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I could have sat there all night, curled up in his arms. I wanted him a little more naked, though, and he was right about the floor getting uncomfortable.
I leaned close and kissed one that had drawn my gaze from the first time I’d seen it. It was a cross between a weather vane and a compass, and I wanted to ask about it. For now, though…
“Shower with me and then stay the night?” I pulled back enough to look up into his eyes. “I want to see you and touch you, and then I want to wake up with you so I know nothing has changed.”
He smirked, but there was no malice in it. “Everything’s changed, Pup. That’s the point.”
Laughing, I shook my head. “You knew what I meant.”
“Mm, maybe,” Owen said. He gently nudged me, helping me to my feet before following suit. “C’mon, Pup. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Chapter 14 Owen
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d woken up before Adrian, but he was still there, curled in my arms. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d woken up in bed with someone at all, really. There was too much intimacy there, too much of something I wasn’t ready to share with anyone.
At least, I hadn’t thought I was ready to share it with anyone. Now that I’d gone there with Adrian, I wasn’t sure there was any going back to the casual encounters I’d indulged in.
I wasn’t going to shame myself for them. They’d been fun, and I’d been careful. But that was all they’d been: fun.
With Adrian, it had been all intensity and tenderness, something entirely new to explore that enraptured me far more than I knew how to describe… or really wanted to admit, because it was painful to think that I might end up losing this.
I didn’t let myself think that way for long. Instead, I thought about the night before, of how fucking hot he’d looked beneath my touch. Those little barks and growls, the way his tail had wagged as he’d chased after the ball and brought it back in his mouth — in his mouth, which seemed impossible for Adrian — were almost impossible to believe.
If I hadn’t woken up with him snuggled against my bare chest, I’m not sure I would’ve believed it at all. It felt like a dream but for the way he felt in my arms, so natural, as we’d fallen asleep after I’d bathed him. Every touch, every caress, every laugh… It had all coalesced into something truly unforgettable.
I nuzzled his neck, placing a kiss on his skin, and it sent a wave of heat through me. I didn’t want to wake him, but at the same time, morning wood had never felt so difficult not to try to sate.
Fuck.
I was so screwed.
Adrian made a sleepy groan and pressed tighter against me with eyes still closed. Giving him another kiss, I watched as he frowned and tried to hide his face against me, grumbling softly, “Too early, more kisses.”
Was he awake?
Considering the way his breathing remained even and he stayed relaxed, probably not. More kisses. Would he realize what he’d said when he woke up? Would he still feel the same way?
I’d been turned on but clear-headed last night. He’d been lost in that place where everything was simple, and all he had to do was relax and react. He’d been my pup. Had it all just been the rush of endorphins and false emotions?
I wanted to say no.
The way he’d looked at me and kissed me, the way he’d touched me and curled into me, had screamed out that it wasn’t just a passing curiosity or something that he wanted to experiment with. But would he feel the same when he woke up?
Part of me wanted to put off finding out for as long as I could. Another part, the master he’d woken up inside of me maybe, pushed at me. Leaning down, I kissed him again, this time letting my lips linger on his skin.
I got another little moan, but the way he rocked his body against mine made it clear it was from pleasure and not frustration. He let out a low, sleepy laugh. “That tickles.”
“Hmm,” I replied, flicking my tongue against his bottom lip. “Does this tickle?” I teased. “Or…” My heart raced in my chest, but my hand slid down his chest. Was I really going to do this?
In for a penny…
Taking his cock into my hand, I stroked him once, waiting for his reaction. I didn’t dare show it, but I was fucking terrified that he’d reject me now in the wake of the night we’d had together. He was my brother, not even some random guy, and falling in love with a one-night stand would’ve been so much safer than…
Than loving my brother like this.
He made a sound halfway between a laugh and a moan. “It doesn't tickle…” He rocked his hips, silently begging for more. “But you’re going too slow.” A shiver raced through him as I tightened my hand around his dick. Finally, his eyes opened, sleepy and full of need, but devoid of shock or even surprise. He smiled and leaned in to kiss my lips. “Isn’t it your turn, though?”
I relaxed slightly when I saw his expression. My dick said I wanted to get off, but my mind… Even though he smiled, even though he kissed me, I knew there was fear beneath the surface there because I felt it too. I didn’t want this to be all about sex — which was monumental in and of itself.
