15. CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 15
Leandro glared at Weston for daring to speak for him. Okay, yes, they definitely needed to rest, but two days seemed excessive. Then again, he had to admit he was bone tired. Like he could hardly keep his eyes open exhausted. If it hadn’t been for his stomach growling like a rabid dog, he probably would have skipped eating and headed right for bed.
Worse, the thought of not sleeping in Weston’s arms left an ache deep inside him, and he didn’t want to contemplate what it meant. So, instead of fighting about it, he went with Weston to the man’s house.
They kept the meal simple as they worked together to make some spaghetti. It wasn’t the fanciest fare, but it was filling, something they both needed, which was proven when they’d each had two large helpings. But by the time they’d cleaned the kitchen and washed the dishes, Leandro was positive he was about to fall over on his feet.
He was just too damn tired to keep his eyes open for a moment longer. When Weston took his hand and led them up the stairs, Leandro followed and did his best to ignore the slight thrill that went through him at the simple touch.
He was feeling it more and more each time they came in contact with each other. All they were doing was holding hands for goodness’ sake and yet a shiver went through him, landing in his groin, causing his dick to twitch in interest. Never in his life had that happened.
Don’t get him wrong, he’d given himself plenty of orgasms in his life, but he’d never had his body react to another in that manner. They both went into the bathroom, taking turns brushing their teeth using the toilet. After a month on the road, especially once Leandro had been injured, it wasn’t as if they hadn’t seen each other naked plenty of times.
And with both of them as exhausted as they were, Leandro wasn’t the least bit concerned that something would happen between them at that point. His dick might have twitched at Weston’s touch, but there was no way either of them could do anything about it when they were both practically asleep already.
Weston pulled back the covers, and they both climbed in. Once they were settled with Leandro as the little spoon, the Alpha covered them both back up and they sank onto the mattress with a contented sigh. “Good night, kitten,” Weston said groggily as he gently kissed Leandro’s temple, as he had every night they’d started sharing a bed.
“Night,” Leandro barely got out as sleep took him under while safely tucked in Weston’s arms, snug and warm.
Leandro had no clue how long they’d slept, as his eyes blinked several times against the brightness of the sun coming through the windows. They really should have thought to close the curtains, but neither of their brains had been working when they went to bed.
Snuggling closer to Weston’s heat, Leandro considered trying to go back to sleep when he felt it. A hard cock pressed between them. He should have been repulsed and scrambled out of bed, but he wasn’t. If anything, he was intrigued.
Wiggling his body to try to press even closer, and that’s when he felt it. Slick was dripping out of Leandro’s ass. He was in heat. Was his reaction to Weston’s hard dick because of that, or was he really wanting the Alpha after getting to know him the past month?
He didn’t know, and he had to admit to being afraid to think about it too hard. Before he could decide what he should do, he felt Weston’s body stiffen behind him even as he let out a moan of desire.
“Fuck, kitten, you smell divine.” Firm lips placed several kisses behind Leandro’s ear and down his neck before making their way up again until they brushed the shell of his ear. “But if you don’t want this, you need to tell me now so I can leave before neither one of us can stop.”
That was the biggest question of all. Did he want this or was it just hormones dictating the needs of his body?
When he pressed back against that hard cock again, Weston flipped Leandro over until they were facing each other. “As much as I want nothing more than to sink into your body and make love to you over and over again, I need you to use your words, love.”
Leandro shook his head a couple of times as his throat constricted, making it impossible to speak. So, when those gray eyes saddened as they looked right at him before Weston rolled to get out of bed, Leandro somehow found the strength to speak.
“Wait.” His hand was holding onto Weston’s forearm, stopping him from leaving. “It’s not that I don’t want this. It’s just I don’t know…” Fuck, why did he have such a difficult time voicing his thoughts? It hadn’t been a problem for him since coming to Sanctuary, but suddenly it was as if the words just wouldn’t come out.
“Okay, what do you know?” Weston asked. “Are you attracted to me?”
“Fuck yes,” he breathed out, as if he just couldn’t hold it in any longer. That surprised him. Not so much that he finally had expressed himself, but how strong the emotions for this Alpha actually were. “I’ve never once felt any kind of physical or emotional reaction to another man,” Leandro told him honestly.
It was as if once the dam had broken he couldn’t hold back any longer. “I don’t know if my hormones are pushing me into accepting all these feelings I have for you, but for the first time in my life, I want to find out. Yeah, I might regret it later, I can’t even deny that, but after watching Ford and Lowen or Coleson and Renzo, I actually want to know how it feels to be someone’s entire world.”
There was a huge part of him that couldn’t believe he was actually saying any of it. Yet, he was tired of denying the emotions he felt for this man…this Alpha. “That said, we both know I’m stubborn, pig-headed, and determined to live life on my terms. I’m never going to be easy to love, but I’m hoping want to see if we can have the type of relationship where we can trust each other above all others.”
It was almost as if he were having an out-of-body experience as he heard himself be open and vulnerable in a way he’d never been before. Not even with his friends. Leandro had a fear of trusting anyone, but with Weston, he truly wanted to try.
Surging up onto his knees, Leandro scooted until he was sitting on the Alpha’s lap. He pressed their mouths together in a consuming kiss that left them both breathless, yet he could see Weston was still holding back. “Please give us a chance.”
Those gray eyes stared into his as if Weston were reading his very soul before he gave a curt nod and pulled Leandro closer for another searing kiss. His toes curled as he pressed as close to that hard body as possible.
One arm wrapped around his waist like a band of steel, while the other hand went to the back of Leandro’s head to position him so Weston could deepen the kiss. Need poured through him as their cocks rubbed together through their underwear and more slick poured out of Leandro’s ass as his body prepared for the Alpha to claim.
A growl rumbled from deep within Weston’s chest and suddenly Leandro found himself on his back with the large Alpha pinning him to the mattress. “Mine,” Weston demanded as he claimed his lips once again, and for the first time in his entire life, Leandro found he wanted to belong to an Alpha.
Oh, he knew out of bed he’d continue to assert his own dominance over his life causing the two of them to butt heads, but in the Alpha’s arms as they rutted against one another, Leandro was happy to have been right where he was. Nor was he ever planning on leaving.