Second Chance Mates

-28- 🌹 Just A Kiss

^ Picture of Landon

"Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight. Just a touch of the fire burning so bright. And I don't want to mess this thing up. I don't want to push too far. Just a shot in the dark that you just might be the one I've been waiting for my whole life. So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight"
~Lady A, "Just a Kiss"

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*Landon's POV*

"Oh fuck, Landon," Ryland moans, eyes rolling back.

An innocent movie night turned into a grind-fest after our heats hit. I mentally kicked myself, since I've been pretty good about keeping track of when our heats are supposed to start. For the past three months, I've been able to predict when our heats would be starting in order for me and Ryland to isolate ourselves far away from each other. It's hard and sometimes painful, but the herbs help.

The heat only lasts three days each month, and while Leo whimpers the entire time with the need to be with our mate, we both know it's better for Ryland if we stay away. Being close to him during our heats causes River to sense Leo, which increases the risk of Ryland getting shocked.

I feel guilty for making Ryland wait this long to mate and heal River. The collar restricts him and causes him pain, and all I've been doing for the past three months is allowing that to continue. I don't want to see him hurt, but Ryland also told me that we're not mating until I'm fully ready. While I desperately want to feel Ryland in every way, something inside of me is still holding me back.

Right now, I'm having to hold back in the most painful way. Our heats are seeping in, making Ryland's scent magnify as his arousal mixes in.

"Kiss me," Ryland pleads from where he's straddled on my lap, grinding himself against me.

"I am kissing you," I murmur, referring to the drag of my lips against his collarbone and neck.

"Not like that," he groans, clutching my shirt. "Really kiss me."

"Honeybee, if I kiss you, our heats are going to get worse," I remind him. I shouldn't even be touching him right now; I should be racing home to lock myself away and take the herbs. But every time I try to pull away, Leo howls in pain and Ryland latches back onto me.

"Please, baby, please kiss me," Ryland cups my face, bringing our lips closer together.

I mean, it's just a kiss... right?

With his plump, tempting lips in sight, I growl lowly and smash our lips together. Ryland instantly moans, pushing his tongue into my mouth.

My hands clutch at his back, balling up the fabric of his shirt in an attempt to restrain myself from touching every inch of his body. He kisses me like he's starved for it; as if his life depends on my mouth against his.

I'm hard beneath him, rocking my hips upward to gain some friction. Ryland gasps a moan into my mouth, pushing his clothed ass down to meet my erection.

The temptation to pin him down and fuck him is growing rapidly, and it's getting harder and harder to remind myself that I need to go home.

I'm suddenly yanked backwards off the bed, and I land on the floor with a loud yelp. Growling, I look up to see Ronnie staring down at me with an amused smirk.

"What the hell, Ronnie?" I growl at her, already itching to get back to my mate. The lack of contact has my entire body aching.

"Go home, Lan," Ronnie orders flatly. "You know you're not supposed to be around each other during your heats. Ryland could get worked up and get hurt."