Lust (Saints & Sinners #1) Read Online Devon McCormack

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, Magic, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Saints & Sinners Series by Devon McCormack
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
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I hate that he’s reminding me I was the one who pushed.

“You’re upset, Luke. I get it. You have a lot to think about. Now you know what you need to do, so let’s take a break.”

“Take a break? I have to try and stop people from getting murdered. I need to figure this out ASAP.”

“You won’t be able to as long as you’re frustrated. I promise you that. And considering we were able to get there with a fraction of your power, you’re gonna be fine. I promise you that too.”

I grunt. Fuck him for being right.

“Hey.” He reaches out, rests his hand on my thigh. “I understand this is a lot.”

His words set me off. “No, you fucking don’t. You guys were dicking around with this shit when you started. And I got dropped in the middle of it during what could become a killing spree, so it’s a little more stressful.”

“That was bad wording on my part. I’m sorry. You’re right. I can’t understand what you’re going through.”

Now I’m even more pissed. “And you won’t fight with me, so I can’t even chew you out to get some of this stress off my chest.”

He shrugs. “If you need someone to argue with, I can text Seth and get him to come back.”

He starts like he’s about to get up, but I grab his hand. “Don’t you fucking dare,” I say, and as he shoots me a sneaky look, I can’t help smiling.

“Damn you for being so charming.”

“You like when I’m charming.”

We lean toward each other, and when our lips meet, some of my tension dissipates.

Brad growls before shifting, getting on his knees and guiding me onto my back for a quick make-out session, which unlike my attempts at quieting my mind, helps dissolve all my confusion and frustration.

When he pulls his lips away, he trails kisses along my jaw.

“I like training like this a lot better,” I confess.

He chuckles, his warm breath tingling against my skin before he relaxes on his side, gazing at me. “Better?”

“Much better.” Which gives me an idea. “Maybe you could fuck me real quick and then we get back to it.”

“Our fucking is taking a toll on your life. You thought you were gonna have to get an extension on that homework assignment. And then you had that deadline today for the group project—”

“Both of which I managed to get done.”

As on top of my work as I usually am, this has been more than a little distracting.

“Oh, I remember. I was watching you at the end of the bed last night while you were keying away on that laptop, toying with me with that hint of ass crack slipping out of your boxers.”

The way he looks at me, it’s like he knows I’d tucked it down just for him. To keep it on his mind. So he’d be good and ready for me when I finished.

“Guess we’ve learned a little bit more about each other these past few days,” I say.

“What have you learned about me?”

“On top of being a very generous lover, you’re a diligent flosser. A big fan of Dua Lipa. And you always make sure to respond to texts when they’re from your mom.”

His gaze narrows. “Aren’t you observant?”

Or obsessed. I blame the Lust, but I know that’s not entirely the case.

“Hard not to pick up on a few things when we spent all that time together this weekend.”

“Like how I couldn’t help noticing that you watch too many funny TikToks and have your alarm tunes set to Taylor Swift and Zach Bryan.”

There’s something exciting about hearing the little things he’s picked up on. Knowing he gives enough fucks to have paid attention.

“Look who’s also observant,” I tease before planting another kiss on him.

His hand gravitates to my ass, gripping firmly. “I guess the next question is: how does my Straight Boy want to be fucked right now?”

A few ideas spring to mind, but one in particular catches me by surprise. “Actually…I have a better idea.”

His brows shift. “Does it end with my dick in your ass, because that’s probably the only way I’m gonna be okay with it.”

I grin. I love that he’s just as obsessed with our fucks as I am. “It definitely ends with your dick in my ass, but it doesn’t start there.”

“I’m listening…”

“You hungry?”

“If you think I’ve been eating regular meals since all this started, you don’t know me at all.”

“Then I guess I do know you because we were messing around as soon as we got out of classes at four, and between that and coming here, I know the only thing you’ve had to eat, and I don’t think it’s enough calories to keep a person alive.”

“At least it’s a snack for me,” he says. “But it can’t be any use where I’m putting it away.”


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