From WIP
gay romance, MM romance, sci-fi
Easy prey-Saturday Night in the City
Corin stepped into the moonlight. His heart lurched when Zeb
smiled.
“Corin, I can’t fight you.”
Zeb threw his weapon down.
With a heavy sigh, Corin sheathed his sword. “By order of the
Ebion you, Zeb Farrell, are banished from this planet indefinitely.” He took the
portalphone from his belt and aimed it at Zeb.
“Wait. Kiss me goodbye, please.” Zeb held up one hand, the
other he placed over his heart.
Corin’s breath caught. “I’m forbidden to.”
His old lover’s eyes filled with pain. “No one will know.”
“I will … what
happened? Why’d you go rogue? What pushed you to this?” Corin’s own pain echoed
in his tone.
“I grew tired of the Ebion. I missed you. I … it doesn’t
matter that I leave here. I think that one day you’ll feel the same. Please let me feel your lips on mine one
last time.”
Corin took the step and closed the gap between them. He
grabbed Zeb around the head and kissed him. The kiss lasted longer than he
intended. Feelings Corin had pushed to the bottom of his heart rose in a tide
of remembrance and flooded his body with desire. Horrified he pushed Zeb away,
aimed, and clicked the button on the portalphone. In a strange aura of white
light Zeb’s gentle smile tore at his heart, and Corin closed his eyes, but he knew
he’d see Zeb in his dreams forever as his former lover raised a hand in
farewell.
He bent his head when scalding tears rushed from his eyes
and traced a path down his cool skin. To hide them, he scooped up Zeb’s sword,
before he turned to Gabrial who joined him silently.
Gabrial placed his hand softly on Corin’s arm.
He knew it was a gesture of support, but all the same, Corin
shook it off.
“I need to report the corpse.” He pressed the communicator
lodged in his ear. “JaKobi. The mission is complete, but there’s a bloody mess
in sector five of the zone. Send a cleaning unit ASAP. I’ll wait here in case
the red stuff attracts undesirable behavior.”
No one had ventured into the street where the fight took
place. Most inhabitants knew better than to be around when hunters swooped on
their quarry, but if Corin and Gabrial left the scene anything could happen.
The tears he’d shed dampened the scarf around his neck and
he tugged it away from his skin not wanting to acknowledge the emotions that
had produced them.
Gabrial whispered. “I’m sorry. You still cared for him.”
Corin’s reply was bitter to his own ears. “He broke my trust
and my heart. He’s the reason I’ve never loved again.”
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Karl took
his hand.
A massive
jolt of sensation flew up his arm and he followed Karl onto the dance floor in
a daze.
Karl pulled
him close.
Liam lifted
his arms and held the man whose hands on his ass were like firebrands. He
swayed when Karl did, finding a rhythm where their cocks pressed together, and
their hips ground against each other’s.
Karl rested
his face on Liam’s. He whispered on Liam’s mouth. “You’re hot as hell. I’m
fuckin’ desperate to feel your hard cock in my hand.” Then he kissed Liam.
The passion
that traveled over Liam as Karl’s lips merged with his in a slow, soft,
lingering kiss, weakened his thighs. The skin between his legs under his balls
throbbed. His cock jerked in his pants. He returned the kiss, grabbing Karl’s
head and thrusting his cock in upward strokes on the hard column in Karl’s
pants. He kissed Karl until every fiber of his being screamed to come. He
murmured between kisses. “The restroom here is a good place for desperados.”
Karl smiled
against his mouth. “I was hoping you’d say that.” He crushed Liam close in a
final hug as the song ended and then he broke away.
Liam
followed Karl across the dance floor and through the door that led to a short
corridor and the restrooms. These weren’t like the toilets in some gay bars
that Liam disliked for their barren and sometimes grubby surrounds. The
restrooms in this bar were sparkling clean and spacious. Two of the stalls at
the end of the row had benches and wash basins. Liam had laughed at them when
he’d first seen them, but now he walked past Karl and showed him into one.
Karl flicked
the catch along on the door lock. He pushed Liam against the wall with one
hand, and as his tongue forced Liam’s lips open, with the other hand he dragged
Liam’s jeans zipper down.
Liam moaned,
overwhelmed with the need to feel Karl’s hands on his cock. He grabbed his
jeans to help, and jerked them down his ass to his thighs as he sucked Karl’s
tongue into his mouth. His cock sprang free, but not for long.
Karl grasped
the shaft. He drew way from Liam’s lips and gazed into his eyes. “You’re
leaking. You look ready to be fucked. Do you want that? To be fucked? To have
my hard dick ram into your ass until your cum spurts up your chest?”
Liam’s
entire body went into meltdown. His cock throbbed and his balls lifted so tight
he instinctively reached his hand down to stroke them. His fingers met Karl’s
wrapped around his dick. Liam’s stomach tightened inwards and he groaned. “I
need to come so bad I’m about to fall
down.”
Karl knelt
and pushed his fingers between Liam’s legs. He stroked Liam’s balls with his
thumb and clamped his other hand around Liam’s cock tight. The helmet head
poked out of his fist and Karl lapped at the slit then circled his tongue
around and around until Liam was gasping and thrusting.
Karl pumped
Liam’s dick fast and hard. He teased at Liam’s ass with his fingertips and his
palm cradled Liam’s aching balls.
Liam
orgasmed with such intensity he grabbed Karl’s shoulders, bending his head, and
groaned openmouthed against the white linen shirt Karl wore. He thrust up into
Karl’s fist and only stopped as the waves of delicious pleasure waned and left
him drowning in satisfaction and gratitude.
Karl pushed
Liam’s shirt up with strong hands and licked his stomach.
The trail of
exquisite sensation he left made Liam wince and sigh. He grasped Karl’s head,
his fingers slipping through Karl’s soft, abundant hair, trying to bring Karl’s
face to his for a kiss. “Kiss me, please…”
Karl
straightened and kissed Liam, over and over. Soft sighs escaped him and he held
Liam close.
Liam
struggled away, swimming through a fog of the best feelings he’d ever
experienced. He dropped to his knees and unfastened Karl’s pants. The Italian
fabric slipped down Karl’s thighs. “Fuck, no underwear…” Liam gasped at the sexy
discovery and the size of Karl’s cock.
Liam trailed
his tongue up and down the huge hard column. He licked at the pre-cum on the
slit. Liam held Karl’s muscled thighs and sucked his luscious dick into his
mouth—in and out he sucked and pulled his lips in a tight O around Karl’s cock.
He pushed his fingers to Karl’s hard ass, and drifted them up and down the
enticing crack.
Karl held
Liam’s shoulders and with each of Liam’s pulls on his cock, he groaned soft and
low, a deep growl in the back of his throat.
His cum shot
into Liam’s throat and filled his mouth. Liam held Karl’s ass. Tenderness raged
through him as he eased away to swallow the creamy liquid that fell onto his
lips. He kissed Karl’s hard, flat stomach and stood.
Karl
gathered him close and held him.
Liam rested
his face against Karl’s. A soft purring sound filtered through the haze of sex
and intense feeling of belonging where Liam drifted. Happiness blanketed him
and he listened, intrigued for a moment, then turned his face to capture Karl’s
mouth in a kiss. “Hell, that was so good.”
Karl drew
away. He pulled up his pants and clipped them closed. He straightened the
fashionable thin black tie that still adorned his white linen shirt. He went to
the hand basin and rinsed his hands. He splashed cold water on his face and ran
his hands through his lush hair, forming darker streaks in the blond.
Liam watched
fascinated by the fluidity in the gorgeous man’s actions and the way his
muscles moved beneath his clothes. He dragged his jeans up, and pulled down his
T-shirt left part way up his chest from when Karl had licked him. The memory
gave him a spike of desire. He smiled at Karl, wanting to arrange to see the
man again—to meet him—date him—get to know him.
Karl turned.
His words speared Liam. “I need to go. I enjoyed being with you.”
Liam’s frown
reflected his disappointment. He reached out. “Hey, wait, will I see you
again?”
Karl had
opened the door and was through it. He didn’t answer.
Liam washed
up and sat on the bench. He gazed at the blue tiled floor and tried to stop
feeling desolate. The encounter with Karl had raised hopes he’d pushed away in
recent months. His body still felt relaxed and mellow from the fantastic orgasm
Karl had given him, but an aching empty space had opened in his heart. It
scared the hell out of him. He stood and wandered out to the bar.
Milo gave
him a knowing look, obviously designed to tell Liam he knew about the tryst.
Liam left.
He walked to his car in the warm, satiny, summer night air.
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BLOND , Evernight Publishing #MMromance #shifter manlove
Liam Hale can’t believe his luck when he meets the man of his dreams, Karl Oberon.
Hunky Karl is the sexiest man Liam has ever met, but his mysterious disappearances start to tease.
Gorgeous Liam is the only man Karl has ever loved.
Together they spark and sizzle with passion, but Karl doesn’t know how to tell Liam why he races away. Maybe keeping Liam’s mind off the question with mind-blowing erotic encounters will work.
