Thursday, July 30, 2015

Running With The Pack: Alaskan Were


Running With the Pack (Alaskan Were)

Disillusioned with society, Kevin escapes to remote Alaska and is unwittingly turned into a werewolf by the resident pack.  He runs beside Joel, the were who took him in, and the mate his wolf spirit is drawn to.  Things look to be glorious in his new life, until the alpha perceives a threat to his power.
Another erotic tale of the Alaskan Were!

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The night should have been completely black to me.  There were just a few stars and hardly any moon, but I saw the snow we were running on as a bluish gray, and other shapes, like alders or hills, appeared in the darkness just when I needed to see them.  My wolf eyes were like the visors of some strange 3D reality video game. I was sure of every stride my fast legs were taking—even though the faint light shouldn’t have allowed it.

Joel ran at my shoulder.  We were nearly at the tail-end of the pack.  I knew it was a demotion for him to lag so far behind.  As the newest member I should have been the lowest ranking. I wasn’t though.  Shortly after we started running I realized a black-furred omega was following a short distance behind us.

I had a lot of natural instinct ruling my muscles and mind.  If we were running in human form I might have wanted to ask why this guy was lagging even further behind than me.  As a wolf I didn’t need to ask.  I knew he’d fallen out of favor with the group for some reason or another—possibly one that was never even stated in human form.  I knew I was higher than him and it would disrupt the pack order to reach out to the guy.  I’d follow the lead of my mate, my superior, Joel.  His beautiful silhouette ran beside me without a backward glance toward our ‘friend.’

Joel and I had an easy vibe going between us, one of friendship, but also a crazy kind of magnetism. We needed to be near each other. Flesh to flesh or fur to fur.  I didn’t have much of a connection with the rest of the pack yet.  Joel’s confident stride kept me from worrying about that.  He’d brought me in.  He’d take care of me.  This made me warm inside, despite the cold.

The run ended at an abandoned bear den with enough matted grey fur inside to tell me this was where they usually stayed.  The alpha stood outside, not meeting any of our eyes as we dog-piled in.  All of us except for the omega.  He was gone now, and I sensed the alpha was making sure he didn’t dare try to bed with us.  I started to feel sorry for the guy.  Inside was the dense heat of ten furred bodies huddled together.  Outside was below zero.

I was pinned between Joel and the back earthen wall.  Our wolf bodies smooshed together perfectly.  There didn’t seem any position that could be uncomfortable in this form. Soon…probably too soon, I was fast asleep with my head resting on Joel’s paws.

I hadn’t slept that good in years.  Wolves don’t have insomnia, and none of the thoughts that used to crowd my mind came to bother me.  I was truly free.  Even sleeping this way was freedom.  I mean, I’d gone through a night of Alaskan winter without burning a single piece of firewood.  All those trappings of humanity were gone, along with the pain balled up in my past. I got a fluttery euphoria when I saw a sliver of sunshine peeking into the den.  What a wonderful fucking night I’d had.
And what a wonderful new life.

Joel stirred beside me.  He leaned his back against the wall and turned into a human.  Seeing his bright white flesh in the dimness of the den made my ears perk.  I sat up and transformed also.  Yes, we were naked, but the furred bodies of the others still kept us warm enough.

Joel smiled with his yellow eyes twinkling.  “You alright?”  His shaggy long black hair gave him a wolfen look, even in human form.  I also noticed how much larger he was than me.  I don’t think I could have touched my fingers around the wrists of his thick arms.

“I’m better than I’ve ever been my whole life.”

He laughed allowing me to see his pronounced canines.  “I know.  You fell right into stride.  I knew you would.”

Some of the others blinked awake near us, then turned away.

“Today’s going to be a hunt.  Hiram—that’s our boss man there—“  He nodded toward the alpha’s large sleeping form.  “He hasn’t said so, but we kind of know these things.  It’s time to feast.  Especially since we got a new member.”  He winked at me.

I cracked a smile, then said, “Are we going after the moose?”

“Yeah, I smelled him too.  But, nah. They’re getting too scarce these days. We’d get him if we were desperate, but there’s plenty of other game right now.  We’re going to chase after the caribou.  See if we can catch a straggler or two.  We do the hunt in wolf form.  Your muscles know what to do; you’ll see when we get out there.”

I wet my lips in my mouth and nodded.  His words rang true.  I already felt the strong grip of instinct when we were running.  Still, I didn’t want to fuck up.  The last thing I wanted was to end up ousted like the omega.

“Focus on corralling the one we target,” Joel said.  “You may get a good chance to pounce on him, but don’t.  The kill goes to Hiram, or to the one he gives a nod to. I’m thinking it might be me this time, you know?  But, anyway, stick to nipping at its legs or cordoning it off.  Don’t go for the kill.”

“Got it.”

Joel rubbed his hands over his bare shoulders.  “That’s all I needed to tell you.  I’m getting back in my fur.”

I clutched his thigh before he changed.  “When are we going to get a chance to talk again?  I mean…really talk.”

Joel laughed softly. He leaned over and gave me a soft kiss. The heat of his mouth against mine, his moist breath—it made my belly do a flip-flop.

“Talking’s for men,” he whispered.  He swept a hand over the side of my face—down to the valley of my collarbone.  I got a shiver.

“We don’t need that many words—do we?”

I swallowed a thick lump.  He was right. I knew what we both felt for each other—the trust that was there.  Wanting to quantify things was a leftover from my human insecurities.  I was still learning how to be a were, still trying to shed the remnants of that old life I hated.  I needed to get over myself and just run with it.  Run with them.  Joel was a better teacher to me than he could ever realize.
Hiram stood up on all four paws.  I saw all the heads of the sleeping wolves around me turn his way.  Joel and I quickly shifted back.

The alpha stretched while the others slowly rose.  He went to a small-ish oil-black wolf and bit his scruff.  The wolf got up.  Hiram squashed him back down and clamped his teeth on a mouthful of the wolf’s scruff. His beta whimpered in pain.  Hiram’s teeth weren’t puncturing him, but he was clamping enough flesh to make the wolf’s shoulder’s look stretched.

I kept still, as the others did, while watching this.  Why was he punishing him?  I don’t know. I think this was the snide guy who voted for me not to be allowed in the group.  He appeared to be Hiram’s mate.

Finally, the big wolf let go and his beta’s tormented withers sprang loose again.  Hiram licked the place he’d tortured long enough for the fur to get wet with saliva.  The black wolf rested his head on his paws with his eyes closed and his sides expanding with fast breaths.  Without any pause, Hiram stopped licking and ran out of the den.  We all darted after him.

Now, it’s clear that this pack lived more as animals than men, and they were ruled by that animal instinct far more than I was.  But still—what the fuck was that?  It made no sense to my human or wolf mind.  Was this punishment for how he’d rejected me?  I didn’t think so because the beta was so blasé in my cabin.  He spoke freely, without fear of any repercussions.  I don’t think the guy was being punished.  This was just abuse.

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Very Special Class: Sex Sells - How To Write and Sell Erotica With M.Christian

(from M.Christian's Classes And Appearances)

I love teaching all kinds of classes but this one is very near and dear to my heart ... so I'm jazzed to be able to say that next Thursday, August 6th, I'm going to be teaching my Sex Sells - How To Write and Sell Erotica class at the Center For Sex And Culture in San Francisco!


Sex Sells: How To Write and Sell Erotica 
With M.Christian

For the beginning writer, erotica can be the ideal place to begin writing, getting published, and - best of all - earning money. And for the experienced writer, erotica can be an excellent way to beef up your resume and hone your writing skills. M.Christian will review the varieties of personal and literary expression possible in this exciting and expanding field. He'll also teach you techniques for creating love and sex scenes that sizzle. Plus: current pay rates, how to write for a wide variety of erotic genres, where and how to submit your erotic writing, and more.

Thursday, August 6
6:00PM to 8:00PM
Center For Sex And Culture
1349 Mission Street
San Francisco, CA 94103

$20 (pre-order tickets here)

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M.Christian is also a recognized master of BDSM erotica with more than 400 stories in such anthologies as Best American Erotica, Best Gay Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bisexual Erotica, Best Fetish Erotica, and many other anthologies, magazines, and other sites; editor of anthologies such as the Best S/M Erotica series, Pirate Booty, My Love For All That Is Bizarre: Sherlock Holmes Erotica, and more; the collections Dirty Words, The Bachelor Machine, Love Without Gun Control, Rude Mechanicals, and more; and the novels Running Dry, The Very Bloody Marys, Me2, Finger's Breadth, Brushes, and Painted Doll. His site is www.mchristian.com

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER: Love's Betrayal

LOVE'S BETRAYAL

Tribal Bonds 5
AVAILABLE: Thursday, August 6
Erotic Alternative Paranormal Consensual BDSM Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, sex toys, HEA
Kerry is the beta of his pack. He is loyal to a fault, holding his honor close to his chest. But he also holds something else close to his chest...his need to dominate. When Jesse walks into his life, Kerry finds the one person meant to be his is the one that needs him to be dominant the most. Teaching Jesse how to be the anamchara of a wolf shifter might be harder to fight than the hunters that drag Jesse into their plans to exterminate paranormals.
Jesse is human who has a bad track record of putting his needs above others, but he has his reasons. When he meets Kerry under unusual circumstances, the life he has been fighting so hard to obtain is handed to him on a silver platter. But this gift has strings, ones Jesse’s not sure he can handle, especially when he tries to do the right thing and his past misdeeds have everyone around him believing the worst, even the man who is supposed to be his mate.
http://www.bookstrand.com/loves-betrayal

Friday, July 17, 2015

Aquarian Angels - Lake

When Dan and his friends fly into a small Wyoming town to film scenes of a project they're working on together, they stay at Dan's parents' old summer house on Walter Lake. Once they arrive, Dan feels something strange at the lake. His sense of home, the smells and sights seem to have vanished. When the appearance of a Lake Angel named Whisper comes to haunt him, he discovers that another Lake Angel has been kidnapped and is trapped in one of the houses surrounding the lake. Whisper can't leave the lake, so he asks Dan to find the Angel and bring him back. Seduced by Whisper's beauty, Dan accepts the mission, but he fears the power and strength of a person or thing with the capability of capturing a Lake Angel and keeping him hidden away.

Excerpt:
Emerging from the water was a beautiful man with sun kissed skin, an abundance of brown hair flowing to the back of his neck, a swimmer's build beyond perfection, pectoral muscles so big they appeared to be floating in the water, innocent hazel eyes with long angelic eyelashes, and lush lips. Each stroke he made was as graceful and gentle as the sound of a wave crashing onto the shore.
"I didn't know there was anyone else out here," Dan said.
"I'm a quiet swimmer," he said in a voice so delicate that Dan felt a rush of tingles hit the back of his neck.
"What's your name?" Dan asked.
"I'm Whisper," he said. "I'm the one who makes every sound in the lake as delicate and soft as they are now," he added. "I want to ask you a favor."
"What kind of favor?" Dan asked.
"I wanted to ask if you could find someone for me. His name is Sensory," Whisper said. "Sensory has been gone for over a week and has taken mortal form. He's in that house," Whisper said, pointing directly at Judy Manor.
"If you know where he is, why don't you get him?" Dan said, surprised that Whisper wasn't smart enough to think of that first.
"I can't leave the lake," Whisper explained.
"So all you want me to do is go there and find out what Sensory is doing in Judy Manor?" Dan asked.
Whisper nodded. "Find a way to get inside the house and look for him," he said. "But It won't be easy," he added.
***
The door opened to reveal a man with white hair combed back, flawless tan skin, dressed in a royal blue robe and nothing else. His eyes were marble black and he was younger than Dan had expected.
"I'm Professor Perry Van," he said, offering to shake hands.
Dan had a suspicious feeling growing in the pit of his stomach. The man greeting him was scantily clad, good looking, and immediately offered him alcohol, but Dan wasn't going to be seduced by an older man easily. He entered the manor, and Perry closed the door behind them. He led Dan into the living room which was dark with black and scarlet colors in the rugs and drapes, in the color of the walls, and in the sofa and furniture. Books lined the shelves between the curtained windows, and the only lights in the room came from the antique lamps.
"Welcome to my home. I don't usually have guests," Perry said, opening a bottle of cognac and pouring himself a glass. "You must stay awhile. You can take a shower after your swim in the lake. I was just about to take a swim myself," he said as he pointed out his bathrobe and slid his hand along the edge, revealing a bit more of his chest than necessary.
Dan had older men come on to him in the past, so he knew what Perry was up to. The strange part was, even though there was something not quite right about the man, Dan found Perry charming and sexy.
"A shower sounds good," Dan said.
A huge grin filled Perry's face. "Let me show you the master bath," he said, sliding out of his chair.
"It's beautiful," Dan said, hypnotized by the bathroom's allure.
Perry stepped into the room. "Can I get you anything before your shower?"
Dan turned his head. "I think I've got everything I need in here already," he said.
Without telling Perry to leave, Dan pulled the Velcro fly of his swim trunks and undid the string. Perry moved in closer and looked at himself in the mirror above the sink, and began playing with his hair. Dan noticed Perry's reflection in the glass of the shower. It was clear that he was pretending to fix his hair while he waited for Dan to strip. Dan dropped his swimsuit to the floor, revealing himself to Perry.
Perry watched as Dan entered the shower. As the water poured down on Dan, Perry undid the sash of his robe, revealing his body underneath. His chest hair was trim, his skin tan all over, with his most private area a nice golden color. His stomach was flat and smooth, his legs thick and toned.
Dan could feel Perry disrobing behind him. Perry stepped into the shower slowly, closing the door. Dan lathered his body down to his groin area, and it was then that Perry took the bar of soap from him and reached around to lather the rest of his guest. Perry let out a groan as soft as a whisper, as Dan watched the hands of his seducer.
           "How do you live out here without this?" Dan asked.
           Perry nibbled at Dan's ear, "Good things come to those who wait," he whispered against Dan's ear.
 
“Aquarian Angels-Lake,” a shifter romance by Justin Kayser, is available from Amazon, All Romance ebooks, Kobo, Google, Apple, Barnes & Noble, and Coffeetime Romance. Also available in print from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com. 

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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

New From Phaze Books: Thanks For Everything by Shawn Bailey


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Tired, hungry and cold, eighteen-year-old orphan Kai Turner must resort to digging in the trash cans for food and sleeping on the streets just to survive. Kicked out of the home of his foster parents when his state support check ran out, Kai now has to fend for himself with just a backpack filled with his only belongs.

How was he going to get a job with just a high school diploma, no marketable skills, and no roof over his head? It would be easier just to walk out in a path of a car and just end it all.

Giancarlo Rossi took one look at the unconscious youth lying on the sidewalk where he’d fell and wondered how someone so young could have ended up homeless. He’d been watching him begging for money most of the day and huddling in corners the rest of the time to escape the frosty November weather in just a threadbare jacket.

Something in his heart broke. What parent in their right mind could just throw away a child?

Monday, July 13, 2015

AVAILABLE FOR PRE ORDER: To Keep A King

TO KEEP A KING

Venusian Trilogy 2

PRE-ORDER TODAY!

AVAILABLE: Thursday, July 16th

Elves are from Venus, wolf shifters from Mars. Vampires come from Saturn. Humans live on Earth... and one man is king of them all...and it sucks to be the king.

There have been a lot of changes in Nicky’s life recently. Cooper stands by his side as his lover and his champion and Nicky is learning what it means to be king of the galaxy. And as long as he has Cooper, he knows there is nothing he can’t face.

Life had been full of changes for Cooper Walsh since he claimed Nicky as his own. Flying through the stars as the consort of a king seems insignificant compared to the changes he is seeing within himself both physically and mentally.

But not everyone is happy that Nicky has become king. Some want the throne for themselves, and some want Nicky. When the king’s flagship is attacked, Cooper finds there is more to his new life than simply being the new king’s consort. He can only hope that Nicky will still want him as he becomes something not seen in the galaxy in centuries…but first he has to find Nicky, and that might not be so easy when everyone around him believes Nicky is dead.

http://www.bookstrand.com/to-keep-a-king

AVAILABLE FOR PRE ORDER: The Best Parts (Cade Creek 7)

THE BEST PARTS

Cade Creek 7

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AVAILABLE: Thursday, July 23rd

Recovering from a car accident in the sleepy little town of Cade Creek should have been a dream come true, but for Noah Helmond, it has been nothing but a nightmare. Ostracized by everyone for things he couldn’t prevent, Noah is trying his level best to make amends. But even he has his limits and when the man he starts to fall for rips the truth out of him, Noah has to decide if it’s worth the risk to stay and fight for what they could have together or run.

Paul Rafferty loves being a fire fighter. It fulfills his need to protect those that can’t protect themselves. When he meets Noah and learns who the man is, he’s prepared to think the worst. But there’s something compelling in Noah’s sad eyes that make Raff think that there is more to the story than what he has been told. Getting Noah to admit that might be the hardest battle he’s ever fought.

When trouble comes looking for Noah, asking for help means revealing secrets Noah has kept hidden for years, ones that will not only tear his family apart but have a significant impact on more than one resident in Cade Creek, and that may be asking too much.

http://www.bookstrand.com/the-best-parts


Thursday, July 9, 2015

The Bond

As the alpha, Eric cannot let anything dire happen to anyone, so with rumors of a dark presence near the area, he sends one of his betas to check out the situation. Feeling the strength of the full moon, the werewolf inside of him is aching to get out. His pack has a strict rule that no young werewolf be allowed to roam alone, especially on the night of the full moon, and he knows the young ones in the pack will be struggling tonight.

Excerpt:
Eric belonged to a family of werewolves that were considered royalty in the paranormal world, and because of that, his son was royalty as well, the rightful heir to being the new alpha of the pack. But Eric’s son left the pack many years ago, and while Roderick secretly kept tabs on him, he hadn’t dared contact him directly. Who knew what might happen if a powerful father and son confronted each other when the hatred between them hadn’t lessened yet.
Roderick smiled to himself. He was Eric’s beta. He looked at Eric sleeping peacefully, his chest rising and lowering with each breath.
“Are you going to keep checking me out like that?” Eric asked. His eyes were still closed and a smile was on his face.
“I thought you were asleep,” answered Roderick.
Eric didn’t open his eyes as he grabbed Roderick’s arm, gently pulling him closer. Eric elongated his teeth and gently bit him.
“I love it when you do that,” smiled Roderick as he closed his eyes and let himself go to the sensations of Eric biting his neck and shoulder.
Roderick knew what his alpha wanted and was pleased to oblige. The two of them looked into each other’s eyes, and Roderick gave a little nod. He prided himself in being the one Eric had chosen as the first beta, and he was willing to do anything to give his alpha the pleasure he needed. Eric closed his eyes in anticipation of the amazing experience he was about to have.
Any other night the two of them would have taken it slow, but the power of the full moon was making them more passionate.
 ***
It had been two months since Eli met Stanley. He had been sent to the small county to work on a murder case, one thing led to another, and Eli had found himself being protected from a crazed woman by Stanley. That was the night he discovered that Stanley was a werewolf, and surprisingly, it didn’t scare him off. He felt a connection with Stanley, and the two of them ended up living together.
There wasn’t much detail in the report that had been sent to him. All he could ascertain was that the ‘occurrences’ seemed to be moving. People reported scary howls and dark figures at night with glowing red eyes. Eli wouldn’t have given it much thought, but living with a werewolf boyfriend had opened his eyes when it came to the supernatural world. There was a good chance that something paranormal was making its way to the county.

“The Bond,” sequel to ‘His Unexpected Mate,’ paranormal fiction by T.L. West, is available from Apple, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, All Romance ebooks, Kobo ebooks, and Coffeetime Romance. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.


Friday, July 3, 2015

JMS Books Turns 5!!

This July, join JMS Books as we celebrate

We have a TON of goodies for you this month! Visit our website to check out these month-long specials!
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This year, our authors took on the challenge of writing a series of stories set during a massive heat wave sweeping across the United States. This summer is shaping up to be a real scorcher, one of the hottest in history, and these stories really crank up the heat! As temperatures soar, tempers flare and libidos rise, and we've cooked up 18 sizzling tales of summer love.

   

From July 19 through August 23, we're releasing 3 Heat Wave stories a week. And to celebrate our 5 year anniversary, each week 1 WINNER will win ALL 3 HEAT WAVE STORIES released that week!

To enter to win, sign up to receive our weekly newsletter today! Each week, 4 subscribers also win a free e-book of their choice, so your chances of winning are really good!

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ALL 18 HEAT WAVE E-BOOKS! (retail price $75) So how do you win that?

Answer ten questions about some of our authors by August 15, and 1 lucky winner will be chosen at random from all correct entries. Visit our website to find the questions, links to the authors' pages, and full contest rules.

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Monday, June 29, 2015

Burning For You (M/M Contemporary Romance) by KT Grant

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Synopsis: Patrick Medcaff is a thirty-something blue collar worker trying to make ends meet in Manhattan. He dreams of owning a condo, and in order to do that he has to work a part-time job along with his full time job as a handyman at the ritzy St. Jennings hotel. Patrick will be the newest addition to the New York City College janitorial staff where he is introduced to the shark looking handsome Dean of the Economics department, Christian Jennings.

When Christian and Patrick meet, sparks fly between the two. Patrick thinks nothing can come out of their attraction because Christian is a college graduate who comes from an affluent family made of money, while he barely has two pennies to rub together. Christian, on the other hand, can't get Patrick off his mind, and will prove that although they are opposites in every way, their desires for one another can't be ignored.

Soon these two are embarking on a secret love affair. But when an ex-boyfriend of Patrick’s comes back to claim him, Christian will do whatever he can to keep Patrick as his own.
 


Excerpt…

“Let me be blunt here. What the hell is going on, Jennings? Is this the wine talking, or are you just horny and need some random guy to get you off?”

Christian frowned and removed his hand. “I take offense at that. I’m not trolling some bathhouse looking to get my rocks off. You can’t deny there’s something going on between us. I felt it when we met in my office.”

“I think it’s the wine talking. I’m not available for what you want. I don’t have…. Listen, I just ended a bad relationship and I’m not ready for another. Okay?”

Christian gave him a pointed stare and raised an eyebrow. “Really? I think it’s an excuse. You can’t tell me you don’t feel our attraction for each other.”

Patrick was at a loss for words. He was ready to explode, and his heart was racing. And it didn’t help that Christian kept looking at him like he wanted to lick him from head and toe. When Christian moved forward and inserted his knee near his crotch, Patrick couldn’t take it any longer. He needed to leave before he reached across the table and started kissing the life out of this man who made him feel way off center.

“I need to go to the bathroom.” He slid out of the booth. Christian held out his hand, but he moved away before Christian could stop him. As he made his way to the bathroom, he spotted the exit door through which Tonya had made her escape.

He pushed the door open and strode out to a dark alley. Seeing no one, he ducked behind an out-of-order phone booth and leaned against the brick wall. He closed his eyes, took some deep breaths, and cupped his crotch. The slight cool autumn air ruffled his hair. He couldn’t believe he was actually considering it, but maybe if he took a few minutes to he make himself come, he’d be more in control around Christian.

He opened his eyes when he heard the back door open and the muffled sounds of music. The door closed with a bang, and footsteps shuffled over the pavement.

“Patrick?”

There was no use in keeping quiet. Christian would find him soon enough. “Over here.”

“Are you feeling well?” Christian stood in front of him.

He sighed. “How did you know I was out here?”

“I watched you leave. Are you feeling okay?” Christian gave his shoulder a light squeeze.

He swallowed as Christian’s thumb brushed over his collar bone. “I’m not feeling too hot.”

Christian’s licked his bottom lip. “I think I know what can make you feel better.

“What I need is—”

Christian pressed his mouth against Patrick’s and slid his tongue inside. Patrick gasped and spread his fingers across the lean chest. Christian responded by pressing him into the side of the old, rusted phone booth. His knee went between Patrick’s legs and bumped against his groin.

Oh my God. He’s kissing me!

Christian swiped the inside of his mouth with his tongue. “Kiss me back, damn it,” he ordered and bit down on Patrick’s bottom lip.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Patrick whispered as Christian rubbed up against him.

“Just…a few…minutes. Okay?” Christian said between eager kisses.

Ah, why not? He inhaled, wrapped his arms around the older man, and stuck out his tongue to play with Christian’s.