Gannon Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free Page A

would remove that collar and Gannon would draw his first taste of blood. All his life he’d wondered what it would be like and if he’d ever have the chance to find out. His previous owner, Jonas, hadn’t bought any of the Morgan brothers a thrall. He’d given them a mechanical man, but Caleb fucked the thing to death. That thought made Gannon drop his gaze to Alden’s prick.
    Alden was hairless, his muscles were sleek, and his cock looked much smaller than Gannon’s. That was okay, though. He didn’t want his smaller mate to be bigger than him down there.
    “It grows.”
    Yanking his gaze up to Alden’s face, Gannon blurted, “What?”
    “My cock. It grows.” Alden took his prick in hand. “Do you want me to show you?”
    As much as he did, Gannon darted a glance at McBride and realized he was looking rather impatient.
    “I would love to see that, but I have to go back to work.” Frankly, Gannon decided he’d give two days’ pay to stay here with Alden. He wanted to listen to him talk and watch him touch himself until he made his cock grow. Gannon was pretty damn sure that Alden could get his cock to grow, too.
    Alden nodded. “I will stay here?”
    “Yes. I promise to clean up tonight.”
    “I will do that for you.” Alden immediately bent and started picking up the mounds of clothing.
    A sudden flash of guilt made Gannon shake his head, but he tapped Alden’s shoulder lightly before he talked. Alden startled a bit, but he was less jumpy. “That’s not necessary. I don’t want you to think you’re my maid.”
    “I am to be your blood and sexual slave. So what if I clean up, too?” Alden placed the clothing on the bed.
    “You’re not to be my slave.” Gannon looked at McBride. “Is that what you told him?”
    “I didn’t. I think Alden is just assuming.”
    “I was told in the thrall house what would be expected of me.” Alden’s shoulders slumped a bit. “I will try not to flinch when you beat me.”
    Gannon was so shocked he didn’t know what to say.
    McBride touched Alden’s shoulder, and again, he startled, but not as badly as he had before. “Did they beat you?”
    It was clear that Alden didn’t want to say, which pretty much said it all.
    “But there aren’t any bruises on you.” McBride sounded shocked and then furious. “I looked you over before I bought you.”
    “They waited for them to heal before they put me up for sale.”
    Gannon’s belly roiled so hard he was afraid he was going to eject his breakfast all over his bedroom. His master was clearly furious to have been swindled, but what seemed to make McBride angrier was that Alden had been struck for someone’s pleasure. Gannon and his brothers had always been lucky in that they had been owned by a gentryman who didn’t beat them. The only one who McBride had ever even threatened to punish was Caleb. So far as Gannon knew, McBride hadn’t actually had to beat him, but that could change given how rebellious Caleb was.
    Gannon reached out and cupped Alden’s shoulder. When his pale blue gaze looked his way, Gannon opened his mouth to speak, but Alden did before he could.
    “They said my new master would want to put his marks on clear skin.” Alden looked at Gannon’s hands. “You’ll be able to make very dark marks with such big hands.”
    Lowering his arm, Gannon took Alden’s hands in his. He did this as gently as he could. “I will never, ever hit you.” Gannon was not interested in abusing anyone for any reason. The only time he’d hit anyone was when they were threatening him or one of his brothers. Fists were for defense, not inflicting pain for some kind of twisted pleasure.
    Alden tilted his head again like he had earlier, and Gannon still didn’t know if he was curious or simply didn’t believe him.
    As slowly and clearly as Gannon could, he said, “I swear I will never put a mark on your beautiful skin.”

Chapter 3
     
    Alden read Gannon’s lips effortlessly. When neither man was looking