Phoenix Arizona (16 page)

Matt softly growled as he pushed up from the grass and settled behind Phoenix. “You’re wearing your plug.”

Phoenix looked over his shoulder and wiggled his eyebrows. “I knew you would come looking for me, doggie.”

Matt groaned. “Not you, too.”

Phoenix knew that Matt had not only grown used to the nickname, but now liked it. Neither of them would tell Armando this, though. The man would only find another name to insult Matt with.

“If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I’ll take matters into my own hands.”

Matt’s brow rose an inch. “Now that I would love to watch, pup.”

Phoenix rolled his eyes and reached back, pulling the plug free. He heard Matt groan and then he felt the blunt head of Matt’s cock touching his stretched hole. Phoenix grew impatient and shoved back, squeaking when he felt Matt’s dick all the way to his damn toes.

“You did that, not me.” Matt swatted his ass and then grabbed Phoenix’s hips, thrusting hard and fast. Phoenix’s fingers pulled at the grass beneath his hands as he threw his head back and cried out Matt’s name, his body shaking apart as his seed hit the ground.

“That’s it, pup. Call your baby’s name.” Matt doubled his strokes, pistoning into Phoenix until he howled out his release. Phoenix could feel Matt’s hot spunk fill him as he fell forward, landing in the grass, smiling and feeling like his life couldn’t get any more perfect than this.

“Ew, put some damn clothes on,” Armando said as he approached, his face scrunched as he held a hand up in front of his eyes. “That was not something I wanted to see, or hear.”

Phoenix chuckled as Matt growled. His mate tossed Phoenix’s pants over his backside, but Phoenix refused to move. He was sated and boneless, perfectly content where he lay.

“What do you want?” Matt asked from beside Phoenix. “Besides to harass us?”

“Shut up, doggie,” Armando shot back. “I just wanted to let you know that the court date was set.”

Phoenix watched as Armando turned to walk back toward the house, stopped, and looked over his shoulder. “And if one more person calls me Fernando, I’m going to scream. Who in the hell picked out my name anyway?”

Oh, no!
Phoenix rolled, slapping a hand over Matt’s mouth before his mate could tell Armando that it was Matt who had picked out the man’s new name. Matt thought it was funny as hell…Armando didn’t.

“You!” Armando shouted as Matt got to his feet and ran.

Phoenix lay back down, resting his head on his arms, and wondered if his life would always be this perfect.

Even if his new name was something as plain as Bob.

THE END

WWW.LYNNHAGEN.COM

FACEBOOK.COM/LYNNHAGEN.MANLOVE

LYNNHAGEN.BLOGSPOT.COM

GROUPS.YAHOO.COM/GROUP/LYNNHAGEN/

Lynn Hagen loves writing about the somewhat flawed, but lovable. She also loves a hero who can see past all the rough edges to find the shining diamond of a beautiful heart.

You can find her on any given day curled up with her laptop and a cup of hot java, letting the next set of characters tell their story.

For all titles by Lynn Hagen, please visit

www.bookstrand.com/lynn-hagen

Siren Publishing, Inc.

www.SirenPublishing.com