Page 81 of Slow Heat

Jason’s chest shook with the beating of his heart, echoing Vale’s own inner pulsing.

“You taste so good,” Jason whispered, his eyes drawing down to Vale’s mouth. “Too good.”

Vale groaned, fisted his hands in Jason’s shirt, and shoved him back against the counter as he took his mouth again. Jason let him, and they moved against each other, hard and eager. Jason shook and moaned and then gripped Vale by the back of the neck, hauled him close, and kissed him until Vale’s knees buckled.

Holding Vale up with one arm around his waist, Jason broke free of the kiss. “You smell so good. Wet and open for me. So easy. So ready.”

“Always ready for you,” Vale answered, like he’d been programmed to say it.

Involuntary. Compulsory.True.

“Yes,” Jason hissed.

Vale’s hole quivered. “I need you.”

Jason’s fingers clenched the back of his neck hard and he squeezed his eyes shut tight. “Wait, hold on.”

Vale’s heart hammered. Was his baby alpha going to back out now? Get him riled up and then fail to plug his desperate, opening hole with his giant, hungry cock?

Wait…giant, hungry cock? Wolf’s-own lust, what was hethinking? He was already so far gone.

Jason gritted out. “We need to make a decision. A smart one.”

Vale hitched his hips against Jason’s, his dick aching and his asshole soaked. It was all he could do not to demand Jason fuck him now. “I can’t think when I can still taste your spit,” Vale whispered, licking his lips for any hint of more.

“Fuck,” Jason said, gazing down at him wide-eyed.

“But we shouldn’t…” He couldn’t even make himself truly protest.Thiswas why they weren’t supposed to be alone.

“Turn around,” Jason said, flipping Vale to face the counter as he said the words.

It was hard and quick. Jason plastered himself against Vale’s back and kissed his neck, his ears, and rubbed the crotch of his work pants against Vale’s soft trousers, pressing against Vale’s ass.

Vale arched back against him, eager and ready for whatever Jason wanted to do. “Yes,” he moaned. “Please.”

Jason grunted, shoving his hard cock against Vale’s ass. He kissed Vale’s neck, sending shivery sweetness cascading over his skin. Then Jason cursed softly and ripped himself away from Vale.

“No,” Vale whimpered, gazing mournfully over his shoulder. “Come back.”

Jason shook his head. His eyes were glazed over and he panted, physically trembling, but he held himself away. “Let’s eat.”

Vale stayed braced against the counter with his cock thumping hard down the leg of his pants. “What?”

“Let’s eat now,” Jason said, voice gravelly, looking away from Vale and out the kitchen window onto the side lawn. “We’ll finish this at a better time.”

Vale turned around slowly to stare at him. “Are you insane? Or just an asshole?”

Jason laughed. “I’m trying to prove something to you. I can control myself. You’re making it hard, but I figure if this is a test, I’m going to pass it, even if it’s just barely.”

Vale blinked at him, utterly lust-addled. He stayed silent as Jason adjusted his cock and then gingerly moved to sit at the kitchen table. It took several stunned moments to join him there. When he did, Jason still had the haze of lust in his eyes, but he smiled hopefully.

“So we’re just going to eat now?” Vale hissed.

“Yes.” Jason picked up his sandwich and took a bite.

“You’re serious?”

Nodding, Jason chewed and swallowed. “Hey, this is good! Rosen didn’t do your sandwich skills justice.”