Adult Excerpt
Heart of a Mountain

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Aldrin's breath caught when he saw something heated flash in Jonah's pale gray eyes right before the man looked away.

"I should go finish making dinner," the man said.

Aldrin unclasped his hands from under his chin and curled his fingers into Jonah's shirt. He really didn't want to go anywhere. Even as bruised and abused as he was, Aldrin couldn't remember the last time he had felt so safe. Not even when the sheriff had been in his hospital room had he felt this safe, maybe even not before he got attacked.

He didn't want to move in case the sensation went away.

"Stay," Aldrin whispered as his eyes dropped to Jonah's lips. "Please."

There was a slight rounding of Jonah's eyes. "Do you know what you are asking, Aldrin?"

Aldrin really had no fucking idea, but he was going to bluff until his face turned blue. "I know I want to stay right here with you." Aldrin swallowed the tight knot in his throat. "In this bed."

To prove his point, Aldrin leaned down and pressed his lips to Jonah's. While he wasn't totally inexperienced, his history of sexual experienced could be counted in single digits. He wanted to come off as worldly, but the frown on Jonah's face said he had merely made a fool of himself.

With a muffled sob, Aldrin pushed away from Jonah. When Jonah grabbed him and held him in place, Aldrin struggled to get away. In an instant, he found himself rolled beneath Jonah's body. The large man pinned him to the mattress, stretching his arms over his head.


Aldrin stilled. His heart beat erratically, but it wasn't from fear. It was something else, something Aldrin couldn't quite define.

“God, you’re sexy,” he whispered as he stared up at Jonah.

Jonah grinned. “Yeah?”

Aldrin inhaled sharply as he was hit with a wave of desire so hot that he felt singed right down to the core. His cock stiffened. His body ached to feel Jonah inside of him. He needed it more than he had ever needed anything on earth. He needed that connection with Jonah.

“Jonah,” Aldrin whispered, trying to keep the pleading out of his voice but knowing he failed when Jonah’s eyes snapped to his and began to fill with lust. “I need you.”

Jonah didn't even hesitate. He pushed back and practically tore Aldrin's clothes from his body. He quickly got rid of his own clothes then grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom from the nightstand drawer.

He eyed the handsome man before him, licking his lips in anticipation. “Oh yeah,” he whispered right before he leaned up and nipped at one of Jonah's brown hued nipples.

The low, needy groan he heard from above him made Aldrin feel giddy. He loved knowing he had made Jonah feel good. It was almost as good as an orgasm...almost.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good at that,” Jonah groaned. “Your mouth is like magic.”

Aldrin grinned before kissing a path across Jonah's hairy chest to the other nipple. Jonah's body was massive and muscular, something that Aldrin found very arousing. The soft flesh over a hard steel body, the sweet taste of Jonah's skin, all of it combined to drive Aldrin crazy. His cock was so hard he thought he might burst.

"Look at me." The growl was demanding, possessive, and so fucking sexy that Aldrin had to obey it. It sent shivers of delight down his spine.

Aldrin looked into Jonah's wild, feral eyes. There could never be any doubt that Jonah wanted him, not when the man was staring down at him like he wanted to eat him alive. His eyes were blazing, his upper lip curled back. Sweat glistened on his forehead.

Jonah looked sexy as hell.

Aldrin grinned and held his arms open. The level of heat arching between them could have started a forest fire. Aldrin wrapped his arms around Jonah as the man settled over his body. He loved the feeling of being weighed down by the bigger man. It let him know he was being loved on.

Aldrin groaned when he felt a finger rim around his asshole. A slight pressure applied, and then Jonah’s finger pushed into him. He panted, wanting to feel more but needing a minute to adjust, then cried out a moment later when Jonah added a second finger.

He felt so full, so wonderful.

And so fucking achy.

“I'm going to make you mine now, Aldrin," Jonah said as his two lubed fingers pushed in and out of Aldrin’s ass.

"Yesss," Aldrin hissed, the sudden intrusion burning, aching. His hips bucked, driving Jonah’s fingers deeper inside his clenching grasp. The burn slowly dwindled away as Jonah thrust in and out to be replaced by a deep ache.

“You like that, baby?”

Aldrin panted. “ would be better if it were you.”

“Soon, Aldrin,” Jonah said. His voice sounded low and deep, needy. “I just have to stretch you out a bit more before you can take me.”

No matter how much he wanted to feel Jonah plunge into him right that second, he knew Jonah was right. The man was hung like a horse. Aldrin could be seriously injured if Jonah didn’t prepare him properly first.

But once he did…