Free Book Online Page A

stroking it, as the other hand roamed over Snooke’s hair. Snooke’s lips were wet with his saliva as he began to move his head up and down the shaft. Kane’s cock pulsed in his mouth, letting him know the warrior was close.
    He reached past Kane’s hand and slid his fingers over Kane’s sac, massaging it with his fingers.
    “Yeah, shorty, just like that.” Kane moaned as his hips snapped in quick bursts, nearly choking Snooke. He pulled back to the head and began to suckle it, maneuvering his hand to cup Kane’s balls, and then massaging and slightly tugging on them.
    Kane shouted as hot spurts of cum shot to the back of Snooke’s throat. He drank it down like a parched man, licking at the slit for more. Kane pulled from his mouth and dropped down to his knees, pulling Snooke into an embrace. “So good.” Kane nuzzled into Snooke’s neck.
    Snooke couldn’t believe he’d actually been able to make Kane come. He thought for sure the sheer size of Kane’s cock would be too much. Snooke smiled as the warrior held him, happy he brought Kane off.
    “Come on, babe, let’s get you out of those pants and get you washed up.” Kane stood, lifting Snooke to his feet as well. “You want to go to your place to shower?”
    “Please. I don’t have any clothes here.”
    “I don’t want to sound presumptuous, but you can leave a few items here.” Kane took Snooke’s hand as he led him down the hall. “It doesn’t have to be for sex. I would be convenient though.”
    Snooke closed his eyes as they walked into Kane’s dark bedroom and came out into Snooke’s. “I can do that.” Snooke busied himself by gathering a fresh shirt from his closet along with a pair of black slacks.
    “You dress pretty damn nice, shorty. Look at these threads.” Kane pushed hangers aside and pulled out Snooke’s favorite Dolce & Gabbana shirt.
    “You like that one?” Snooke took it from Kane’s hands when the warrior nodded. He laid it on the bed with his slacks to wear. He put his other choice back and headed toward the bathroom. “Make yourself comfortable.”

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    Kane made himself comfortable by walking through Snooke’s house and getting damn nosey. He walked around, taking a good look at everything. Kane wasn’t looking for anything specifically. He just wanted to get to know Snooke a little better by how he lived.
    Kane noticed that Snooke didn’t have any photos hanging on walls or sitting on his dresser. Wandering into the living room, Kane looked for some in there, but none were around.
    Snooke’s home was almost like a showcase, nothing personal to identify it as his. Snooke had a very contemporary home. The demon had a very expensive-looking black sectional, a chrome lamp that towered over the furniture, and had three separate light fixtures adorning it. The coffee table even looked expensive.
    Kane looked at the door when he heard a knock, wondering if he should answer it. He glanced at the bedroom door, but could hear the shower still going. Fuck it. Crossing the room, Kane opened the door to see a short human standing on the other side with a bouquet of roses.
    This did not set well with him at all.
    “Who the hell are you?” Kane snarled.
    The human grinned up at Kane. “You must be Snooke’s god. Here.” He thrust the flowers into Kane’s hand. “You could use these.”
    Kane grabbed the bundle before they hit the floor. What in the hell was going on here? “Again, who are you?”
    “Dillon, Snooke’s neighbor.” The guy looked behind Kane into Snooke’s apartment. “So where is he?”
    Kane looked down at the roses and then back at Dillon. “In the shower.”
    “So you finally tapped that ass.” Dillon chuckled as he pushed past Kane and walked into the living room. “Good. I was starting to think I would have to put Snooke out of his misery.”
    Kane set the roses on the coffee table and then thought better of it. He took them in the kitchen and stared at the trash can for a moment