Free McLeod, Anitra Lynn - Dirty Cowboy (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by McLeod-Anitra-Lynn Page B

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    “I’ve got you.”
    Everett struggled against whatever held him, his panic rising from his inability to comprehend what had happened. A part of him recognized the sound as speech, but he didn’t quite grasp what was being said.
    “Relax. Let me help you.”
    Everett stopped struggling mainly because the sound of the voice was soothing and vaguely familiar. Besides, whoever was helping him seemed to be able to keep his head above water. That was important. He couldn’t breathe underwater. Right now that was about the only thing he seemed to fully comprehend.
    “Try to stand, Everett.”
    He shook his head, wanting to stay right where he was, but the person behind him kept tugging on him until they reached the bank. Here, the water wasn’t as deep, and he was able to settle on his knees. When he turned to look over his shoulder, he saw a creature who held him in thrall.
    Behind him, helping him, was something with beautiful features and the kindest expression. Familiar and foreign all at the same time, Everett merely watched the creature until he realized whatever the being was, it was built like himself. Human, he thought. Man? That seemed right, but he wasn’t certain.
    “Do you remember me?”
    Everett simply stared. Every moment that passed pushed words into his mind, words that helped him place what he was and what he was seeing.
    The man reached out to him, cupping his hand to Everett’s face. A powerful sensation made him sway in the water. A touch, his touch, was something that Everett craved more of as soon as he had the barest bit.
    “I’m Dalton.”
    “Dalton.” Everett spoke the name, feeling his mouth and tongue move in concert. He giggled at how the vibration from his chest tickled his nose. Dalton. That was this man’s name just like Everett was his name. And that look on Dalton’s face. That was a smile. And when Dalton leaned close, so close that Everett could see that his eyes were the richest shade of blue, and pressed his lips against Everett, that was a kiss.
    A kiss.
    Memories flooded into his brain. Almost of their own accord, his arms came up and wrapped around Dalton. A kiss, a hug, and then as Dalton helped him stand, their bodies pressed together. Naked. They were soaking wet and naked and alone. Recollections of all they had done in human form surged into his mind, causing his mouth to water and his cock to harden.
    “I remember.” Everett squeezed Dalton. “I remember everything.”
    Overcome with joy, he and Dalton moved to the bank where they rested on their backs. Feet in the water, hands firmly clasped, they lay there looking up through the broad leaves of a cottonwood tree. There was no rush now, not when they were together. After a time, they grew accustomed to their human forms, and with that came remembrance of how to move without falling down. But more than that came the recollection of how they’d loved.
    Rolling up to a sitting position, Everett looked around the spring, confirming that he and Dalton were alone. With a grin, he slipped into the water and pulled Dalton in after him.
    Laughing, they tumbled in the spring. They played, splashing one another until desire swept away the giddy relief that caused their bubbly behavior. This time when Dalton pressed against him, an electrical surge plowed through Everett’s body, igniting a hunger that he couldn’t control.
    Everett pulled Dalton against him, kissing him as he drew him down into the water. Once there he urged Dalton onto his back, near the bank, so he could lift his hands and hold on. Gently, Everett eased Dalton’s body out until he was floating on the surface.
    “Hold on.”
    Dalton grinned and dug his fingers into the bank, but it crumbled. Instead, he lowered his arms into the water, finding something below to hold him steady in the gentle current.
    Once Dalton was set, Everett placed openmouthed kisses along his body, working his way down to Dalton’s hips.
    “Spread your legs for