Deke has yet to meet a man who gives him a rush. Coast Guard rescue has kept the dragon shifter busy, but there's no harder work than finding a mate. Then comes Bryan. Bearded and inked, the personal trainer turned mechanic smells of grease, sweat and red meat. How irresistibly human can you get? And when it comes to hot, slamming sex, they're the perfect fit. Now all Deke has to do is to tell Bryan what he really is, and what he has planned for them.
Bryan has never met anyone like Deke, a consuming lover with a body so arousing it damn near hurts. And he knows how to use every inch of it. Yet he can't shake the feeling that Deke is hiding something. Just not this—the stud he's falling for is a centuries-old dragon who has marked him as a mate.
Bryan has to admit that something inside him is changing. For the first time ever, he's satisfied, body and soul. If Deke really is telling the truth, this could be his destiny—if he's ready to face it.
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Excerpt:
“Thirty-five. Thirty-six. Come on, man. Push.” Bryan
grunted and worked his biceps, sweating like a whore in church as the summer
sun poured into the garage. He had to get this workout in before he headed over
to his neighbor’s for supper. Shae and his new partner, Jake, were home from
another trip, and they were grilling burgers, dogs, maybe a couple steaks.
His stomach
growled. He usually preferred lean proteins and vegetables, but right now he
could practically taste the steak melting in his mouth. It had to be the
increased strength training. Had to be. Or maybe it was that he now equated
steak with his best friend, as that seemed to be what they had the most
whenever Shae and Jake were in town. Which, sadly, wasn’t that often. Frankly,
he missed Shae and cooking out was always a good excuse to get together.
He was trying
to decide if he should bother to go shower or not when a beat-up aqua-blue VW
bug—the classic kind, not one of those newfangled hipster ones—pulled up in
front of Shae’s and the biggest guy he’d ever seen climbed out of the front
seat.
Except he’d seen
this guy before…
Dark hair, muscles that
wouldn’t quit, hell, even air seemed to drool around him.
Ah, yes, the
new beau’s brother. Yummy. He’d had a drool fest when the guy had used Shae’s
place for a couple of days last year. The guy was built to fantasize about. And
Bryan had. This guy had starred in more than one fantasy while he got busy with
his hand in the shower.
He could
totally tap that. God knew he hadn’t had a good roll in the hay in forever.
Since the time he’d fucked Shae, in fact, though he’d never tell his best
friend that. Nobody needed to know he was that picky.
He supposed
that meant he should go ahead and shower, then. Although some guys appreciated
a little sweat on their man.
He rolled up
off the weight bench, then grabbed a fifty pounder and started working his
biceps, playing out a happy little fantasy involving the big guy and a shower.
He wasn’t a
small man himself, but that guy? Shit, that stud could probably throw him
around like he was stuffed with cotton. Bryan could almost feel his back
slamming up against the tile. Not that he’d ever want something rough like
that, but that was why they were called fantasies, right?
The weight in
his hand hit the concrete floor, slipping from his fingers while he was distracted,
and Jake’s brother paused at the curb and turned, looking in his direction.
Looking right at him.
Jesus, those
eyes were the brightest blue he’d ever seen. Ever.
A smile quirked
the guy’s lips and he turned away, heading up Shae’s walk and going out of
view. Bryan could still feel that gaze, though, almost like a touch. That was a
hell of a lot of man.
He finished his
workout and closed up the garage before he headed inside. Shower. Jack off so
he didn’t spring a boner the second he was introduced to Jake’s brother. Nap.
It was a plan.
It wasn’t a particularly involved plan, but it was a plan.
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