Full Moon Rising by #LexieDavis - He Still Feels The Drive To Be With His Former Mate #Erotic #Romance #MM #Shifters

Full Moon Rising (MM)
by Lexie Davis
Shifters of North Point 1
Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 35,284
Alternative (M/M, Gay) Futuristic Paranormal

[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Futuristic Paranormal Romance, M/M, werewolves, HEA]

Ten years ago, a serum was invented to suppress the supernatural abilities of the wolf shifters of North Point. After being injected with the serum, Alex Black moved to the city and away from North Point’s wolf sanctuary, a place he’d called home all of his life. Alex lived a good life in the city as a detective and kept himself in good favor of the mayor. However, when a case of disappearing people brings him face to face with his former lover, Braden, Alex is forced to confront his past and those in it.

Braden Kohler never forgot what it felt like when his lover, Alex, told him he’d been injected with the serum to make him human. The hurt and betrayal burned deeper than he could have ever imagined. Moreover, the way the humans treated the wolf shifters hurt him more. When the shifters declared war on the humans, Braden accepted a role as a soldier in the rebel army.

Now he doesn't want to admit that he needs Alex's help, but his former lover is the only one who can get them what they want. Once they reunite, sparks fly and the desire to rekindle their romance becomes imminent. Can passion between two shifters override the need for vengeance? Or will these two find themselves in more trouble than they can dream of?


 STORY EXCERPT


“I know nothing in our agreement said you had to talk to me, but you’re obviously upset.”

Alex pulled off his pants and stood nude in front of Braden. His long cock hung between his legs, flaccid and perfect. “The mayor wanted to fuck this afternoon, and I may have done something bad to get out of it.”

“What?” Braden asked.

“There was a girl, a nobody really, who worked with me at the station. She was attracted to me and came in my office, stripped naked, and grinded herself on my dick.” Alex rubbed his forehead. “Hell, I knew it would make the mayor back off, so I kissed her. Let her get lipstick on my collar and her arousal on my crotch.”

Braden leaned against the doorjamb. “What’s so bad about that?”

“I think the mayor had her killed.”

It didn’t surprise Braden in the least, but he saw the confusion and hurt on Alex’s face. He really was shielded from the notoriety of the mayor. Braden pushed away from the doorjamb and walked across the bedroom. He still wore the red shorts Alex had given him and nothing else.

“Go take a shower. You’ll feel better.” Braden collected his clothing and stared at him. “The mayor is a very dangerous person. With the serum, you have little power against him. I hope you see that. I hope you understand that every meeting you have is as dangerous for you as it is for those around you.”

Alex rubbed the tip of his tongue along his teeth. “And that’s what you’re here for? To take him out?”

Braden glanced down at the clothing in his hands. “They have Rhett’s sister in a lab somewhere.”

Alex’s face filled with more concern. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“No.” Braden swallowed. “They took her after they destroyed the serum. The army busts our balls all the time, but they said they do horrible things to her. Worse than any one of us can imagine.” Braden licked his lips. “Erik is part of it too. He has his own reasons. We’ve got more than fifty wolves planning to fight on the full moon. It’s not just me, Alex. We all care about our kind. We care about the future of our kids and getting innocent wolves out of danger.”

Alex shook his head. “You think I don’t?”

“I think you’ve forgotten where you came from. Maybe it’s the serum or maybe it’s whatever you went through. I don’t know. The reality is they need to be taken down. The wolves cannot go on living like this. If we win, great. If we don’t, you can’t say that we didn’t try.”

“They’re my friends too.”

Braden gave him a sad smile. “Were. You don’t know us anymore, and I’m not sure you ever will again.”

He turned to take care of the laundry. The stains were noticeable, and dabbing them with water and a little detergent helped. Braden didn’t know what Alex thought, but he didn’t want him in the middle of it. If anyone went against the mayor, it had to be Braden. He’d never forgive himself if the mayor did something to Alex.

“Hey,” Alex called. Braden turned and glanced over at Alex from the kitchen sink. “You’re wrong. I do fucking know you. I know that when you were a kid you were scared of monsters eating you in the lake. It took me two fucking years to get you to go swimming with me, and even then, I had to float you around on my back because you wouldn’t go out into the water by yourself. I know everything there is to know about you and then some. The first time you kissed me was a dare. The first time we had sex you told me that we could fuck like that forever. As far as I know, I’m the only one who knows what you feel like. Am I wrong?”

Braden stared at him a moment before going back to the laundry. “No, you’re not wrong. I told you that we bonded. I have no desire to be with anyone else. It’s…not possible. You, you’re human now. You don’t have the same reaction I do. It’s different. We’re different.”

“Don’t insinuate that I don’t care about this as much as you.” Alex’s whisper made Braden stop and look over at him. “In this world, you have to learn to play nice with the enemy to get what you want. I’ve gotten good at living in this world.”

Braden set the clothing in the sink. “I’m sorry. We’ve been apart for so long it’s difficult for me to accept that you haven’t move on. That you haven’t forgotten about us.”

“What do you want me to do, Braden?” Alex shook his head. “It’s a two-way street. You texted me, and I came.” He pointed at him. “Don’t think for one second that I’d forgotten anything.”



ADULT EXCERPT


“You don’t get to scare me like that.” Alex propped his hands up on his hips. “I woke up, and I thought something had happened to you.”

It was on the tip of Braden’s tongue to apologize, but instead, he narrowed his eyes at Alex. “Fuck you. You’re the one who got caught. You’re the one who chose to take the serum. Don’t give me some bullshit about scaring you when you did the same fucking thing to me.”

“Oh, I did the same fucking thing?” Alex came toward him. Braden moved slightly, preparing to defend himself as Alex grabbed his legs and pulled him off the sofa. He covered him with his body, pressing him into the hardwood floor as his mouth claimed Braden’s. His knee moved between Braden’s legs as he brushed his hard cock along Braden’s thigh. He’d fought the kiss long enough. He gripped Alex’s head and gave as good as he got.

Alex moaned as Braden bit his lower lip. He’d pulled on a pair of shorts but wore nothing else. Braden slid his hands along Alex’s sides, feeling the hard muscles and how hot he felt in his arms. He wanted him inside now. No playing games. That was for later when they’d had at least an hour or two of hard-core fucking to get the need out of their systems. Braden slipped his hands into Alex’s shorts and cupped his ass, dragging him forward so that Alex’s cock rubbed against his own. Fuck that was hot. Everything about the man was hot.

Alex sat back momentarily to pull Braden’s shirt off while he struggled to push Alex’s shorts down. They were tangled in clothing and limbs, which only spiked the urgency. Braden fought to get his shirt off then focused on pushing Alex’s pants down so he could wrap his fingers around his fat cock. Alex gave a slight grin when he’d succeeded in stroking him and busied himself with tugging Braden’s shorts down.

“You know I’m going to have to leave you to get some lube.” Alex leaned down to nibble along Braden’s neck.

“Go.” Braden let him go. Alex grinned down at him before pushing up from the floor. He kicked off his shorts and turned, giving Braden a nice view of his perfect ass as he walked out of the room. Braden took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up shifting, and that would be a fucking disaster.

Alex returned as quickly as he’d left and set the lube on the coffee table beside them. He tugged Braden’s pants off and tossed them to the side. He spread Braden’s legs wide enough that his hips could fit between them.

“I need this tight little hole, but I’m in no condition to take it slow.” Alex rubbed the puckered hole with the tip of his finger. “I can’t wait to feel your hot ass wrapped around my cock.”

“Don’t.” Braden pulled him down so that Alex’s warmth surrounded him. “I need you to. Hard. And deep. Fuck me.”

Alex kissed him as he reached for the lube. Squirting some on his dick, he fisted himself a few times to smooth it out. Then he pressed the plump head to Braden’s tiny hole. The stretching was intense. His ass burned, and he groaned as Alex pushed deeper, claiming him. It felt too fucking good.

Braden dropped his head back on a gasp, taking every inch of Alex’s cock inside him. As promised, he didn’t take him slowly. He withdrew, barely giving him time to breathe, and shoved back in, going hard and deep just like Braden wanted. Alex propped himself up, each of his hands poised beside Braden’s shoulders as he thrust inside him.

 Every thrust hit his gland, and Braden worked his hole around him, squeezing his cock as Alex pushed in.

“I want to feel you come inside me,” Braden whispered in his ear. He bit his earlobe before he flicked it with the tip of his tongue. “Your big cock is hitting my gland over and over. I don’t know how much longer I can last.”

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It's About Time by #AJJarrett #PNR #Shifters #Wolves #Pack

Blurb

Carson Thompson has been infatuated with Ryan Kline-Kemp since he was just a boy. The older he got the more his feelings grew but Ryan never returned them. When Ryan left Silver Creek four years ago, Carson gave up and moved on. He wasn’t going to wait around for something that was never going to happen.

Ryan always knew there was something special about Carson but he didn’t want to be tied down at such a young age. Ryan’s life hasn’t gone as he had hoped but once he sees Carson he knows this man holds his forever in the palm of his hand. He just has to pray Carson can forgive and forget.

Carson wants Ryan and he also wants to make the man suffer but the mating bond is growing stronger every day. Love is in the air but Carson isn’t ready to give in just yet. It’ll take Ryan proving his love before Carson can surrender his heart.


Story Excerpt

“Hey, little guy. Where are your parents?” Carson set his items on the shelf and knelt down in front of the little boy.

“Hi.” The little boy giggled as he took a step closer to Carson and reached out to lay his warm sticky hands on his cheeks. “You smell good.”

Carson opened his mouth to say something when he caught the sweet smell coming off of the little boy. Under the scent of a cherry sucker and grape juice he smelled like, as odd as it sounded, cake. His favorite kind of cake actually, Skyler’s homemade chocolate cake. It wasn’t a strong aroma but enough for Carson to smell. Underneath that he could sense the wild aroma of shifter. This little boy was like him.

“Well, little man, you smell good too.” Carson smiled as he stared at the little boy. “What’s your name?”

“Riley, I swear to god once I find you, I’m putting a leash on you.” The sound of an older man came from an aisle over.

“That’s daddy.” Riley started to giggle.

“You shouldn’t run off from him.” Carson tapped Riley on the nose. “It makes parents worry when they can’t find you.” Carson remembered doing that to his dads all the time when he was younger. It wasn’t that he meant to make them worry, he was just a curious little boy as Skyler liked to tell him.

“But I had to come find you.” Riley’s little blond brows knitted together.

“You had to find me?” Carson gave the little boy a curious look.

“Carson?” A loud booming voice sounded from the end of the aisle.

The strong aroma of his favorite cake slammed Carson in the face long before the recognition of who that voice belonged to. Carson wavered a little on his feet as he looked up. He felt as if someone had slapped him across the face with that strong scent. Carson slowly looked up at the approaching man.

He was tall with a thick muscular body. He had short blond hair and light blue eyes. The lines of the man’s face looked so sharp, Carson thought he might cut himself if he reached out to touch him. The man was magnificent yet eerily familiar.

“Carson, is that you?” The man stopped in front of him and Riley.

“Daddy!” Riley held his arms open for the large man hovering over them.

The man bent down, bringing with him a fresh wave of his alluring scent. This time Carson did lose his balance and had to grab the shelf beside him or fall on his ass.

“Baby boy, you need to stop running off like that.” The man lifted the boy into his arms and kissed him on the cheek. Riley giggled again. “Carson, are you all right?” The man held a hand out for him to take.

“Do I know you?” Carson stared at the hand but didn’t take it.

“Do I really look that much different?” The man laughed, the skin around his eyes crinkling. “I guess four years can change a person.” The man eyed him up and down. “For the better.” His voice dropped a little as he gazed over Carson’s body.

It hit him like a brick to the face. Carson ignored the hand in front of him and climbed to his feet. All his arousal for this man’s smell was now gone, well, partially gone. Knowing exactly who this man was made his stomach sour.

“Long time no see, Ryan.” Carson narrowed his eye at Ryan. How dare he act like everything was normal? As if the last four years hadn’t happened.

“Daddy, I found him.” Riley’s sweet little voice pulled Carson from his thoughts of wanting to strangle Ryan. “Can we keep him?”

Suddenly what the little boy had been calling Ryan sunk in. His heart clenched in his chest and he really thought he was going to throw up in the middle of aisle five.

“He’s your son?” Carson looked at Riley. The resemblance was uncanny.

“Yeah, he is.” Riley kicked his legs and Ryan sat him down. The little boy ran in a circle around them.

Every time Ryan moved, he kicked the air up around him and that smell hit Carson again. His body hummed and his dick twitched in his pants. It was as if he was hit with a strong aphrodisiac. He could practically feel the heat pulsing off of Ryan’s hot and hard body.

What the fuck was going on here?

“Do you feel that?” Carson asked because he needed to know he wasn’t going crazy, that he wasn’t the only one affected by whatever the hell this was. He hadn’t been this attracted to anyone since, well ever.

“Carson, we need to talk.” Ryan took another step closer to him.

“No, stop, please.” Carson put a hand on Ryan’s chest to stop him, and that small touch made him gasp as if his hand had been burned. His body felt all tight and he thought he might shift into his wolf form. The wolf inside wanted out and Carson had a feeling he knew why. “Are we mates?” Carson asked in a low voice, his eyes burrowing into Ryan’s.

Carson’s dads had both told him about what a mate was and what would happen once he found his. The feelings were intense and he wouldn’t be able to think straight. Skyler had said it was like having a fever, but instead of feeling sick he’d be so aroused his head would feel as if it would pop off. That was exactly how he felt right now.

“We really should talk.” Ryan reached out to touch Carson on the shoulder, but he dodged the touch. It would be too much to handle to have Ryan’s hands on his body. “I need to explain a few things to you about”—Ryan looked from him down at Riley then up at Carson again —“all this.”

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 AJ Jarrett

Author Blog- http://ajjarrett29.blogspot.com/ 

Flying High by #StormyGlenn

[Siren Publishing: The Stormy Glenn Ménage ManLove Collection: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, shape-shifters, HEA]

Blurb

When Joseph and Samuel Lake spot their mate while running through the woods, they know they can't leave without him. They have been looking for him their entire lives, but convincing the gorgeous man that they want him was turning out to be a lot harder than finding him.

Matthew Brooks knows he isn't the world's best catch. He's a little more plump than he'd like and has a very boring life as a paralegal. Finding two men that seem interested in him at the same time thrusts him firmly into fantasy land.

When someone starts coming after Matt, getting him to Pacific Cove seems like the safest idea, but to do that, they will have to explain to the man about bear shifters and mates and all that entails...and that might cause them to lose their mate faster than an assassin's bullet.

Note: This book contains double anal penetration.


STORY EXCERPT

Oh, this wasn’t good. A pissed off Tony was never a good thing. He wasn’t outright physical, but the man could hold a grudge for weeks, and he never forgot when he felt slighted by someone. If he held Matt responsible, Matt’s life was just about to become very uncomfortable.

Damn.

He had just gotten back into Tony’s good graces from the last time he had screwed up by funding this little camping trip. It had taken him three weeks to get Tony and the others to agree to go camping. Matt hated camping, but he hated being the odd man out even more.

This time when Tony pushed past him, the force behind his bump made Matt drop the bag of garbage he was gathering. Matt’s lips thinned as he reached down and picked up the bag and the garbage that had spilled out of it.

So, it had begun.

Matt prayed Tony would find something else to do soon because he knew he was in the man’s crosshairs for the foreseeable future. He’d be lucky to make it home in one piece.

Matt saw Tony headed down to the river with the dishes. He set the bag of garbage aside and hurried to go help. Maybe he could head Tony’s snit off before it began. “Here, I can do that,” Matt said when he reached the man’s side.

“What?” Tony’s eyes narrowed. “And have your boyfriend read me the riot act? I don’t fucking think so.”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” Matt could only wish.

“Well, it sure as shit seemed like it to me.” Tony was really angry. His nostrils were flaring and Matt could see the muscles in his arms clenching. Matt needed to defuse this quick.

“Tony, I can do this.” Matt reached for the pans again. “Really. You don’t have to.”

“Are you saying I can’t wash a few pots and pans?”

Crap.

“No, of course not.” Matt mentally backtracked as fast as he could. “I just wanted to help.”

“You’ve been enough help,” Tony snapped as he gave Matt a shove hard enough to make him stumble back.

Matt flapped his arms, trying to catch his balance. It did him no good. He screamed as he lost his balance and fell back into the river. He could hear Tony’s laughter as the cold water closed over him and he sank down into its dark depths.

For a moment, Matt simply floated, looking up toward the brightness he could see flickering just beyond the top of the water. The light twinkled in the gentle waves of the water. There was a peaceful quality to it that made Matt wonder if he should just stay where he was until the light faded completely away.

Naw!

He still needed to get a cat.

Matt held his breath as he started swimming toward the light. Just before his head broke the surface, something grabbed him and propelled him up. Matt’s drew in a hard breath as soon as his head was above the water. When he started coughing, he was patted on the back until he could draw in a clean breath without choking.

“I’m fine. I’m fine.” Matt waved his hand to get Joe to stop pounding on his back. If the man kept smacking him, he’d have another reason to have a problem breathing—a broken back. Joe probably didn’t know his own strength.

“I almost didn’t get to you in time.”

Matt glanced up at Joe, confused by the anguish thickening the man’s tone. Before he could voice his confusion, he was grabbed and yanked against Joe’s massive chest.

“Forgive me, Matt,” Joe whispered. “I should have been faster.”

“Um, okay.” Matt held himself rigid in Joe’s arms, not knowing exactly what was going on. He liked being held in the big man’s arms, and he especially liked being pressed against Joe’s muscular chest, but handsome or not, the guy was a stranger. “I’m fine.”

“You almost weren’t,” Joe said as he leaned back. His lips thinned into an angry line when he glanced back toward the camp. “He pushed you on purpose.”

“Tony?” Matt had a very bad feeling about the anger in Joe’s amber eyes. “He was just goofing off. It was an accident. He didn’t mean any harm.”

Tony just didn’t think sometimes before he acted.

As much as he wanted to stay wrapped up in the handsome man’s arms...Matt pushed away until Joe released him and then he stood. “I’m soaked.”

“Yes, you should change before you catch a chill.” Joe stood as well, and then started rubbing his hands up and down Matt’s arms. “Humans are so vulnerable to the cold.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up. “Humans?”

What the hell was Joe talking about?

Joe paled and went still. “I mean...uh...humans that aren’t used to being in the great outdoors. People can get hypothermia very easily, you know, especially if they get wet.”

Something told Matt that Joe wasn’t telling the truth, but he couldn’t be sure. He didn’t know the man, which meant he really shouldn’t be enjoying having the man’s hands on him quite so much.
Matt forced himself to step away. It might have been the hardest thing he had ever done. Drawing in a breath he sent Joe a smile. “Thank you for pulling me out of the water.”

“I should have—”

“Enough.” Matt chuckled. “I’m fine, really. A little cold, but that can be fixed with a change of clothes.”

“I’ll walk you to your tent.” Joe shot Tony another angry glare as he wrap his hand around Matt’s arm. “I wouldn’t want you to accidently fall into the river again.”

Matt frowned. Did Joe just growl at Tony?


ADULT EXCERPT

Matt’s breath caught in his throat as he was flipped over onto his hands and knees, Joe kneeling by his head, Sam kneeling behind him.

“You want to feel my big, thick cock in your ass, stretching you wide?” Sam asked his tone silky smooth. He pressed a tip of his finger against Matt’s tight hole. “I’m going to shove my dick right in here.”

“Yesss,” Matt hissed as he pushed back on Sam’s finger.

He heard the cap snap and was really glad someone had brought lube. He hadn’t. Matt gasped when he felt Sam’s hands at his ass, spreading his cheeks as he pushed a finger into him, moving it around several times before adding a second one, then a third, stretching him quickly.

“Sam,” he cried out when he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I want to hear you scream, Matt.”

Scream? He couldn’t breathe, let alone scream. Sam was asking the impossible.

Joe’s strong arms held Matt up as he pushed his head under him to catch a hard nipple with his teeth. Joe helped him hold his weight, splayed as he was, with his hard hands beneath his chest. The strong suction, strong nips and rasping tongue on his aching nipples was driving Matt crazy.

Matt tossed his head as he panted for breath. Sam’s fingers were working further into his ass, spilling fire and hot, dark rapture as he slowly stretched him, his fingers spreading inside Matt to part the heated passage.

“Joe is going to fuck your sweet little mouth, Matt,” Sam promised Matt, his voice rough from his lust. “After I work my cock up your sweet ass, he’s going to take that sweet mouth of yours. You’ll be stretched and full, baby, both of us working you, fucking you.”

Sam’s explicit words caused Matt’s body to bow involuntarily as he pushed against the fingers invading his ass.

“Oh yeah, baby, you want it, don’t you?” Pleasure filled Sam’s deep raspy voice. “You want to be taken, filled and fucked like the sweet treasure you are.”

His voice was awed, enraptured, as though it were Matt was giving him a gift, rather than the other way around. As Sam spoke, Joe knelt in front of him, his cock standing out proudly from his body.

“I wish you could see how beautiful you look, baby,” Sam said. “Your hot little ass is all raised up and ready for me. You look so damn sexy.”

Sam replaced his fingers with his cock, slowly easing his thick length inside of Matt’s ass, stretching him until pleasure seared him and held him immobile as Sam worked his massive cock deeper, inch by glorious inch.

Matt whimpered.

Sam was fucking huge!

“It’s okay, honey,” Joe soothed as Matt bucked, his eyes tearing from the pain, though he didn’t want it to stop. He never wanted it to stop. “Don’t fight it, Matt,” Joe urged. “Sam’s cock is thick, baby, but not too thick. You can take it.”

“Matt, are you okay, baby?” Matt could hear the strain in Sam’s voice, the hot vibrating vein of lust and possession, caring and tenderness.

“Please,” he gasped as Sam halted the slow thrusts. The head of Sam’s cock had just passed the tight ring of muscles, the flared tip stretching it wide as Matt fought to accustom himself to the large cock filling him.

“More, baby?” Sam asked as his hand smoothed down Matt’s back.

“More,” he cried out, his hips easing back on the incredibly thick shaft. “More. Please, Sam. More.”

Just as Sam began to ease further inside of him, Matt felt the tip of Joe’s cock rub across his lips. Matt opened up to swallow Joe’s cock down to the root. Wrapping his lips around the head of Joe’s dick, he began to suck, his tongue tracing the veins, his cheeks hollowed.

“Oh hell,” Joe groaned. “Suck me, honey, suck me good.”

Matt winked up at Joe before working his tongue over him, sucking him, his tongue running around the edge of the engorged head. Joe began to thrust his hips towards Matt’s face, and cried out when Matt played with his balls. Matt just relaxed his throat muscles, letting Joe fuck his mouth.

A slow, steady stroke had Sam filling his ass completely, his hard groan as he sank into Matt to his balls echoed through the woods. Matt was crying out repeatedly now, his muscles clenching around Sam’s cock, his body accepting the pain as a torturous pleasure he couldn’t deny any longer.
His hips moved against Sam, driving him deeper. Matt screamed around Joe’s cock as Sam paused with just the pulsing head of his cock inside his aching entrance before he pulled back, then pushed forward again.

Sam thrust harder inside Matt. Once. Twice. Then stilled. Matt would have protested, but he lost his ability to speak. Joe began to push his hard cock into Matt’s mouth in tiny, tiny increments, almost as if he was trying to torture himself or drag the pleasure out.

Reality ceased to exist.

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The Bear Essentials by #StormyGlenn. #PNR #Shifters

Blurb

Bear shifter Rob Colton is excited about the future, and after graduating, he is ready to start the next phase of his life. He never expects that life to include a frightened young man that darts out in front of his truck. But one whiff of Casey's sweet smell and Rob knows his future was going to be brighter than ever. He has found his true mate.

Orphaned at an early age, Casey Newton has been bounced from foster home to foster home, never quite finding a place to call his own. When a big burly man decides Casey is his true mate, the cold and lonely world Casey grew up in begins to change. For once in his life, someone wants him.
But wanting someone and keeping them safe are two very different things. When the man that has terrorized Casey for most of his life comes after him again, can Casey trust Rob to protect him or will he be tossed away like he has every other time in his life? And will the bond between mates be strong enough to withstand losing everything they hold dear?

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STORY EXCERPT

Rob grinned when he heard his best friend’s unique ring tone blare on his phone. He tapped his Bluetooth earpiece, connecting him to the call. “Yo, dude, we did it.”

“Right?” Billy Ray Jenson replied.

“I can’t believe it’s finally over.”

“Yeah, man, school sucked.”

Rob couldn’t agree more.

“We still meeting out by the river tonight?” He couldn’t wait to celebrate.

He had wanted to drop out of school when he turned eighteen and go to work fulltime in his father’s construction company. His parent’s made him stay in school, and now he was glad they did, but the last few months had been the hardest.

Unlike the rest of the known universe, shifters had to attend an additional three years of school. Most humans assumed it was some sort of advanced college courses, and maybe that was true to some extent. The courses they took taught them about their bear history. It taught them how to control their beasts when they were faced with violence or situations that forced their bear to the surface.
It taught them how to be better bears.

“You know it.”

“You and Jed grab the beer,” Rob said. “I’ll bring some steaks.”

“Cool.”

Billy Ray was a man of few words, at least few comprehensible words.

“I need to swing by the house and grab few things then I’ll head out to the river.” And he wanted to talk to his parents now that he had finished school. He wanted to go to work for his father fulltime. He had been dreaming of working side by side with his dad since he was seven years old and picked up his first hammer.

“See you out there.” Rob chuckled as he disconnected the call. He was still reeling from the fact that he had finally graduated. It felt like he had been attending school forever and he had finally been set free. His bear wanted to roar.

“Holy fucking shit!” Rob slammed on the breaks, his eyes rounding as his truck slid to a stop mere inches from the small figure racing across the road in front of him.

Wide eyes the color of the warm caramel and edged with kohl peered up at him over the hood of the truck, big fat tears dripping from them down pale white cheeks. Time seemed to stand still as Rob sank into those big liquid eyes, drowning in them.

Then the man blinked, his dark thick eyelashes sweeping over his pale tear stained cheeks as he huddled further into his dark grey hoodie. He turned and started across the road again, the moment broken.

Rob stared after the lone figure, stunned by the overpowering emotions suddenly running rampant through him. He didn’t understand why his stomach clenched at the sight of those tears or why his dick became so hard he could have punched a hole through a steel plate.

But he was going to find out.

Rob growled as he drove his truck to the side of the road and turned the engine off. He jumped out of the truck and raced after the little man, catching sight of him hurrying down a dirt path on the side of the road that led into the woods.

He quickly caught up with his prey, barely panting from exertion. He grabbed the guy’s arm, his eyebrows shooting up when the guy instantly dropped to the ground and curled into himself.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” the man whimpered as he covered his head with his arms.

Rob growled, his gaze snapping back and forth as he scanned his immediate surroundings for signs of danger. Spotting nothing out of place, Rob lifted his nose and drew in a lungful of air. He smelled the forest—trees and dirt and the slightly musty smell of dead leaves.

And apples…cinnamon and apples.

Rob frowned in confusion. If he didn’t know better, he’d think someone was out in the middle of the woods baking an apple pie. God, he loved apple pie. It was without a doubt his favorite desert next to honey.

Nothing tasted better than honey.

Dismissing his wild thoughts, Rob turned his attention back to the man cowering on the ground at his feet. A deep mind numbing rage began to take hold of him when he noticed the bruises showing up through the rips in the man’s hoodie. There was even a trickle of blood at the corner of the man’s mouth, no doubt due from the cut on his fat lip.

Someone had worked this poor guy over, and hard.

Rob squatted down next to the smaller man. Jeez, he had to outweigh him by at least a hundred pounds if not more. The little thing was all skin and bones.

And bruises, there were a shitload of bruises.

“What happened, cub?” Rob spoke in his gentlest voice, which wasn’t easy when his usual tone was deep and rough. It matched his looks. He was big and fierce and made like a brick shit house. And for once in his life, he wished he wasn’t so intimidating.

The poor thing was going to shake apart.

“Sshhh, it’s okay.” Rob tried to sooth the man by rubbing his back. “You’re safe now. No one is going to hurt you.”

When a little of the tension eased in the man’s body, Rob lifted him up into a sitting position, surprised by how easily he could move the guy. He had lifted heavier bags of cement.

Big liquid brown eyes peeked up at Rob through a fall of honey blond hair. Rob reached down and gingerly touched the man’s swollen bottom lip, grimacing at the wince of pain that crossed the guy’s face.

“What happened to you, cub?”

“They took my bike.” The words were whispered in the sweetest voice Rob had ever heard. It wrapped around him like a blanket of tranquility he had never felt in all his years. If he had been a cat he would have purred.

He wasn’t a cat.

“Who took your bike, cub?”

“Casey,” the man said as his eyes flickered up for a moment before darting away. “My name is Casey Newton, not cub.”

Rob chuckled at the small flicker of defiance he could see in those warm caramel brown eyes. He knew who Casey was. While they didn’t run in the same circles, Rob had seen the man around town. He might not have known his name until now, but he knew who Casey was.

“I like cub.”

And he liked this particular cub. The draw to cradle Casey in his arms and hold him close, protecting him from all the evils in the world was riding him hard. Rob had felt the same way each time one of his siblings came into the world, just never to this magnitude.

He’d kill a rock for his mate…

Fuck.

ADULT EXCERPT

Rob fisted a handful of Casey's hair and pulled gently until the man's head was tilted back and then he lowered his head, pressing their mouths together in a gentle kiss.

There was a quality to kissing Casey that was unparalleled to anyone Rob had kissed in the past. Casey didn't just press his lips to someone's and move them around a little bit. He leaned into the kiss and put his entire body into it.

It was a kiss for his tired soul to melt into.

As his tongue explored at its leisure, Rob gently stroked the lissome body pressed against him. Needing just a little bit more, Rob slid his tongue inside the warm heat of Casey’s mouth, tasting him, devouring what the man had to offer.

As he pulled back, he nipped Casey's bottom lip with his teeth.

"I ache, Rob." As if to emphasize his words, Casey rubbed against Rob, leaving no doubt as to what he meant. Casey's cock was like a steel rod in his pants.

Rob swallowed hard as the lust igniting in his gut burned away his ability to breath. He glanced toward the kitchen where he could hear his parents talking in low voices. He knew he would get his head handed to him if he took Casey upstairs and claimed him as he really wanted to do. But that didn't mean he couldn't take the edge off until he could.

He lifted Casey up in his arms and carried him out of the living room and down the hallway to the guest bathroom. He stepped inside and set Casey down on the bathroom counter before turning back and locking the door.

Once he turned back to Casey, he leaned in for another kiss. Their lips met again but this time it wasn't the slow tender and gentle thing it had been before. This time it was out of control, maddeningly frantic, needy. Blood pounded in his brain, leapt from his heart, and made his knees tremble.

Casey’s skin was flushed, his beautiful face transformed by the flush of desire. Rob hadn’t thought Casey could get any better-looking, but staring down at the man, he knew he had been wrong. His mate was breathtaking.

He was one lucky bear.

Rob leaned forward, inhaling Casey’s scent from collarbone to ear, taking in the scent of cinnamon and apples. The sweet fragrance rushed back into Rob in a wave of intoxication. Smelling Casey was hardening his cock. Rob loved the smell of the man, was addicted to his delicious flavor.

There was a pull that was almost maddening in his mind. Rob wanted to sink deep into the man’s soul and never come out. It was a need so strong that Rob let it wash over him and carry him under.
He glanced down at his mate, staring as he snaked his hand into Casey’s jeans and massaged the heated flesh tenting up his pants. It was hard, but felt like liquid silk under his fingers with the pre-cum leaking over Rob’s fingers.

Lifting his hand to his mouth, Rob sucked his fingers in, the tangy taste rolling over his taste buds like nectar to a bee. He groaned, licking each finger clean before he pulled at the waistband of Casey’s pants, chasing the material down Casey’s body until he could toss the fabric aside.

Casey lay there on the counter, stunningly naked, exposed to Rob’s appreciative eyes. He drank the man in as he pushed Casey’s thighs apart.

He found himself wanting to rub his scent all over Casey again. The urge was strong, compelling him to lean forward until his stomach was touching Casey’s erection. He rubbed his body over Casey’s length, feeling the pre-cum trailing over his skin.

“Rob?” Casey asked.

Rob grinned as he dropped down until his head was even with Casey’s weeping cock. He licked a path down Casey's abdomen to his cock. He nuzzled in the wiry curls before licking his way up the fully hard shaft and sucking at the engorged head to savor Casey’s pre-cum.

Casey groaned out his pleasure as Rob swallowed the erection to the root. Using his tongue, Rob laved the tender depression beneath the swollen crown and then tongue-fucked the tiny slit, licking away the salty taste of Casey’s desires.

“Please,” Casey hissed as he gripped the edge of the counter top until his knuckles turned white.

Rob placed Casey's feet on his shoulders and then pushed his knees apart. He wished he had a camera to take a picture of what was most definitely the most erotic sight he had ever seen. His jeans became tight, quickly growing uncomfortable.

Rob splayed his fingers over Casey's nicely rounded ass cheeks and pulled them apart before abandoning the man's cock and lowering his head to lick at his tight puckered hole. The high keening cry that came from his mate made Rob's bear rumble. The desire to take Casey and claim him was riding him hard and it was all Rob could do to keep his bear at bay.

He concentrated on pleasing his mate, which seemed to satisfy his bear. Making sure he left plenty of spittle behind, Rob swallowed the man's cock again. At the same time, he pushed his finger into Casey's ass, curving his finger up to reach that special spot.

Casey bucked, driving his cock deep. Rob sucked harder. He wanted, needed, his lover's seed in his mouth. When Casey cried out and filled Rob's mouth with his release, Rob swallowed greedily, savoring the salty taste of his lover's cream.

Rob fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, frantic. His balls burned, and at this intensity, Rob knew he wasn’t going to last long. He jumped to his feet and shoved his jeans down his thighs. Grabbing his aching shaft, Rob began pumping his hand at a frantic rate.

"Rob."

Rob's eyes snapped to Casey. He felt his balls draw up tight to his body when the man lifted his hoodie up to his throat, baring his stomach and chest. "Come on me. I want to smell like you."
His mate's simple request was all it took for Rob to find his release. Rob came with an incoherent, hoarse shout. He spurted hot jets of cum all over Casey's naked skin, marking him in a way that every bear would understand.

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Julian's Forever by AJ Jarrett. A Warriors of the Light Novel

Blurb

Daniel Young is battling terminal cancer and using what time he has left to find answers to who killed his best friend, no matter what danger it puts him in. With nothing left to live for what does Daniel have to lose?

Julian Salva joined the Warriors of the Light to help put a stop to the evil trying to take over the world and to find his nephew. Never in a million years did he expect to meet a fearless human on his latest mission. The man infuriates Julian with his lack of caution and inability to follow an order. For reasons unknown to Julian he’s falling for the human. If only Daniel was his mate.

Nothing is ever as it seems but there’s no time to find out all the answers. With Daniel’s life hanging in the balance Julian will risk everything for a man he barely knows. Julian prays that this time, time is on his side.

Excerpt

Daniel pulled away and Julian arched an eyebrow in question. “Are you okay?” Julian really wanted this, wanted to have Daniel squirming underneath him in pleasure, but he wouldn’t force the man.

“Yeah, I just…” Daniel popped the button on Julian’s pants and pulled down the zipper, parting the material. “I want to taste you.”

Julian nodded his head, at a loss for words. He wanted that, too.

Daniel went to his knees and, with cool, nimble fingers, pulled down Julian’s pants, taking his boxer briefs along with them. His hard cock sprang forth, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

“God, you’re big everywhere.” Daniel smiled up at him.

“Are you complaining, my little human?” Julian ran his hand over Daniel’s hair, the soft, brown strands tickling against his palm.

“Nope.” Daniel stuck out his tongue and licked over the weeping head. He closed his eyes and hummed, as if savoring Julian’s flavor. “I can’t wait to feel this”—Daniel fisted his hand around Julian’s hard shaft and stroked up then back down the thick length—“in my mouth, then in my ass.”

Julian groaned as he stared down at Daniel tonguing his cock. His breath whooshed out of his lungs as Daniel’s mouth engulfed his veiny length, swallowing him down only about halfway. Julian was impressed. His nine-inch cock wasn’t easy for most men to take. Besides being long, he was also thick, like a beer can. Julian couldn’t wait to feel Daniel stretched tight around him, begging for more.

Daniel hollowed out his cheeks and sucked down even more of Julian’s cock. The wet, hot suction was becoming too much. His orgasm swam right at the surface, threatening to explode if he allowed Daniel to continue his oral exploration.

Julian ran his hand through Daniel’s shaggy brown hair, then fisted his fingers, pulling Daniel’s head back. Big blue eyes stared up at him. Julian gasped at the sight of the pure innocence in those swimming pools of sapphire with the pink lips stretched thin around his arousal. Julian couldn’t wait another moment. He used his other hand to grab under Daniel’s arm, pulling him to his feet. He dove in for a greedy kiss, forcing his tongue past the seam, tasting himself on Daniel’s tongue.

“We can do slow later,” Julian said as he pulled away.

“Yeah, slow later,” Daniel repeated, as if in a trance.

Julian grinned down at Daniel, then gave a light shove to his shoulder. Daniel fell backward, and when his back hit the mattress, he went for the fastening on his jeans, yanking then downward. Julian admired his excitement.

Once Daniel’s clothes had all been removed, Julian stared down in awe of this human. Daniel may have been thin, but his body consisted of lean, corded muscle that wrapped around his short frame. The pale skin made Julian’s mouth water, and he wanted to lick every inch of the man.

Julian shucked off his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He spread Daniel’s legs further apart, then crawled up on the bed. He ran his hands up Daniel’s thighs, and goose bumps pebbled the hairless skin. Daniel’s eager cock stood straight into the air, jerking with every move of Julian’s hand. Julian loved how responsive Daniel was to him. It really was a shame they weren’t mates.

“So beautiful.” Julian bent down and kissed the inside of Daniel’s thigh, moving upward to bury his nose into his ball sack. The strong, bitter smell that seemed to surround Daniel was strong there, but so was his sweaty skin. Julian flicked out his tongue to tease and taste. “And so delicious.”

“Oh god!” Daniel cried out, his back arching as Julian licked a path up his straining length.

Julian smiled around the cock in his mouth and went down deeper. Daniel’s cock wasn’t nearly as long as his own, and it was easy for Julian to swallow his lover whole. The tangy, salty pre-cum flowed from the tip, making Julian hunger for even move.

Julian let his drool slide down Daniel’s shaft to drip down to his balls. Julian swiped up the wetness and used it to tease at Daniel’s clenching hole. The rippled flesh pulsed against Julian’s finger. Julian sat back and pushed Daniel’s left leg up and toward his chest, opening him up. In between the white, hairless crack sat the most gorgeous pink pucker Julian had ever seen, Small and a light, pale rose. Julian looked up at Daniel as he pushed his finger past the outer ring.

“Fuck,” Daniel groaned, his neck arching as his body tightened around the invasion.

“So tight.” Julian pushed in further, the smooth channel sucking him in further. Julian began fucking his finger in and out of Daniel’s tight heat.

“It’s been a while.” Daniel smiled up at Julian as he reached for his cock and pumped his fist on the bright red shaft.

“No touching.” Julian pulled Daniel’s hand off his cock and moved his hand to the side. “I want you so turned on you’re begging for my cock.” Julian added a second finger and Daniel whimpered.

“You keep doing that, it won’t be much longer.” Daniel lifted his other leg, grabbing underneath his knees, then spreading his thighs apart. “Please, Julian. Fuck me hard.”

“God damn.” Julian yanked his fingers free from Daniel’s ass. He spit in his hand and rubbed the wetness over his sensitive cock. He was wound so tight he damn near came in his hand.

Julian walked forward on his knees and placed the swollen tip of his cock at Daniel’s stretched opening. He stared down into Daniel’s eyes as he pressed forward. Daniel’s face scrunched up in pain and his chest heaved up and down. Julian reached out to stroke Daniel’s prick with his other hand. With Daniel distracted with the pleasure of Julian’s hand on his cock, Julian inched in further, not stopping until his balls were pressed up against Daniel’s ass.

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Something Unexpected by AJ Jarrett. A Nehalem Pack Novel

Blurb

After years of captivity and being treated as a science experiment, Dax Garrett is free. He’s scared of the world around him but he refuses to be a victim anymore.

Colt Perry is a hunter who’s been placed on a mandatory leave of absence. Not what Colt wanted and he’s complaining to anyone willing to listen. All he has is his work and without it he feels lost and alone, two things Colt despises more than anything.

Everything changes when Colt meets a shy Dax. Dax isn’t sure what to think of this strong and sexy man but he can’t refuse what is so clearly right in front of him.

Life’s short and Colt is sick of living alone. Loving Dax means everything to Colt but along with that love comes an unexpected surprise. Will Colt be able to handle the changes about to descend on his life or will he disappear back into a world of loneliness?


Excerpt

Colt couldn’t get enough. He stabbed his tongue at Dax’s tight opening over and over again until finally it gave way and Colt could get the tip of his tongue into Dax’s tight hot channel. The sweet, musky scent of Dax’s body filled Colt’s nose and he growled against the soft flesh.

“You taste so fucking good, baby.” Colt ran his tongue up and down the length of Dax’s crack then spat at the small bud. Using one finger, Colt slowly pushed at the tight barrier. He felt as Dax’s body went tense then slowly relaxed once Colt had his finger all the way inside. “You feel that, Dax?” Colt asked as he pulled his finger in and out of his tight hole. “I’m inside you. God you’re so tight and hot.” Colt’s breathing sped up and his chest rose and fell hard with each intake of oxygen.

Dax raised his arms above his head and grabbed at the blanket beneath him. His body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and his thick, hard prick twitched against his stomach with every inward thrust of Colt’s finger. In all of Colt’s years of having sex he had never seen a more delectable sight. It was as if Dax felt things with his entire being. Every small touch, every kiss, Colt could see that Dax hungered for more. Dax’s body responded so acutely to Colt’s and it made that warm gushing sensation filling his gut explode until all Colt could think about was fucking Dax. He wanted, no, he needed to be the first and only one to ever know what it was like deep inside Dax’s body.

What the hell am I thinking? Colt’s body froze as his mind started to have a silent tug of war inside his head. This was all getting too serious but Colt couldn’t stop. All the reasons he should put an end to this right here and now just weren’t enough. Colt wanted Dax so badly it hurt.

Dax’s whimpering and quivering body pulled Colt out of his silent musing of what was right and wrong. If being with Dax was wrong Colt would deal with that later, but right now everything felt so perfect and right. They both needed this.

Colt bent back down and licked around his finger, then added another. Dax’s muscled clenched down tight but Colt continued his inward push with his fingers until he found that secret little nub inside Dax. Colt massaged his fingertips over Dax’s prostate and Dax’s let out a loud deep growl that sent the birds in the nearby trees to flight.

“Colt.” Dax grunted, his eyes clenched tight, hands fisted by his head. Colt let his gaze roam down the pale flesh of Dax’s body, his pink, round nipples hard and his cock red and thick, filled with his unspent desire. “Colt, I need—” Dax thrashed around on the blanket as Colt added another finger, scissoring them in and out of the tight opening.

“What do you need, baby? I’ll give you anything you want.” Colt scooted closer and leaned down to kiss Dax’s lips. He could taste the faint traces of blood from where Dax had bitten his lip. “Just tell me,” Colt whispered as he kissed along Dax’s jaw.

“You.” Dax’s hands came up to grab onto either side of Colt’s head. “I need you, Colt.”

Colt stared down into Dax’s light blue eyes and in that moment there was so much he wanted to say but couldn’t. Colt pulled his fingers free of Dax’s body and went to work on his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. Having sex wasn’t something he had anticipated when Colt invited Dax out for dinner. He wanted things to go slow and he wasn’t properly prepared but he’d go slow, give Dax time to get used to him.

Colt spit into his hand, using that combined with the oozing pre-cum leaking out his tip to lube up his cock. Dax’s pupils were blown wide as he stared up at Colt, his legs spread wide open. Colt held onto the base of his cock and slowly guided it forward.

“Dax, baby, this will hurt at first.” Colt positioned his body over Dax’s, their sweat-soaked bodies sticking to one another. “I need you to relax and breathe, okay?”

“Okay.” Dax nodded his head, his eyes still wide open.

Colt ran the wet tip over the small opening. Dax’s eyes rolled up into his head and his breath whooshed out of him. Colt thrust his hips forward, guiding the swollen cap at the center of Dax’s tight bud. Colt moved slowly, pressing against Dax’s resistance until the head popped inside. Tight hot heat engulfed Colt. Dax’s grip was so tight it was as if Colt’s dick was being strangled but in a very good way.

“Ouch, Colt!” Dax’s fingers scratched at Colt’s back. Sharp claws dug into his skin.

“It’s okay, baby.” Colt lifted his hand to comb Dax’s floppy blond hair out of his eyes then leaned down to rest his forehead against Dax’s. “I’m here. There’s no rush. If you want to stop we can.” Colt lifted up just enough to look into Dax’s eyes. So many emotions seemed to filter over Dax’s eyes, pain, happiness, fear, and hope.

“No,” Dax whispered. “I want this.” Dax took a deep breath then wrapped his legs around Colt’s hips. “I want you.”

“I want you, too.” Colt went in deep, pushing his tongue deep down Dax’s throat as he pressed forward with his cock. He swallowed down Dax’s cries and held still once he buried his entire length into Dax’s scorching channel.

Colt held perfectly still, giving Dax time to get use to his thick, long cock. Ever so slowly he felt as Dax’s body relaxed around the invasion and Colt pulled out slowly then pushed back in. He never once tore his eyes from Dax’s.


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Does Fate Ever Makes Mistakes? Find Out in 'Swimming With Troi;' A M/M, Erotic, Contemporary, Shapeshifter Romance by Lacey Denair

(Siren Allure ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, sex in partially-shifted form, HEA)

Blurb:

Does fate ever make mistakes? What would happen if she did? Moving to the low mountains of California and building a home there is Troi’s dream. When he buys an old ranch out from under five wolf shifter alphas in the area, he and his new neighbors get off to rocky starts. 

Meeting his mate, alpha Talon, doesn’t help, as the man has different ideas about mating. When Garrett, alpha of another pack, first meets Troi at the same time, he’s smitten, but knowing Talon is the man’s mate, he stays in the background.

 After Talon publicly rejects Troi twice, Garrett is more than happy to step up to the plate and gets a real surprise. Troi is carrying Talon’s pups! Garrett is the perfect man and Troi falls hard for him, leaving the merman totally confused. Talon is his mate, but doesn’t want him. Garrett isn’t his mate but very much wants him.  

Will fate ever get it right?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Excerpt:

Maude’s Steakhouse was the local spot for the shifter community, it having the best steaks in three counties. The men sat quietly talking, having coffee and waiting. Garrett and Mason watched as a stranger walked in.

He was a small, dark-haired man, of about five foot eight. The handsome guy wore a sensible, white button-down shirt and a pair of well-worn boots. He also had on a pair of designer jeans that lovingly caressed the sweetest little ass Garrett had ever seen. “Stop drooling, man,” Mason chuckled, teasing Garrett.

“Stop drooling at what?” Talon inquired, looking around, finding it suddenly difficult to breathe. His wolf called to him at that moment. Whispering a word he’d never expected to hear, Talon immediately went into denial. “Mate.” The voice called to him. His wolf may have been overjoyed, but Talon had other plans for his life and they didn’t include this little man. Even if he was gorgeous.

Thinking out loud, the alpha said, “Damn, would you look at that? Mmm, I just might have to tap that ass.” Talon groaned, wanting the gorgeous brunette, even as he heard a low growl next to him. “What’s your problem?”

“Nothing,” Garrett mumbled. Garrett didn’t like Talon speaking of the little one that way. Not knowing why, he found himself extremely attracted to the beauty. If he didn’t know better…

This was the man they’d all thought would be an old geezer? He made Talon’s blood run hot. His cock stood up and begged for an up-close-and-personal introduction. His wolf did say this was his mate, so why not? JoAnn would never have to know. Besides, there wasn’t any way this could be his mate. He’d already been through that once, and wanted no part of the whole mating thing. It hurt too badly the first time.

The man spoke to the waitress, who led him to their table. The alphas rose, introducing themselves. Finally everyone sat down. Talon looked at Garrett, then back at a pair of intelligent, sea-green eyes that took in everything around them. .

After their waitress brought coffee and walked away, Troi took a sip, listening politely while Mason explained their situation.  He made a very generous offer on the place then waited for a response.

“May I have a moment, gentlemen?” Troi asked respectfully.

“Of course,” Mason responded for the group.

With everyone quietly talking, waiting for his verdict, Beau Edwards, first beta for the Morgan River Pack, watched Mr. Stone, or Troi, as he had asked to be called. There was something about the man. It was obvious he wasn’t human, but the wolf had no idea what he was. His scent was subtle, muted to the point he couldn’t catch a read on it, and Beau had the best nose in the five packs. What he did scent was ocean sea breeze, an evening campfire, and masculine hotness.

Troi wasn’t what society would classify as beautiful, but he had unique features that made him stand out. Wide-spaced, almond-shaped eyes and high cheekbones drew attention. Add in lush lips that gave the impression they could suck a man dry in nothing flat, and he was guaranteed to attract the coldest of men.

Heat washed over him, making his dick twitch, as he tried desperately to calm himself. Troi may not be the one for him, but Beau was alive for god’s sake.

He wasn’t the only one in the room having erotic thoughts. The scent of arousal lay heavy in the air, coming from several different sources.

Finally, Troi sat his cup down, looking around at all the men.

“While I can appreciate your position on the matter, I must decline your more than generous offer, gentlemen. I hope this doesn’t cause any rancor between us, but I’m keeping the property. However, you’ll have no problems with me. I assure you I’m capable of providing my own security. Thank you for the coffee. It was good to meet you all. Good day.”

With that, he arose and confidently strolled out of the restaurant, leaving five alphas looking at each other, stunned. No one denied an alpha what they wanted, let alone five of them. It was unheard of. Had they really just been dismissed?

Troi climbed into his Range Rover and drove away, still in shock. Was that humongous, scowling man really his mate? Oh, gods. The man had been introduced as Talon Starr, alpha of the Double Eagle pack. The entire time they’d sat at the table talking, the man either leered at Troi or looked at him with disgust. What was up with that? One way or the other, he was sure he’d find out eventually.

“Shit, now what?” Garrett said, staring sullenly at Talon.

“Well, there’s more than one way to skin a cat, now isn’t there?”

“What’s going on in that head of yours, my friend?” Rolling his eyes, Mason grinned at Talon, then at the other men. “No, wait. I don’t want to know.”

ADULT EXCERPT:

“What’re you wanting baby?” The alpha asked, while chewing on his mate’s neck.

“Don’t make me beg. Oh, forget that. Please? Please? Please already?”

Garrett laughed, climbing out of bed and taking his pants off, dropping them on the floor. Slowly pulling the sheet off his mate’s body, he got back in bed. Oh my gods. Even with his still slightly swollen tummy, Troi was perfection. He inhaled his man’s scent deeply when he stuck his face in Troi’s hair, just staying there, enjoying the silky strands. He wondered if Troi would let him brush his hair. The big man had no idea how long it was, as he always kept it in a single, thick braid that went to his waist.

Going in for one of those scorching kisses, Garrett sucked on his mate’s tongue, while he slid his hand around his cock. Pumping and twisting his hand around the solid shaft, he made Troi jerk.

They both groaned loudly when Garrett thrust into his mate, balls deep. No foreplay this time, they were both needing badly. His small man was so tight, he didn’t know if he’d hurt Troi or himself, but he wasn’t about to stop. His rhythm was slow and easy, but deep, and Troi moaned and whimpered.

It may not have been manly, but right then, Troi couldn’t have cared less. This was Garrett, his mate. He was safe in this man’s arms, and so could be himself. The man dominated him with a look, and as much as Troi liked his independence, he loved it when the wolf manhandled him.

He was the only one who could. When he held him down, took him, mauled him, it eased something in Troi’s soul. Garrett had picked up his pace, now slamming into him, making him cry out. Never did he want this to end. He belonged to this beautiful man. It was as simple as that.

Garrett hammered his small mate, giving him and his wolf what they needed. This man, his body, his love, was all he needed. If Troi ever found out how much power he had over the alpha, he’d be done for.

Grimacing, his jaws clenched and flexed with effort, as he pounded his man with a strength and speed no human could match. He raised up, throwing his head back, and howled. Oh gods, yes, this is what he wanted.

The tingling was pulsing down his spine and when it reached his balls, he erupted, shouting his release. His little man was right behind him, screaming his name, making Garrett feel powerful and virile.

They lay a moment, dragging in breaths and jerking with the spasms of aftershocks.

Troi looked up at his mate with love in those sated, heavy eyes. Gods, he was gorgeous.

The big man rose and Troi watched his fine, thickly muscled ass stroll to the bathroom.

“Are you looking at my ass?” Garrett asked, chuckling.

“Of course, it’s a nice ass.”

The big alpha walked to his mate, sitting on the bed beside him. Cleaning his man with a warm cloth, Garrett made Troi groan in appreciation.

“That’s so nice, thank you.”

“My pleasure, sweetheart.” Garrett leaned down, giving Troi a kiss so carnal, it made him sigh, a loud noise full of need. Caught off guard, the feel of his lover’s hot, wet, slightly rough tongue turned him on again, igniting a fire of ecstasy. Troi loved the way Garrett kissed him, the way he took control and held him the way he wanted him.

Garrett picked Troi up, taking him to the wall, letting his feet touch the floor.

“What’s this?” Troi smiled.

“This is one of my fantasies with you. I had lots of time to think of all kinds, while I waited for you.”

“I’m sorry.” Troi’s brows drew together, and his head lowered.

“Don’t do that. It’s you and me now. That’s all that counts,” Garrett ordered.

Troi didn’t speak, just nodded.

The wolf turned his lover toward the wall. Not saying a word, he picked him up by the waist, holding on with one arm, the other reaching around and playing with his bottom nipple. Troi squirmed as the big man mauled his neck, and when his thick cock nudged his opening, the merman lost it.

“Do it, Garrett, do it. Do it now, please. Please, I need, gotta have you. Now!”

Garrett lunged and seated himself with one thrust, making Troi scream.

He slammed into his mate from the very beginning, and all Troi could do was hang on for the ride of his life. His man fucked him with such fervor and passion, it made him dizzy. In, out, in, out, they both worked up a fine sheen of sweat, with Troi panting hard, his eyes half open. His mind had shut down completely and only the sensation of his man’s touch penetrated his mind. Suddenly, Garrett stopped.

“What? Wha—? Don’t stop, what’re you doing?” Troi demanded. “More, I need more. Not for you stop.” He eyes flicked around, panicking.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you. I have to taste you first.”

Garrett couldn’t hold back. He needed to taste his man like never before. Pulling out and quickly turning Troi, he fell to his knees and swooped down to take his man’s cock to the back of his throat.

“Ooohh, gods, that’s good. Oh yeah.” Troi panted, his head thrown back, lost in his excitement.

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