Riley's Downfall [Brac Pack 29] by Lynn Hagen Page A

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    The little imp was seducing him!
Sterling swallowed him down, teasing and stroking Riley’s cock to some inaudible beat. He was pushing Riley to a rapid climax, the man’s tongue pressing against Riley’s pulsing length. Riley groaned as he felt his cock swell further inside Sterling’s mouth, pressing against the roof as Sterling opened wider.
    Riley shouted and rose up on the balls of his feet when Sterling pulled at his sac and swallowed him down to the root. Riley’s grip tightened in the younger man’s hair to the point Riley was afraid he would rip Sterling’s hair out as his cum splashed down the back of Sterling’s throat. His mate pressed his face into Riley’s groin, drinking down every last drop, and then pulled back, lapping at the head as if he wanted more.
“Sensitive,” Riley said as his body jerked.
    When Sterling leaned back to smile up at Riley, he saw that his mate had his own cock in his hand, his fingers shining from his orgasm.
The man was out to kill him. Oh, yeah, definitely.
    Riley was boneless as he leaned against the wall, his legs quivering. “Now I’m the one who needs a nap.”
Sterling grinned and then frowned. “Where’s Bacon?”
Riley tucked himself back into his pants. “I’ll go get him.” He left Sterling as he went in search of Chey. He knew that he wasn’t going to get any rest until his mate knew his pet was safe from Iam and his posse of pork eaters.
Chapter Seven
    Riley smacked his cell phone on the palm of his hand, cursing when he still had no bars. He would have to be in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. How was he supposed to call his pa, smoke signals? He walked around the village, holding his hand high up in the air as he tried to catch a signal anywhere.
    “ You look like you’re worshiping a cell phone god,” Sterling said with a wide grin on his face as he walked over to Riley. “You better watch out or Iam will try and roast that next.”
    “ He might as well. It’s useless.” Riley lowered his arm, smacking the phone with his hand again. “The damn thing has never lost signal before.”
    “ I wouldn’t know. I’ve never had one.”
Riley’s brows shot up in surprise. “Never?”
Sterling shook his head. “Nope.”
“How in the hell do you live without one?”
Sterling shrugged. “I can’t miss what I’ve never had. Besides,
who was I going to call?”
    God, Riley would go nuts if he couldn ’t use a phone when he needed to. He remembered the time before cell phones were invented. It had been a pain in the ass to try and find a pay phone, and he had to drive all the way back to the house when out and about if he wanted to talk to anyone at home.
    Of course, back then, he hadn ’t lived in a rural community like this. But he still had a signal on the ranch.
“Eagle, Max, and Chey have a fire going. They’ve invited us to sit with them. Maybe one of them has a phone that works.” Sterling offered Riley a small, shy smile, and then he walked across the village to the spot where a fire was brightly crackling.
Riley swallowed hard.
He’d had sex with Sterling. He had claimed his mate. He even received some damn good head. But now was the time to put up or shut up. He was either going to openly cuddle his mate with witnesses or run and hide in their hut.
He was sweating bullets.
Riley shoved his cell phone into his pocket and glanced around. He saw a few fey mingling with each other, talking quietly, and a few laughing at what the other said. He glanced over at the fire and saw how Eagle held Chey in the apex of his legs as Max leaned close and whispered in his ear.
He also saw Sterling sitting across the fire by himself, looking a bit nervous and so damn breathtaking that Riley’s chest hurt. Sterling was trying to smile as he replied to something Chey said, putting all of his attention on the small piglet cradled in his arms as if that was all he needed in the world.
Riley shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked across the