Necessary Passion [Alchemy Mates 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page B

I’ll let her have them for the delivery in the morning.” He paused. “Ready to leave?”
    Aidan nodded.
    Sky led him from the house and down the steps, veering off to the left to circle round the house to the side. Aidan had never seen this part of the estate before. The stables were infinitely better than Sky’s humble description. “Extensive” was a vast understatement. They had to contain at least forty horses in all, and Sky promised that he had just as many on his four other estates, one of which was just beyond the border of neighboring France. Aidan couldn’t help but be impressed by the clean cobblestones and polished wood surfaces that made up the inside of the stables. He hadn’t seen a stable quite this extravagant before. Sky must’ve been wealthier than even he imagined.
    Sky’s enthusiasm was infectious as he showed off his favorite horse, a dappled stallion that looked like it had snowflakes painted across his flanks. His hair was pitch black, and his eyes were two large brown orbs that were infinitely deep. He was a magnificent animal.
    “What’s his name?” Aidan asked, running his hand over the supple back.
    “He is Jack. Jack Frost,” Sky said. He looked pleased with Aidan’s reaction.
    “Hey, Jack-O boy,” Aidan cooed, breathing in the earthy scent of animal and hay. “You’re a good boy, aren’t you? Ooh, you are a pretty boy. I bet this vampire here doesn’t know how to ride you the way I could. See, the thing I’ve learned about vampire is that they are so used to gliding through the air that they lose the fluidity of their hips.” He whispered the last in a conspirator’s tone.
    Sky barked out a laugh. “Are you telling me that I don’t know how to thrust since I became inhuman? I assure you that I most certainly retain the ability. Shall I prove it to you, jäger?”
    Shivers licked down Aidan’s spine and curled around his balls. “Stop that,” he whispered, his voice instantly defensive. He turned from the horse. Regret flickered over the vampire’s face, but Aidan ignored it. He wanted to reach out and smooth the remorse off Sky’s face but tamped down on the impulse.
    “I am sorry,” Sky said, retreating back out into the hallway from the stall. Aidan followed right after him. “Gerald, saddle Jack.”
    “Am I to saddle two horses or will the English be riding with you?” Gerald responded in his native German.
    Sky smiled at the notion. “No. Saddle Raven as well.”
    Gerald bowed over his hand and went to the tack room.
    “Which one am I going to be riding?” Aidan asked.
    “Raven. He’s a black Arabian I picked up in Morocco. He’s a bit headstrong, but since your hips are fully functioning, I suspect you will be fine,” Sky joked, obviously trying to rekindle the friendly atmosphere from the moment before. The hunter gave him a playful shove.
    “Of course I’ll be fine, I can thrust.”
    They both erupted into chuckles.
     
    * * * *
     
    They raced from Wolf’s Glen at a breakneck pace. Aidan was having a surprisingly good time, his laughter echoing off the endless rows of pine trees. The fact that no one was waiting for him back in England felt freeing for the first time in his memory. Since being disowned he felt somewhat displaced, wandering about the countryside, using the rest of his money for traveling and drinking his way to oblivion. He hadn’t been on a hunt since and found that he oddly didn’t miss it. He felt relieved.
    He hadn’t really noticed that as they rode side by side, their minds were blending together. Sky was in the back of his mind like a shadow, and it wasn’t until he moved that Aidan felt him there. The merriment went away, and they fell silent. Logically he knew that he should withdraw, but instead he simply let it happen, molding their auras together and letting him in.
    Aidan inhaled deeply, savoring the brief moment of peace and connection. He loved the way darkness smelled. It was as if the scent was softer