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BLURB
All
Logan Erickson ever wanted in life was stability and a place to call home. He
thought he found that until he finds himself with the psychic ability to listen
in on other people’s innermost thoughts. After hearing the dark desires of his
current boyfriend, Logan takes off traipsing through the woods, abandoning all
hope of ever finding true love, when he stumbles upon a man that will change
his very existence.
Finn
Palmer has every reason to dislike witches after being turned into a
rattlesnake shifter without any knowledge of the paranormal world until meeting
the Warriors of the Light. Finn, like most, has waited patiently to find his
mate, and now that he’s found Logan he has no intentions of ever letting him go
even if Logan is part witch.
An
unforeseen enemy is after Logan’s body to host another’s soul. Will Finn be
able to prevent this evil plot, or will Logan be lost to him forever?
STORY
EXCERPT
Finn
looked at his mate, uncertain of what he should say. Logan agreed to the
mating. He wanted it. Hell, he begged for it. But now his mate looked like he
was scared of him. Him, his mate. This wasn’t good.
“Logan,
calm down,” Finn said in soft, unthreatening tone.
“How
do you know my name?” Logan scooted to the other side of the bed.
“It’s
written on your ID.”
“You
went through my wallet?” Finn watched his mate climb from the bed. “Good grief,
what have I gotten myself into.” Logan fidgeted with his clothes, and Finn took
the opportunity to tug up his pants.
He
pulled his shirt over his head as he listened to his mate talk to himself. It
would appear Logan thought what had just happened was all a dream and was
pissed because he felt like a slut or some such nonsense. They were mates, and
Finn had to find a way to explain that without freaking the man out more than
he already was.
“Logan,
please sit down. I’ll explain everything.” He followed behind Logan as he
picked up his socks and shoes from the floor.
“I
let you fuck me without a condom. Hell, I even let you bite me.” He turned
abruptly to Finn. “Do you have any diseases I need to know about?” Logan barked
out a laugh. “Like you would actually tell me the truth,” his mate mumbled to
himself.
“You
don’t have to fear catching anything from me. I’m disease-free. I swear it.” If
Logan only knew Finn couldn’t catch human ailments.
“Yeah,
right, whatever.” Logan shuffled around Finn’s room, searching for the rest of
his belongings.
Anger
flared its nasty head at his mate’s refusal to believe him. He would die for
Logan, but right now he wanted to throttle the very sexy brat. “I would never
lie to you. You’re my mate. I would never hurt you. I love you.” Before he
could stop himself, he blurted out the words. Seeing the shocked and
disbelieving look on his mate’s face, he instantly regretted the omission.
“Excuse
me? Are you fucking insane?” Logan shouted. “You love me?” His mate shook his
head, sending a clump of hair over his left eye. “You don’t even know me.”
“Logan,
if you just let me explain it’ll all make sense. I promise.” Finn took a step
toward his mate. He had to tilt his head upward to meet Logan’s eyes.
As
Logan stood still before him, Finn took the time to take in his mate’s beauty.
Logan stood a few inches taller than his own five foot ten inches. His body was
composed of lean, firm muscle like that found on a swimmer’s body. Not bulky
but proportionate to his frame and height. His short black hair stood out in
contrast to his pale skin. Not even a blemish marred the creamy white skin. The
most exotic thing about Logan was his eyes. The blue irises had a milky tinge
to them, almost appearing white.
“I’m
sorry, but I need to get out of here.” Logan raced out the bedroom door.
“Shit!”
Finn grumbled to himself as he gave chase.
The
guy was fast. By the time Finn reached the top of the stairs, Logan was already
halfway down.
As
Logan ran out the front door, Finn caught up to his mate. A car was pulling
into the drive, but he didn’t have time to stop and check it out. His
priorities lay with his mate.
“Logan,
please talk to me.” He stayed close on Logan’s heels. “At least let me give you
a ride home.”
That
stopped his mate in his tracks. He slowly turned to face Finn. “You’d take me
home?” Logan appeared to be skeptical of his offer.
“Of
course I would.” The doubt in Logan’s eyes made his chest ache. How could his
mate be so untrusting of him?
“Okay,
I’ll let you take me home but no sex. Not even a kiss good-bye. You hear me?” Logan
pointed a finger at him. Finn nodded his understanding.
He
turned around and could hear Logan following behind him. Finn hated that his
mate was treating him so poorly. He only did what Logan had asked for, but he
should have seen that his mate wasn’t in the right mindset to make such a
decision, and Finn had wanted the bonding so bad. He let his own desires cloud
his judgment, and now he was paying for it.
When
they reached Finn’s truck, he walked around the front of the vehicle and opened
the door for Logan. As he climbed into the car, he didn’t seem to be upset, as
if all the fight had left his body. That was a good thing. But Logan had a
faraway, lost look in his eyes that bothered Finn.
Once
he got into the driver’s seat and turned over the engine, Logan turned to him.
“I guess I don’t have to tell you where I live since you’ve seen my license.”
He
just nodded. It seemed useless to anger his mate any more than necessary. A
life-changing event in their lives just took place not more than ten minutes
ago. Finn had to give the skittish human some time to adjust.
As
they drove down the long stretch of darkened highway, he stayed silent, waiting
for his mate to become comfortable in his presence. They had completed the
blood, sex, magic mating bond, and no matter how much Logan fought it, he would
be drawn to Finn. It was only a matter of time before Logan realized that.
“Can
I ask you something?” Logan broke the silence.
“Sure.”
“How
did I end up at your house?” Logan’s brow scrunched up in confusion.
ADULT
EXCERPT
The
silky hot mouth left his shaft. He felt the bed dip as the man reached into the
drawer of the nightstand. He heard some shuffling around, then his dream man whispered
out a curse.
“Baby,
I don’t have any stuff.”
Logan
grabbed the man by the hair and yanked him up to his face. “Then use your
spit,” he said, growling out his frustration.
The
man’s lips curved up, and Logan was blinded by his white teeth. “Yes, sir.”
Logan
spread his legs farther apart then pulled up his knees to rest his feet on the
bed. There was plenty of room for the man as he edged his way down Logan’s
body, dropping kisses here and there as he went. Logan felt like screaming
“hallelujah” when the guy finally reached his cock. The man licked a path from
tip to base then continued on down. Logan jumped as a wet tongue circled his
entrance. He started to pant. His heart raced out of control as the tongue
began to pierce at his hole. Good god he needed more.
As
if the man was reading his mind, he pulled back and spit at Logan’s hole. When
he started to push a finger in, Logan kicked the hand away. The man shot
worried eyes up at him.
“None
of that. I want you to stick that massive cock of yours inside me, now.” It was
all a dream anyway. It wasn’t like he would have anything to feel bad about in
the morning or any pain to deal with. He might as well go all out and be as
kinky and rough as he wanted. “Fuck me like you mean it,” he teased the man.
Doing
as he was told, the man spat on his hole again then sat up. He held Logan’s
eyes as he spit in his hand and rubbed it up and down his length. Logan ran his
tongue across his lips. He was eager to taste the fine specimen in front of
him. Very slowly, the man moved forward. The head of his cock breached the
muscle barrier. Logan tensed as the burn morphed into erotic desire like
nothing he ever felt before, and he needed more.
Once
his dream lover was buried to the hilt, he paused above Logan. Logan tilted his
head to the side. He could have sworn he heard a rattling sound. Shaking it off
as just a weird part of his dream, he focused back on the hot man on top of
him. The man held still as if waiting for a sign. Logan chuckled to himself. He
wrapped his legs around the man’s waist and nudged his heels into the man’s
lower thighs. He didn’t have to do it twice. The man started to move. After
every second inward snap, he’d circle his hips, rubbing the rigid shaft over
his prostate, driving Logan insane with need. He started to lift his hips up to
meet his lovers. The sound of skin smacking against sweaty skin filled the
room.
“This
is everything I’ve ever imagined it would be.” The man moaned. “It’s like your
body was made just for mine. It recognizes me.”
Logan
listened to his dream lover babble but really couldn’t care less what he said
just as long as he kept moving. The faster he snapped his hips, the higher
Logan went on the cusp of the most fantastic orgasm of his life. Just a little
more.
“Please,
give it to me. I never want to wake up from this. God, I need you,” Logan
couldn’t control his pleading cries. If he didn’t come soon, he felt like he
would spontaneously combust.
The
man shifted to his knees and stared down at him. “You want it?” Logan nodded.
“Then tell me to claim you. To make you mine forever. Tell me what I need to
hear. Say you want this bonding.”
Logan
held the man’s gaze, unsure exactly what he was asking for. This was a dream
after all. He’d give the man just about anything as long as Logan got to come
at the end. “Yes. You can have whatever you want, just don’t stop.”
Before
Logan knew what was going on, his legs were hiked up over the man’s shoulders
as he pounded into his ass without mercy. The man moved so swiftly Logan didn’t
realize what was happening. A piercing sharp pain stung his upper thigh where
his lover had his mouth glued to Logan’s leg. The initial sting transformed
into a fuzzy warmth that filled his body.
Logan
watched as the man licked his lips as he pulled away from Logan’s thigh. Logan
could fell wetness drip down his leg. The man had long fangs sticking out of
his mouth. He couldn’t explain it, but Logan wasn’t frightened. If anything he
wanted to lick the long teeth and let them puncture his skin again and again.
The
man lifted his own wrist to his lips and bit down. When he pulled his arm from
his mouth, he also pulled his throbbing sex from Logan’s body. The man smiled
down at him as he ran a finger through the blood running down Logan’s leg then
across the gash in his own arm. He took the combined fluid and swiped it across
the engorged cock standing at full salute.
It
all seemed a little odd to Logan, but he didn’t protest. Truth be told, even
with all the weird occurrences going on in this dream, he couldn’t help but be
turned on by the sight. The man ravaged his body with such force he couldn’t
turn away or stop him.
The
man pulled Logan down the bed and slid his cock back home.
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