Despite being doves, it was not unusual for one of their kind to be unable to find his or her mate, so most people sought out the companionship and affection of others to fill that void. Such a union would never be as perfect as a true bond, but it didn't make it any less real. Angel had refused each offer, because in his heart, he hadn't wanted to make a promise he couldn't keep. He had waited, holding onto the hope that his mate was out there, and that they'd find each other eventually. He'd never been happier for his decision than now, when Landon was touching him all over, showing him what it meant to be with his other half. Angel's earlier orgasm had chased away some of his urgency, but he remained very much aware that Landon wasn't in the same situation. He was tempted to reach out to his mate and suck Landon's cock, to drive him crazy just like Landon had done to him, but the werewolf didn't seem to want that—or at least, he didn't show it. His hands roamed over Angel's cheeks, his nose, his mouth, then traveled down his neck and abdomen.
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