Run with the Moon by Bailey Bradford Read Free Book Online

all been about getting off. Your lips, however, they’re definitely made for kisses. I’d take my time, and get us both off all night long. I’d move your pants out of the way, push them down after I opened them so I could feel your cock in my hand.”
    Aaron licked his lips, trying to imagine living a life where he could have such freedom. I could have one night. One night of letting go of the worries and responsibilities. No one will come looking for me yet. Not until morning. Not when word gets back that there are shifters out here. They’ll want daylight to hunt for me in.
    Valen frowned. “Do humans still have a stupid hang-up over same-sex breeding?”
    “Breeding?” Aaron squeaked. “You can’t— I can’t get pregnant!”
    Valen snickered, at the same time cupping Aaron’s chin. “It’s a figure of speech. Breeding, mating, fucking, having sex, it’s all the same thing to us. Unless humans have changed a whole lot in the past two hundred years, then no, you can’t get knocked up.”
    “Men can’t,” Aaron clarified. “I don’t know about anywhere else, but for my people, um, sex is for procreation only until we’ve contributed children to the village population. Men and women have a duty to ensure the survival of our species.” It was the way it’d been for them ever since Aaron had been aware of it, anyway.
    Valen released his chin and sat back before propping an arm on his elbow. “Duty, huh? This is going to be interesting.”
    Aaron didn’t want to explain it. He felt unaccountably ashamed of the rules he’d been taught to live by. He looked at Valen, wondering how to make him drop the conversation. There was a way, Aaron suspected, and it’d be violating one of his people’s rules.
    Wasn’t that part of why he was out snooping around in the first place? “I’m so tired of rules and being scared.”
    “You don’t have to be scared, not of me.” Valen reached for him again, and this time he moved until he was very close. He cupped Aaron’s face in big, rough-skinned hands. “Not of me. Stay here with me tonight. Tomorrow I’ll make sure you return to your home.”
    Aaron stopped worrying. It was only a few hours, after all. No one else ever had to know. “Okay.”
    Valen had told him not to be afraid, yet it felt like fear that poured into Aaron. Then it wasn’t fear at all. It was shock and lust as Valen pressed his lips to Aaron’s.
    Aaron opened for Valen. He placed his hands on Valen’s biceps and held on while trying to keep up with the kiss.
    Valen growled and pushed his tongue in deeper, pressing Aaron’s down, dominating the kiss.
    Aaron liked it, a lot. He liked the way Valen tasted—dark and mysterious, addictive. He liked the sounds Valen made, the possessive growls and grunts, the feel of Valen’s hands on him.
    With the way Valen was taking over, Aaron could even lie and tell himself that he was only giving in, fearful of the big bad shifter. He’d fantasized, hadn’t he? So many times he’d masturbated to thoughts of being held down by a man, of being handled by someone who possessed hard, bulging muscles and a stiff, prodding cock.
    He’d had more twisted fantasies than that, but there was no need for them now as Valen eased him down onto his back. Valen covered him almost immediately, save for fiddling with Aaron’s waistband. He unfastened Aaron’s pants with ease, then pushed them down, just as he’d said he would. “Lift your uninjured leg up.” Valen stripped Aaron almost fully, leaving his leathers beneath the knee of on only from the knee of his other leg. The rest of him was bared to Valen.
    Aaron had a second to feel self-conscious about his genitals being exposed to someone else before Valen touched his shaft. Immediately, his body was suffused with such strong arousal he almost embarrassed himself by coming on the spot. All it would take was another caress to his penis like that first one from Valen and Aaron’s release would follow