s eyes and drifted for a moment, savoring the perfection of their joining. His knot tingled all over, sending small tendrils of joy into his brain as if he were still coming. The young omega's ta

the young man's soiled, sweat-covered body from his face to his toes. Brian's hands trembled when he bathed his unexpected lover, overcome with tenderness and fear. Who are you? How come it feels like I know you? God help me, but you're perfect. The omega slept through it all. Brian tucked him under the blanket and went to take a shower, hoping it would clear his brain. It didn't. Unable to stay away, he returned to his bedroom and lay down next to the sleeping boy. He opened his laptop and tried getting through the report his secretary had sent him, but soon his eyes got heavy. He put the laptop on the nightstand and turned onto his side. Staring at the omega's relaxed features, he let himself drift. A movement in his bed stirred him awake. Confused, he opened his eyes. It was still dark. A body was pressed against his, naked under the covers, clinging to him. The young man's skin was warm now. Brian threw an arm over him and slept. RAY The dreams were distressing. He was in a burning car stuvhed in the passengers seat while looking at his mother's blood stained face telling him to take good care if his younger sister Tania,he was trying to listen to what his father was telling him before he felt that his skin was being carresed with rough hands before he woke up from his dream. He woke up and caressed Brian's d*ck and balls, reaching into his crease with thick fingers, and he was drowning in lust, begging to be taken. The man smelled so good, of strength, masculine sweat, the rich soil of the forest, and fresh pine wood. And he was warm, so warm. Ray edged closer to the hot skin. Brian .His name is BRIAN. .The touches felt amazing, even in his dream, and he moaned. He grew hard, and his hole loosened, slick and empty.Ray knew this man; he craved him. The gentle touches weren't enough. He wanted to kiss him. A stab of need jolted him awake, and he blinked into the darkness. Where was he? Weren't there supposed to be cars? No. He lay in a bed, a fluffy blanket on top of him. Soft moonlight streamed through a window. He was in a room, not outside. The wetness between his *ss cheeks wasn't a dream. Gentle