Read Dagon's Ride [Brac Pack 19] for Free Online Page B

shoes off, hearing them hit the floor and trying his best to rid himself of his jeans. Dagon slid his hand in the waistband, tugging them down and off.
    With his cock fully freed, Taylor boldly began to stroke the hardened shaft, unable to look up at his mate, but unable to care that he was lying in a man’s lap as he did it either. He moaned when Dagon’s hand joined his, the strong grip sending pulses of raw need throughout his entire body.

    40
    Lynn Hagen
    His voice echoed a throaty whine in the quiet room, the callused hand slowly and torturously worshipping his shaft. “Dagon.” Taylor wasn’t sure why he called the man’s name, and he wasn’t sure he would keep his sanity at the moment either.
    “ Cachorro, are you sure you’re ready?” Taylor couldn’t think right now, let alone answer any questions.
    He pulled at Dagon’s clothes, wanting skin, needing to be touched in the most intimate way.
    Dagon nodded, placing Taylor on the bed and disrobing, pulling Taylor’s shirt free to leave them both bare.
    Taylor’s breath hitched, and then his world turned inside out when Dagon rubbed his naked body over his. He spread his legs apart, his groin blazing to be sated. His skin began to buzz with the skin-on-skin contact.
    His hands reached up, landing on Dagon’s shoulders, and pulled his mate down to him. Taylor wanted lips, teeth, and tongue. Dagon meshed their lips together, giving Taylor the most seductive kiss he had ever had. He opened as Dagon’s tongue swept in, stealing the very breath from his lungs.
    His legs came up and laced around Dagon’s waist, trying in earnest to grind his cock into some part of this fearsome man. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of Dagon’s shoulders, pulling him forward and pushing him back. Taylor was losing his mind.
    Dagon’s hands explored his body in such a sensual manner that Taylor thought he would go up in flames. The feeling of a man’s cock against him didn’t repulse him like he’d thought it would. This made him even braver. He grabbed one of Dagon’s hands and guided it down and behind him.
    His mate’s eyes locked on to his, his eyes questioning as Taylor bit his bottom lip and nodded.
    Taylor hissed when a finger was inserted into him. It felt strange, foreign, and wonderful.
    “Relax, cachorro . I will take this as slow as you need me to.” Dagon’s Ride
    41
    Taylor nodded, taking a deep breath and exhaling as he unclenched his muscle and concentrated on Dagon’s grassy green eyes.
    His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his body arched off of the bed when an electricity shower of epic proportions rained down on him. Dagon had rubbed over something inside of him, and Taylor’s world began to spin sideways.
    “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Dagon whispered.
    Taylor lost the power of speech. Fragments of who he was splintered as he came. He grabbed on to Dagon, wrapping his arms around his mate’s neck as wave after wave of seed spilled from him.
    Dagon pulled his hand free, Taylor tensing when Dagon grabbed for the lube.
    “Look into my eyes, cachorro .” Taylor did, and saw just how deep and dark the green had turned. “Your body is wonderment to my eyes, your smile more beautiful than a hundred angels.” As his mate crooned to him, Taylor felt Dagon breach him. It was the oddest feeling he’d ever experienced. It pinched and burned, and then slowly eased into something more exhilarating than life.
    “O h, god.” Taylor felt Dagon’s cock all the way to his toes. He tilted higher, wanting Dagon to rub that spot again. Dagon’s hands were like manacles as he grabbed Taylor’s wrists and pushed them above his head. He thrust harder, pulling back slowly, allowing that large cock to scrap over his sweet spot, and then rocked back in.
    Taylor wasn’t going to survive this.
    Dagon pulled free, and Taylor wanted to pummel his fists into his mate’s chest. What the hell?
    “Turn over.”
    Taylor moved quickly, wanting to feel Dagon