Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 114577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
He’d almost lost his brother… his other half. Sway knew what he meant.
“Some of the shit we get to do is fun.” Brian smirked, that hint of danger glinting behind his dark eyes.
“Oh yeah?” Sway licked his lips staring at Brian like the horny-gun-lusting-man he was becoming. “Like what? Tell me.” Sway tossed the heavy throw off his legs and stood, putting his arms out to his side. “Or better yet. Show me.”
Brian slouched down into the soft leather, spreading his thighs wide and cockily glared at him while he ate his cake.
“You think I’m joking?”
Brian shook his head, slowly.
“Good. Because I’m not. I really wanna know what you do. Like, when you have to catch someone. How do you do that? How do they know you’re you?” Sway hoped he was making sense. Shit, he barely understood what he was asking.
“Say what you really want to know.” Brian glared.
Sway watched Brian a second to see if this was offending him, but the look he was getting was more challenging than anything. Sway wasn’t afraid of him. “How do you let someone know you’re there for them if you don’t speak?”
Brian smiled then nodded as if he was convincing himself of something. Then he slowly rose to his full six foot three inches, towering over Sway and everything else in that room. Sway gulped down his bravado and shrank back a bit as Brian advanced. It was a natural reaction for him. When fight or flight kicked in… it was a no brainer which one Sway chose. But, fear wasn’t swarming through him, more like fire. Heat. Brian was so sexy. Still in his dark jeans, and tight black wife beater, Brian walked up, his signing appearing so much more dramatic this time, possibly because his firm lips were mouthing the same, “You sure you want to know this? It’s not about what I can or can’t say. My mutism has changed the way I hunt. But, I’ve been trained to adapt. Now it’s about my actions. When I come for someone… they know it… and it’s frightening. So, are you sure?”
Brian moved in so close until he was damn near standing on top of him, staring down at Sway’s excited body. His big feet interwoven with Sways’. Brian’s dominating presence swelled like a hot air balloon, leaving little room for Sway’s tiny existence. He felt so helpless and at this huge man’s mercy. At his huge boyfriend’s mercy. He was sure as hell frightened but not for the same reasons criminals were. If they were caught they were going to jail. When Sway got caught—and he had no doubt that he would—hopefully Brian would take him straight to bed.
Brian leaned down and grazed Sway’s temple with his stubble, then tenderly wrapped his arms around his waist and yanked him against his chest. Sway grunted in surprise and lust, then looked up at Brian’s face. There was something naughty and devious in his eyes when he mouthed, ‘So, what will it be?’
Sway blinked the fog away, the haze, from staring at Brian’s mouth. “Hunt me, Brian,” Sway whispered, not sure what he was demanding. Regardless, he saw the immediate flicker of blazing passion in Brian’s obsidian eyes, then… predatory hunger. He’d unleashed the animal in Brian, had asked for it, begged with his eyes and his body. His dick was harder than a diamond.
Brian inched away, his body coiled tight. Sway gave him his own challenging glare and Brian seemed to eat it up.
“You got fifteen minutes before I start. Inside only. It’ll be dark. Hide anywhere you want. When I find you,” Brian said, in all confidence. “I’ll show you what it’s like to be captured by me.”
Sway groaned and palmed his dick without thought. He couldn’t stop the throbbing. Brian growled low and starved, the sound a vibration that Sway felt to his core. How could he do this when he was in this state? In need. Sway watched Brian’s calculating eyes. He appeared as if he already knew what direction Sway would go. He noted Brian’s composure, his calm demeanor like a psycho before he snaps. It was quite intimidating, and his boyfriend knew it. Brian opened his mouth, grazed his thick tongue over his bottom lip and mouthed… ‘Run.’
Sway grunted and took off.
Brian clenched his fists. Did Sway have any conception of what he was doing? What he’d started? The feelings he was stirring in Brian? The man was hitting him exactly where it counted. Making Brian chase him, hunt him and capture him was a fantasy come true. Brian was glad he’d said fifteen minutes and not five, because it was going to take a least ten for him to calm his raging cock.
Brian slid into his boots, checking his watch. Eleven minutes. His pulse was already picking up, his heart thundering. He could hear rapid footsteps farther down the hall, nearer his library. He smirked because he could tell Sway was trying to throw him off with that. Oh my baby’s trying to make it interesting. Brian’s chest rumbled again. He loved that Sway was doing this. Brian wasn’t focused on anything at all, except Sway. He was beginning to think that was his sweet nurse’s goal to begin with.