The Duality of Swans Read Online Lilly Atlas

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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
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“Shit,” Tate whispered. He reached down and adjusted himself. “You’re fucking dangerous.”

“Thank you.”

Tate kissed him hard and quickly before walking backward toward the building. “Don’t work too hard, Luxe,” he said with a wink. “You’re going to need some energy for later.”

“I don’t know,” Liam said with a smirk. “We should probably go to bed early tonight, considering you have your first official job tomorrow. You don’t want to show up all tired from fucking all night.” He bit his lower lip when Tate growled.

“I think I can manage.”

“I’m proud of you, Tate.”

God, he loved it when Tate’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. But it was the damn truth. He was so proud of his man. He’d left Larkin’s company, taking Randy with him, and tomorrow, they had their first job as the Sutton Brothers Tile Company. Daryl stayed behind, but he’d been off since the fire and Ducky’s arrest. Liam still hoped he’d come around one day as Randy was, but he wouldn’t hold his breath. There was too much good in his life now to let negative people in.

“Stop trying to embarrass me and do some work, Luxe,” Tate said with a chuckle before turning and making his way over toward Randy to begin tearing down what remained of the studio.

He watched his man until that gorgeous ass was bent over helping Randy, then he had to tear his gaze away or risk heat stroke. As he glanced around at the fifty or so people who’d volunteered their time without even being asked, a realization washed over him.

He’d done it. This, right here, was the entire reason he’d moved to Swan. There he stood, in the town where he’d once been brutalized, surrounded by members of his community who loved and supported him. Who didn’t care that he had a boyfriend or if they kissed in the parking lot for all to see. They accepted him and Tate for who they were.

Was it perfect? No. Swan still had plenty of close-minded residents who hadn’t and might never reverse their backward thinking. But he lived in a town where he had amazing friends, a boyfriend he loved to distraction, a business that would be back up and running soon, and more supporters than haters. It was a huge leap in the right direction for Swan, Oklahoma, and exactly what he’d set out to achieve.

“CHRIST, LUXE, WHAT’S gotten into you?” Tate managed as his back hit the wall, and a very sexy dancer rubbed up all over him.

“You,” Liam said before he scraped his teeth over Tate’s nipple, causing sharp pleasure to shoot down to his balls. “Been stuck watching you work shirtless all damn day. Every time you bent over in these damn jeans, I had to adjust my cock. You knew it too. You’ve been fucking torturing me all goddamn day.”

Tate couldn’t help but laugh because Liam hit the nail on the head, but his humor turned to a lusty moan when Liam’s hand slipped into his boxer briefs and wrapped around his dick.

“Luxe…” He thrust into Liam’s talented hand. “I fucking love your hands on me, but let me shower first. I’m filthy.”

“Mmm, you are,” Liam said before licking a path up Tate’s neck. “I love you like this.” He sucked Tate’s earlobe while squeezing his cock.

He should put up a fight. He should insist on a shower, but those hands and that mouth felt too damn good. “Fuck it.” He grabbed the back of Liam’s head and crushed their mouths together. After a day of hard labor, his back was sore, and his shoulders ached. There’d been a twinge in his hip all afternoon too. But all of it evaporated when Liam’s sweet flavor hit his tongue.

“What do you want?” he asked after long minutes of making out and groping against his bedroom’s locked door. His mom wasn’t home, and Randy knew better than to barge in these days, but they’d been burned before, and he did not want to risk it.

“I want what you promised me.” Liam nipped Tate’s lower lip as he stroked him and played with his balls. At some point, he’d rid Tate of his pants and shucked his own as well. “I want your big tool. I want you to pound me with it so hard I… oof!”

Tate shoved Liam onto the bed. He landed with a bound and a squeak.

“Roll the fuck over,” he barked. His cock was hard enough to rival the sledgehammer he’d spent the day working with.

“Yes,” Liam muttered as he flipped onto his stomach in record time. He shoved his silky briefs down and kicked them off before pushing up onto all fours.

Tate wasted no time coating his fingers with lube and working them inside his boyfriend.

Liam cried out, arching his back as Tate scissored his fingers. “Fuck prep. Just give me your cock, baby. Please.”


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