Claiming the Hunter by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards [Richards, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult, Gay, GLBT, Paranormal, Erotic Romance
ISBN: 9781487406165
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2016-02-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Jeremiah swam back to wakefulness. Damn. Whatever was in those pills totally kicked his ass. “Ow,” he muttered, lifting his right hand to his temple.

“I apologize,” a stranger’s voice came from his right. “I think someone forgot to tell Grateman that you were only supposed to have one of those pills, but when I started my shift, I noticed they were both gone. Here,” he continued. “Drink some water.”

Feeling someone slide a hand under his head, Jeremiah muttered, “Thanks.” Water would definitely be welcome. When the edge of a cup touched his bottom lip, he clamped onto it gratefully.

“Okay,” the man said. “Ease off, now. Don’t worry. You’ll get more in a sec.”

Jeremiah did as he was told. The stranger eased him back to the bed. After a few deep breaths, he struggled to open his eyes. Once he could focus, Jeremiah stiffened.

“Holy shit!”

“Easy, Jeremiah,” the man—gargoyle—soothed. “You’re okay. My name is Cosmo. I’m a doctor-in-training under Perseus.”

Evidently, Jeremiah didn’t respond fast enough, although he did nod. He even managed to whisper, “You’re blue.” The gargoyle was, too. He was pale blue with black wings and claws and white hair.

Crazy!

“Damn,” Cosmo murmured. “I didn’t mean to freak you out. Maybe you’ll relax if I take my human form.”

As Cosmo spoke, he... changed. His hide smoothed to reveal lightly tanned human skin. The man’s claws disappeared. His wings seemed to retract into his back. In just a few seconds, a lean, toned, white-haired guy wearing a loincloth stood where the gargoyle once had.

“Holy, fucking, mother-of-God!” Jeremiah screamed, doing his best to scramble backward. Within seconds, the bed fell away and for the second time in as many days, Jeremiah realized he was about to fall.

Once again, someone caught him.

“Stop moving, Jeremiah,” a deep voice ordered. “No one will hurt you. You are safe.”

Jeremiah froze in response to the male’s words. With the light scrape of claws on his arms and the roughness of the guy’s hands, he could guess at what held him. A gargoyle. Slowly, struggling to obey, he turned his head to look.

Gaping once more, Jeremiah peered up at a midnight blue creature with black wings. He met the male’s piercing gray eyes as he struggled to keep moving oxygen in and out of his lungs. The male offered him a kind smile.

Huh. That’s nice.

Then, the blue gargoyle helped him slide back onto the bed. Feeling the warm sheets on his skin, Jeremiah remembered his nakedness. He grabbed for the blanket and pulled it up over his waist. So much for a pair of shorts after his shower. He had no idea how he’d forgotten.

“My name is Maelgwn,” the dark blue gargoyle stated. “I am the chieftain of this clutch. I suppose Grateman didn’t discuss roosting, bonding, or molting with you.”

Swallowing hard, Jeremiah glanced over at the once again pale blue gargoyle. The male actually wore kind of a sheepish expression on his face. Leaning in the doorway was a deep green gargoyle that seemed almost as large as the dark blue one.

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