Caging the Beast by Marie Harte

Author:Marie Harte [Harte, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: mm
ISBN: 9781907280290
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2011-03-10T05:00:00+00:00

Tarn came back to himself and stared down at the shock of blood and seed that covered Zachem and the bed. Unknowingly, Tarn had performed half of the Ebrellion mating ritual.

Caught in the grip of a lust so extreme, he’d lost himself in the erotic promise of Zachem’s perfect body, mind and soul.

Without Zachem’s consent.

Shocked and ashamed at what he’d allowed to happen, he rose on unsteady feet and sought the attached lavatory. The mating bond was a sacred thing and should never be done without the consent of those involved. Tarn had no rationalisation for his mishandling of the male he had come to care for. Losing control was no excuse, especially not to a seasoned warrior. He tried to ignore the ache inside him as he gathered some items to clean up his male. To clean up Zachem.

He’s not mine.

Not yet.

But he very much wanted Zachem to belong to him and no other. The need to complete the ritual burned, but Tarn wouldn’t do it. Zachem held a part of Tarn’s shei inside him, a part that drained much of Tarn’s energy. Tarn could continue to fuck Zachem every way he wanted, but until Zachem fucked him and spilled inside his own honet, they wouldn’t be truly bonded.

It hurt to have Zachem so near but not truly his, but Tarn wouldn’t take that choice away from his lover. My mate. Mine.

Trying to shake free from his possessive feelings, he hefted Zachem over his shoulder with a grunt and cleaned him in the lav. Tarn left him in the shower while he stripped the bed and remade it with the extra sheets Pyrgo had thoughtfully left. Then he quickly returned to his lover’s side.

To Tarn’s relief, the many bite marks and scratches he’d left on Zachem faded as the male’s natural healing ability took effect. He couldn’t say the same for his myriad bruises and hurts, now that he’d disrupted his shei. But he figured he deserved them. With a scowl, he removed his collar and Zachem’s, prepared to tell his lover the truth about matters between them—to an extent.

Perhaps with enough time and by freeing Zachem, he could win the male’s trust. Once he had that, he could admit what he was and what Zachem meant to him. Already Tarn knew he would never be able to live without the man he considered his Creation. If Zachem rejected him, he’d literally die. With the bonding only half completed, Tarn needed it finished or he’d slowly fade into death.

But without Zachem, life wouldn’t be worth living anyway.

Tarn carefully carried his lover back to the clean bed and set him down. He left for the lav and cleaned himself, then returned to the bed to watch his mate sleep. The emotional coil inside his chest threatened to break free, and as he stared at the beauty of Zachem’s body and shei, he fought the weakness of tears filling his eyes.

He ran a hand over Zachem’s cheek and a finger over his firm lips.

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