Breakaway (Reigns Brothers #1) Read Online Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Dark, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reigns Brothers Series by Kindle Alexander
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Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
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Dallas growled in frustration at Greer’s ability to duck out of his hold. Greer pulled away, a sexy grin splitting those well-kissed lips. Greer pulled a packet of lube from his pocket, coating his palm before grabbing his own cut cock with his hand.

The urgent frenzy settled within Dallas. This was happening. His gaze locked on Greer, committing every moment to memory. Dallas relaxed back against the sofa to watch Greer prime himself. The sight was better than any porn he’d ever seen. Dallas slid his palms over Greer’s hips, pushing at the waistband of his slightly lowered slacks before slipping them down his perfect ass. He gripped each of Greer’s ass cheeks, digging into the firm flesh. There was nothing soft about this man, toned from top to bottom. And he wanted to explore every inch.

Greer surprised him when he grabbed both their cocks in one fist and began to stroke them together. Perfection.

Dallas greedily watched it all. Greer’s hot cock pressed against his. He jerked his hips back and forth in the rhythm Greer created. God, it felt so good.

“It’s gonna be fast,” he confessed. The heated pleasure swirling in his balls had them pulling up tighter and tighter against his body.

“Me too,” Greer said, adding pressure as he fist-fucked them into oblivion.

The intimacy did all sorts of things to Dallas. He could have sworn his heart strings knotted with Greer’s, binding them together whether Greer wanted it or not. Dallas grabbed Greer by the forearms, guiding his movements as Dallas continued to buck his hips.

Nothing had ever been this right before.

“Come with me, Dallas,” Greer breathed, brushing Dallas’s lips with his.

Dallas drove his tongue deep inside Greer’s mouth, the need to devour this stunning man overwhelmed him. The spine-tingling feeling of Greer’s cock moving against his was more than he could process. Dallas lost the battle, pumping his hips faster, screwing his eyes shut as he rode the pleasure until he lost control. His release tucked his hips, his body shuddered with gratification as warm come splattered his stomach and chest, coating them both.

“Fuck, Dallas…yes.”

Dallas barely managed to crack his eyelids open enough to see Greer toss his head back. His hard, muscular chest arched as his own orgasm mixed with Dallas’s to paint his chest. Greer was glorious to watch as the cords in his shoulders and neck flexed tight and tense.

Dallas closed his eyes, thankful he hadn’t missed experiencing Greer in the throes of his orgasm. He could die a happy man right there on the sofa. Dallas released a long, slow exhale that honestly might have been the first real one of his life.

A sensual smile ghosted Dallas’s lips while he coasted on the sated high of liberation. The fascinatingly crafty Greer had managed to get it all tonight: Dallas’s mind, body, and soul.

Greer was a special man.

“We made a mess. Don’t move,” Greer said huskily as he leaned forward to place a simple kiss on the juncture between his neck and shoulder. The light touch caused shivers to race across his sensitive body. “Stay here.”

Since those were exactly his plans, Dallas considered Greer’s request to be more proof that they were truly in sync.

Chapter 18

Greer reached for the hand towels in the guest bathroom as an overwhelmingly strong voice inside his head made its greatest desires known. He didn’t want Dallas to leave.

The realization made it more than clear that Greer needed Dallas to stay in this house, sleep in his bed, and wake in the morning by his side. This was more than wanting inside Dallas’s hot ass, or Dallas in his. He envisioned a leisurely breakfast together with linked arms, sipping mimosas while feeding each other fresh strawberries. The romance of such a fairy tale had Greer’s grin brightening as he swiped a towel up across his belly.

The possessiveness Greer had been battling for a while now had heightened to next level crazy. He craved ownership of Dallas in the form of matching rings and till death do us part commitments. How absurd. He’d only known his trainer for a couple of weeks. Even for Greer, that was moving way too fast, but rational thought didn’t seem to matter.

He wadded the towel, placing it aside, and reached for another. Greer turned on the hot water faucet as he looked himself over in the mirror. His disheveled appearance, with his slacks barely hanging on his hips and his normally orderly hair standing on end, didn’t bother him in the least. Dallas had caused this messy appearance.

A happier, sated broader grin spread across his face. This newfound inner contentment had been created by the level of commitment he was ready to give. To his surprise, the idea of a relationship hadn’t freaked him out in the least. Based on his long, slow kisses and tight, powerful holds, Dallas had connected in the same way. Greer had never had a sexual partner respond to him in the way Dallas had.


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