Wolf's Bounty (Love Slaves of the Alphas 6)

“I’ll take my chances. “

“Well, I won’t. ” He turned over resolutely and put his back to Larsson again, but a warm

hand ran down his bare arm.

“Stubborn ass. I can take care of myself. ” Tarr made a non-committal little grunt, and

refused to turn back over.

“No wonderyou’re not sleeping—you’re frozen,” Larsson exclaimed and lay back down,

wrapping his arms around Tarr, rolling him back over to face him. Larsson moved his leg over

Tarr as well and began to rub his hands up and down his body to create some friction. Tarr

looked up at him and suddenly Larsson seemed to realize what he was doing and froze. He gazed

intoTarr’s eyes with his own eyes wide and startled.

Tar grinned back at him, unable to help himself, despite the discomfort. Larsson looked so

guilty and worried that he might be showing his true feelings, like a little boy caught with his

hand in the sweets jar. On impulse, Tarr put his hand around the back ofLarsson’s neck and

pulled him down for a kiss.

From the first moment he’d laid eyes on Larsson, when Tarr was locked in the Lycan jail,

Tarr felt the pull of this overwhelming attraction, no matter how hard he tried to fight it. Not only

was Larsson very good looking, with his thick, shiny hair, incredible eyes, and a face that on a

female might even be called pretty, but there was a strength and grace to his body that Tarr had rarely seen in other men. He had a strong will and an ugly temper, true enough, and at times he could be pushy, arrogant, and downright insulting. Still, he’d shown Tarr kindness and concern since they crashed, even if it was a little grudging. Despite their differences, despite the fact that they were totally unsuited to be together, here in this little space on an alien moon, they seemed almost outside of time. The differences between them—and they were vast—seemed not to matter quite so much, at least not to Tarr. He pulled Larsson back down for another taste of his

lips.

Larsson’s lips were startlingly warm and soft, but for a moment he stiffened, pulling back a

bit, staring down into Tarr’s eyes. Then he sighed deeply, seeming to make up his mind about

something and lowered his head to kiss Tarr back passionately, deeply, takingTarr’s mouth with

a rough pleasure. His tongue teased Tarr’s as he deepened the kiss, and his hand moved down to

cup his balls through his clothing. Tarr moaned, moving up against his hand. Larsson was

breathless when he pulled his head back. He allowed Tarr no time to pull away. His hand threw

off the mylar blanket covering them, and he grinned and eased Tarr’s pants down, careful not to

hurt him.

“You lie still—I don’t want to injure you any further. ”

Tarr gazed down at him, noticing how his eyes caught the sparks of the fire, snapping and

sparkling with heat. He put one hand on Larsson’s head and twined his fingers through his hair. Larsson positioned himself between his legs, bent over and engulfed Tarr’s whole cock in