Stephen’s Translator (Shadow Elite #2.5) Read Online Jocelynn Drake

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Shadow Elite Series by Jocelynn Drake
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Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
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“It’s okay. Weird. Crazy. Like something you’d see in a movie, but not real life.”

“But this is real life. I want you to remember that we will do whatever you want to do. You’re calling the shots here. Not my brother.”

“Your brother is the one with the expertise.”

“And this is your life. We do what you want. My brother and the others are here to support you.”

Ehren reached up and ran his fingertips along Stephen’s chin and jaw, leading up to his cheek. “How the hell did I get so lucky to meet you? Most people would never have had the balls to sit down at a total stranger’s table, but you did that, and you’ve stuck by me every step of the way.”

Stephen turned his head and pressed a kiss to Ehren’s fingertips. When he looked at Ehren again, he was smiling. “I saw you and just knew I had to meet you. Every second I’ve been with you, my only thought has been that I need another second and another. I have no interest in not being right here.”

His heart was jumping and bouncing in his chest. No matter what happened with the stupid art collection or the mob or anything else, Ehren knew he had to hold on to Stephen. He was never going to meet another man like him. He was the best treasure of all.

Sliding his hand under the blankets, Ehren skimmed his fingers along Stephen’s stomach, biting his lips at the way the muscles jumped under his touch. “I’ve got a couple of suggestions on where you can be.”

“Oh, yeah? Would you like me to sleep on the floor?”

“Nope.”

“The sofa?”

Ehren’s fingers slipped lower to dip inside the waistband of his briefs. His fingertips brushed against the head of Stephen’s hardening cock, and Stephen’s breath caught. “I want you on top of me. Deep inside of me.”

“Are you sure?” Stephen’s voice was hoarse with need, but still he asked. Always so very careful and protective. If there had been even a sliver of a doubt in Ehren’s mind, it would have been wiped away with those three words.

“Yes, please.” His fingers drifted lower to stroke the shaft, wringing a cry of pleasure out of his lover before his mouth captured Ehren’s.

The kiss was divine. Hungry and seductive with every caress of Stephen’s tongue. He wanted to get lost in every touch.

Stephen shifted closer so their bare chests rubbed and pressed into each other. Skin pulled. Hair rasped and tickled. And Ehren wanted more.

With every kiss, the need grew more urgent. Fingers tugged at their underwear, shoving them away to get lost somewhere at the foot of the bed. Stephen climbed between Ehren’s thighs and thrust, running his hard dick alongside of Ehren’s. The kiss broke, and Ehren pressed his head into the pillow, moaning in ecstasy. He dug his fingers into Stephen’s ass, holding him close as they moved against each other.

Stephen’s wicked mouth crawled along his throat, licking and sucking every fucking inch as if he meant to devour Ehren whole. He would never get enough of Stephen’s touch.

“How—” Stephen started but broke off on a soft curse as Ehren thrust. “How do you…” He tried again to get his question out, but the words faded softly into sounds of joy.

Grinning, Ehren wrapped his arms around Stephen and rolled the taller man onto his back while Ehren shifted to straddle him. “How about I ride you?”

“Yes.” Stephen hissed and then suddenly reached for the drawer on his side of the bed.

Ehren almost cackled as he leaned forward, shoving his hand under his pillow to snag the condom and lube he might have placed there before going to bed. Yeah, he’d planned ahead.

“Oh God, I love how your mind works,” Stephen groaned.

Ehren tossed Stephen the condom; then he squeezed some lube on his fingers. He prepped himself while keeping his eyes on Stephen’s shaking fingers as they worked the condom down his stiff length. The initial burn passed quickly enough in the face of rising need to feel Stephen inside of him. To feel him stretching and filling him at last.

Sweat glistened on Stephen’s forehead, and his lips were parted with desperate pants. Desire had turned his eyes a fathomless black, and Ehren was drowning. It was as if he’d been waiting a lifetime for this moment and now that it was here, he wanted to memorize every bit of it. From the dampness of Stephen’s hair to the way the dim light created a secret topography of hills and valleys across his beautiful chest.

The second Stephen had spread more lube across his dick, Ehren removed his own fingers and moved into position. With one hand holding Stephen steady, Ehren slowly lowered himself onto his length. The bite of the burn and stretch had him stopping, but Stephen was right there, pressing sweet kisses along his jaw.


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