Guardian of His Heart [Guardian 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Read Online Free Page B

Guardian of His Heart [Guardian 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)
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next solar system! When they finally loosened their lip-lock, they just stared at each other. Frederico placed Kelley on his feet.
    Kelley took a step forward and began unbuttoning the king’s silk shirt, and all the while he led the king down the hall to his bedroom. Once inside, Kelley led his mate over to the bed.
    “What are you doing?” Frederico asked. He could hear a hint of panic in his own voice.
    “Don’t worry, honey. I’ll be gentle. You being a virgin and all.” Kelley looked up at the king with a sly grin.
    The king stood stark still. All his muscles locked, and he couldn’t move if he had to. His dragon wasn’t helping at all. The unruly beast rooted Kelley on!
    When Kelley got the gold cuff links off, he slid his mate’s shirt from his back. Did the Gods really make men like this? He had to be drooling, but he didn’t have time to check. He wasn’t going to give this fabulous-smelling, incredible-looking man time to change his mind. Frederico stood there looking very apprehensive. Kelley sat him down, took off one shoe then the other, one sock then the other, massaging his mate’s feet, then instructed his soon-to-be lover to stand.
    Kelley saw the king’s face. He looked downright afraid when Kelley undid his belt then unzipped his pants and slid them, along with the custom boxers, down his legs. Kelley took the pants and laid them on a chair. When he turned, taking a really good look, he almost fainted. Wow! He was going to light candles and leave offerings for the Gods every day for the rest of his life. Oh yeah! This was his? He wanted to air pump his arm while doing a happy dance. Kelley always had a thing for big men. The taller, the more muscled, and the more hung, the better. He had died and gone to heaven. Frederico not only fit the bill on the first two checkpoints of his list, he was hung like a horse. Or was that a dragon? No wonder he was the king. Kelley suddenly wasn’t too sure he could take it all, but he was sure as hell gonna try! Kelley couldn’t figure out what had changed his mate’s mind to make him more accepting, but he was thrilled just the same.
    “What do you think? Am I pleasing to you?” Frederico said softly, painfully shy. It was more than obvious the poor guy had never been with a man. Kelley would fix that problem.
    “Oh yeah, king, baby. You got that whole dragon package thing going on. Do you please me? You’re kidding, right? I can truthfully say I have never seen anyone that looks as good as you, sweetheart.”
    Frederico smiled and turned red. How cute was that? Kelley thought.
    Kelley’s turn to strip. He told his lover to make himself comfy on the bed. He knew from his brothers that shifters couldn’t get or give STDs, so all he’d need was some lube, no wait, make that a lot of lube, and he would be good. He decided he would undress slowly. Kelley was a great dancer, especially when inspired. Now he would put to use that talent he had honed being an exotic dancer to seduce his mate.
    He turned away from the king, bent over at the waist showing his mate his ass as he slipped his shoes and socks off, making the king groan. He then turned and started slowly dancing to music in his mind. Kelley unbuttoned his shirt and undid the cuffs with his head down, looking up through his lashes at the king, all the while swaying his hips.
    He danced over to the bed and slid very slowly and erotically across it, where Frederico lay watching. Just as his mate grabbed for him, he lifted from the bed and walked across the room, still swaying his hips.
    He undid the band from his hair, letting it fall wild around his shoulders and back. The pants fell to the floor, and Kelley stepped out of them, turned toward his mate, and walked back toward the bed with his cock swaying to the beat of unheard music, agonizingly slow. Kelley knew was driving Frederico out of his mind. By now the king was positively panting!
    Frederico never had someone perform for him so playfully
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