Chapter 59

Doyle moaned with satisfaction. This was almost more pleasure than he could take. Everything he wanted was right there before him. He ran his hands through Kord’s blond hair, feeling the blond hunk’s face and the stubble that made him even more appealing.

Then he took Kord under his arms and lifted him to a standing position.

They kissed again. Doyle could taste himself on Kord’s lips. The saltiness, the sweaty savoriness. And he wanted to taste Kord in the same way. Dropping to his knees he plunged his face into Kord’s crotch and gave attention to every spot and inch he could. Sitting back on his haunches, Doyle ran his tongue over Kord’s hairy legs, enjoying the feel of muscle under the fur.

They took turns pleasuring each other until they retreated to the bedroom.

There they lay side by side, facing each other, Doyle falling deeper in love with each passing moment.

“Feeling better?” Kord asked stroking the bandage on Doyle’s arm.