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reassured Luke as he grabbed Luke’s hand in his. His fingers played over Luke’s, and he enjoyed how soft his mate’s hands truly felt. His fingers were long, lithe, and smooth. Luke’s fingernails were sculpted to perfection and clean as a whistle.
    Malcolm’s fingernails were clean, but they weren’t manicured like Luke’s. There seemed to be so many differences between them. Malcolm was large, burly, and hairy. Luke was tall, slim, and elegant.
    As his sausage-like fingers grazed over Luke’s slender ones, he could feel his heart beating in his stomach. His fingers flexed when he felt Luke move an inch closer, his eyes cast down toward their joined hands.
    Malcolm cleared his throat, but couldn’t find any words worth saying. This courting thing was just as hard now as it had been back then. His fingers traced over Luke’s nails, running along his cuticles as he kept his eyes attached to his hands.
    Finally Malcolm braved a small glance. Luke sat there with his bottom lip sucked between his teeth, his cheeks red as roses. When he spotted the nervousness dancing in Luke’s eyes, Malcolm breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn’t the only one feeling awkward at the moment, and for some strange reason, it made him relax.
    “Come here,” Malcolm said as he tugged on Luke’s hand, bringing his mate closer. He could feel his confidence returning, chasing away his shyness as he wrapped one large arm around Luke’s waist and pulled the slimmer man into his lap.
    Luke was jumpy as hell, but Malcolm was there to ease him into this. Knowing his mate was looking to him to make the first move gave Malcolm all the confidence he needed. He tucked a knuckle under Luke’s jaw, making his mate raise his head to look at him.
    “You’re safe here, Luke.”
    His mate nodded as his eyes dropped to Malcolm’s lips. He had no problem giving his mate their first kiss. Malcolm cupped the back of Luke’s head, noticing how soft his mate’s hair was as he pulled Luke toward him.
    As their lips touched for the first time, Malcolm knew he would never get enough of this man. Luke’s lips were soft, supple, as he opened wide for Malcolm’s exploration. He was gentle, making sure he didn’t bruise Luke’s tender lips.
    His other hand massaged Luke’s back, slowly working its way down. Malcolm was itching to feel his mate’s flared mounds. His cock was in full agreement. It had been so long that Malcolm had to concentrate hard to make sure he didn’t come so soon.
    It wasn’t easy. Luke was every bit as soft as he had looked, making Malcolm’s head spin as he pulled Luke even closer. He tilted his head, giving him a better angle to taste Luke’s sweet lips.
    “Pa,” Chance shouted as he burst into the room with Cole in his arms. Malcolm pulled out of the kiss, ready to skin his son’s hide until he saw how wide Chance’s eyes were. It was almost comical.
    “Yes?”
    A slow grin formed on Chance’s face and then fell as he nodded his head toward the hallway. “Someone’s here.”

Chapter Five

    D stood on the front porch, wringing his hands together as he stared at his three brothers. He was glad to see them, but not so glad when he remembered why he had called them.
    But he couldn’t blame them since he had called them to come take care of Sloane, something he wished he could take back. He knew it was too late for that as his brothers stood there scowling at him.
    That was one of the reasons he had left home. His brothers never supported him in anything he did, so he wasn’t sure why he had called them in the first place. It had been panic, pure and simple.
    Even if he told them he didn’t need their help, he had already told them about Sloane, so no matter what he said, they were going to go after his mate.
    That was something D couldn’t let happen, but he couldn’t figure out how to stop them.
    He had thought long and hard about what Pa had said to him, and D had to admit, Sloane had been nothing but careful and