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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] purrs vibrating in Lal s chest. He smiled, sinking farther into the comfortable, drowsy haze of two hearts beating as one. Shifting form in midmotion, Caleb climbed on top of Lal and left his rumpled shirt behind as he curled up on his brother s butt, looking like a very contented cat. His eyes were narrowed slivers of blue, his tongue flicking out over an equally tiny and rosy wedge of a nose. When Adrian brought his leg down from the back of the couch, his toes found the wet spot still warm with Caleb s ejaculation. 58 Anne Cain Chapter Nine Lounging on the sofa and wrapped in Adrian s arms, Lal dreamt. For the first time in more years than he could remember, his thoughts drifted back to the night he d arrived at the Master s house. Warm, late summer drafts cut through the house with its tall open windows and doorways that rose from the floor to the very bottom of the ceiling. Dark curtains billowed in the breeze, revealing slivers of the twin moons on a star-dusted horizon outside. Scared and shivering, he lay curled up in a tight ball, wrapped around his two equally frightened brothers. A bed of heavy blankets and cushions had been made for them in a corner of a large room, wedged between a massive wooden desk and the plaster wall. Strange books and bottles cluttered every surface and shelf; odd trinkets that glowed in the darkness lined the tops of bookcases. Magic permeated the air, the perfume of the Masters, making Lal s nose itch, and he tensed. His brothers became alert also. Caleb pressed so close to Lal they felt each other s heartbeats, using touch to help sense anything his lack of hearing wouldn t be able to catch. Pawprints 59 The smell of an unfamiliar cat filled the room, and a pair of amber eyes stared down at them from the top of the desk. A shadowed figure came around the furniture and knelt on the floor in front of Lal and his brothers. Don t be afraid. The shadows pulled away, revealing the owner of the soft voice. A very young man, barely older than a child, with skin the same colorless white as Caleb s fur. The same young man who d found them in the glade, wrapped them in a blanket, and brought them here. His eyes were as black as nights without moonlight, but warm and kind. He offered his hands to the kittens. It was Caleb who pressed forward, an unusually bold move, as he was the most cautious of the three. But he rubbed against the young man s palm, purring as those long, graceful fingers scratched behind his ears and under his chin. The cat on the desk shifted form, becoming a man with orange hair and a worried frown tugging down the corners of plump rose lips. The Master won t like more cats in His household. They re so young and have no mother. There s no way they can survive out there. But& If you tell Him, I ll have to get rid of them. Please don t say anything, will you? Jaylen pleaded. The cat shook his head. Find me something for them to eat. Jaylen turned back to the kittens, picking up Caleb. Yes, young Master. My name is Jaylen, the young man explained. He named all three kittens then, Lal remembered. Before that, they d had no names. Later on, he learned that Caleb meant loved one, a beautiful name reflective of the feelings Jaylen would eventually have for the 60 Anne Cain cat. He d shown kindness to all three kittens during those first few years together, spoiling them so it was hard for Lal to slip into his role as a slave in adulthood. The dreams faded as Lal stirred awake. He rolled onto his side, finding himself in Adrian s arms as they both lay stretched out on the couch. And he loved being there. Lal nuzzled the side of Adrian s neck, trailing kisses up along the warm, golden tan skin. He brushed his lips over the young man s cheek, the long black eyelashes, and down the bridge of his gently sloped nose. He slipped his fingers through the tousled strands of brown hair falling across Adrian s brow. Like Jaylen, Adrian was kind and caring. But he offered his love so willingly, with an open heart. Even Jaylen had hesitated to love Caleb, worried over his father s reaction should the Master learn of the affair. Adrian didn t care about any of that, and he never looked at Lal as anything less than equal. Caleb stretched out along the back of the sofa, dozing in the early morning hours. He met Lal s gaze and gave a hushed mew. Yes, he s very special, Lal whispered before turning back to Adrian and kissing him on the mouth. Mmm, it can t be morning already, Adrian murmured, smiling as the kiss drew him out of sleep. He wrapped his arms around Lal s waist. The sun won t be out for a little while yet, Lal replied softly. He drank in the warmth of the young man s tenderness, savoring the closeness he felt when Adrian placed a soft kiss on his cheek or swept a hand along his back. Ah, Lal purred, half asleep but totally content. He curved upward into those caresses, his body responding to the touch with complete enjoyment. Those hands! Adrian was ruthlessly good with them, always finding just the right way to stroke Lal. Pure heaven. * * * * * Pawprints 61 Hunger drove them off the couch. Lal rolled off Adrian when the sunlight creeping around the edges of the blinds became too bright to keep ignoring. He stepped over the pile of clothes on the floor, where his were mixed with Adrian s and Caleb s in a jumble of pants, shirts, and underwear. Naked, Lal shuffled across the living room with a long, lazy yawn. He made his way to the kitchen where Caleb was also scrounging for food. Lal poked around in the refrigerator. Humans in this realm might ve been clever enough to come up with a nonmagical way to [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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