Free Chasing Seth by J.R. Loveless Page A

the back of Seth’s head, not exerting pressure, keeping it light to keep from scaring his skittish mate. Kasey followed the line of Seth’s lips, requesting access to the warm recesses. Seth’s lips parted on a small sound in his throat, and Kasey’s tongue immediately flooded the smaller male’s mouth. A low moan rumbled in his tanned throat. Seth tasted like sunshine and cinnamon, like the musky scent of rain that clung to the earth after a thunderstorm. Kasey’s cock hardened, screaming at him to take his mate.

    Seth had only been able to watch as the tall, virile Cheyenne walked toward the couch. No, make that stalked , he thought. His mouth went dry when Kasey sat down next to him. It took every ounce of control he had not to lean into the gentle touch on his cheek. Suddenly, he’d found himself giving in to the man’s request. “Kasey,” he whispered.

    Pure heat spiraled through his body at the brush of the sheriff’s lips on his. His hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they clutched at the older male’s strong forearms. Kasey tasted of such sweet fire and spice. Fire flickered along Seth’s skin like a burst of power and left him gasping for more. Everything else fell away from the two of them. Seth forgot his dislike and fear of the other shifter. He became nothing more than a mouth, a tongue, and the hard throbbing between his thighs. He moved slightly, moaning against Kasey’s mouth when the movement caused his legs to squeeze his stiff flesh.

    Reality crashed back in, though, when he felt Kasey’s hand gliding along his thigh. He stiffened and yanked himself away, panting. “No, stop.”

    Kasey stilled, immediately pulling his hand back from the supple leg he’d been exploring. He collapsed back against the couch with a sigh. His fingers itched to return to touching his mate, to push higher and feel Seth’s straining length through his jeans. “Forgive me. I didn’t mean for it to go that far.”

    “It shouldn’t have even started,” Seth said roughly. He gathered the little energy he had and moved to the other side of the room. Bracing himself against one of the bookshelves, he leaned his forehead against his arm. He could feel those dark eyes boring into his back but didn’t turn around.

    “You know you can feel it, pup,” Kasey said, his seductive voice rolling over Seth and sending a shudder down his spine.

    “No,” Seth forced out. He would never admit to it. He couldn’t admit to it even though a strange urge inside him wanted him to turn around and go back to the large male sitting behind him. It seemed like a living essence in his stomach, his soul, screaming at him to take what was his. Sweat beaded along his upper lip, and he licked at the salty liquid.

    “Yes,” Kasey breathed hotly against his ear. Seth nearly screamed as his body tightened with need. He’d been so wrapped up in his own thoughts he hadn’t even heard the other shifter approach him. He quivered when he felt Kasey’s hands settle on his hips, gently pulling him back against his chest.

    “Stop,” he pleaded on a whimper, his eyes squeezed shut tightly at the feel of those firm lips on the nape of his neck. “You don’t even wa-want me,” Seth said, stumbling over his words as his body fought to deny the control his mind had over it.

    “No?” Kasey intoned, thrusting his hips forward, grinding his cock into Seth. “You see, Seth, it’s as I told you. Despite my stubborn, bullheaded reaction before, you are my mate. That means I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone else.” He scraped his teeth along the delicate skin of Seth’s bared throat.

    A small keening sound came from Seth, but he forced his body to remain still, not to push into the hot, stiff flesh nudging his lower back or to tilt his head to the side and allow the other male to dominate him. “You… only want me because you think I’m your mate,” he gasped out, his nails digging into the wood of the