Glenn, Stormy - Love Sexy [True Blood Mate 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

crawl right up Logan’s body and kiss him until they both passed out. Then he wanted to climb into Logan and never come out.
    Love felt a connection to the man unlike anything he’d ever felt. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Logan was the man for him. He didn’t know how he knew, and he wasn’t ready to question his feeling, but he knew. Logan was his.
    Feeling his body getting closer to release, Love leaned forward and did what he really wanted to do. He plastered his lips to Logan’s, his tongue exploring, licking. His hands gripped Logan’s hair, holding the man to him.
    Love felt frantic. He could feel Logan’s lightning moving through his body at a rapid pace, arousing him to new levels of passion and desire. His balls drew up close to his body. His heart suddenly froze in his chest, his breath caught in his throat.
    Love pulled his lips from Logan’s and leaned back to look into the man’s deep golden eyes. Time stood still for him as he tried to read the look in Logan’s eyes. He could see passion, desire, possessiveness, even fascination. But there was something more, something that added a sparkle to Logan’s gaze.
    It was that sparkle that Love concentrated on as time shot ahead, and the passion radiating throughout Love consumed him. Love held Logan’s gaze as long as he could, and then his release took over. He tossed his head back and cried out as he filled the space between them with his release.
    Love distantly felt Logan’s teeth bite into his shoulder. It was the second time Logan bit him, both times heightening Love’s level of desire. He didn’t know why he liked the feeling of Logan biting him, but he did. It seemed to have a direct connection to the amount of pleasure he felt. Logan could bite him whenever he felt like it.
    Love’s hands tightened around Logan’s hair as the man’s body stiffened. He groaned in protest when Logan pulled his teeth free. Opening his eyes, he caught the beginning of Logan’s release as the man’s eyes darkened then he roared, his spunk adding to the wetness between them.
    Love was mesmerized. He couldn’t look away. Logan looked glorious in his release. His golden eyes darkened. His jaw was clenched. His nostrils flared. Love could feel the man’s hand clench on his butt cheeks, and he wished they were somewhere with a large mirror so he could watch it all from every angle.
    “Logan,” Love whispered.
    He gently stroked his hands through the soft golden blond hair at the nap of Logan’s neck. The moment felt loving, tender. Love leaned forward and gently kissed Logan. His hand stroked the side of the man’s face.
    Logan seemed to be with Love for a moment, relishing in the closeness they shared. His hands were gentle, soft, stroking Love’s naked skin. His eyes looked dazed. Love felt the connection with him, gloried in it. He could see growing affection and something more in Logan’s face.
    Then Logan shook his head. The emotions Love thought he saw in Logan’s face fell away to be replaced by a stone mask of indifference. Love frowned, unsure of what exactly was happening.
    “Logan?”
    Logan lowered Love to the floor and stepped back. “Get your stuff,” he said sternly. “We need to get going.”
    Love felt his heart clench with pain. Logan acted so cold when moments ago they both burned each other up. He didn’t know how to deal with this new Logan. He wasn’t sure he wanted to. He much preferred the passionate Logan of moments ago.
    “Is something wrong?”
    “I have things to do, Love, and I don’t have time to sit around and play with you. I work for a living.”
    Love felt like he’d been dismissed when Logan turned away and walked into the bathroom. He heard the water turn on and assumed Logan was cleaning himself up. Love bent down and grabbed the remains of his clothes. He held them against his naked body, feeling like he needed a shield against this new Logan, this colder Logan.
    Love still stood next to the wall