Warders, Volume Two by Mary Calmes

Author:Mary Calmes [Calmes, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-484-5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2016-12-28T05:00:00+00:00

I THOUGHT Shane was going to swallow his tongue. Even Kyle, who was straight—who had, from what he said, the most beautiful woman in the world at home—could not take his eyes off Ryan Dean.

“Why did the rest of us even need to change?” Leith grumbled, squirming in his black leather pants, uncomfortable in the skintight, brushed silk dress shirt he had on. It was clinging to his biceps, triceps, and his rippling abdomen. He did not, as a rule, wear anything remotely like what he had on. Ever. Leith was quiet, reserved, and liked cargo pants and denim shirts, jeans and cotton T-shirts. In his current outfit, complete with black leather boots, he looked stunning but really out of his comfort zone.

“Because we all need to fit in,” Malic growled, dressed like I was in a suit, his Prada, mine a Hugo Boss.

“Why do you guys get to be dressed like that?” Leith was really irritated, and I was on the verge of smacking him.

“Because we’re tops, sweetheart,” Malic informed him. “The rest of you do both, right?”

“You know what, Mal—” Leith began.

“Just,” Jackson chuckled, grabbing Leith, yanking him up beside him, “don’t get all in a twist for nothing.”

Jackson himself was dressed in the kind of leather pants that laced up the sides and up the crotch. I couldn’t tell if he was wearing underwear or not, and it wasn’t my place to ask. The black Lycra T-shirt he was wearing did not reach the top of the red pants, instead showing off the treasure trail from under his navel to right above his groin. The pants hugged his slim hips, riding sinfully low and seductive. His hair was tousled like he’d just gotten out of bed, and the beard and mustache were very sexy.

“Who do I get?” I teased.

They all pointed at Ryan.

“You’re the only one people are gonna believe,” Malic yawned, moving to stand between Jackson and Leith, separating them, hand fisting in each of their hair. “He overdid it.”

“He’s right.” Jackson laughed softly, pulling free of Malic’s grip. “Who knew that store even had stuff like that in there?”

I rolled my head to look at Ryan Dean. What the hell…?

He was in chaps, and they were not like any I had ever seen in my life. They were red with some swirling design down the sides embroidered in gold, and they belted around his hips. He was wearing a thong so that his cock was nestled inside, most of it covered, but his perfect, round, taut ass was on full display. The chaps were hot, ridiculously so, and the fact that it was all he was wearing was enough to make him the absolute focus of any room he walked into.

“How are you gonna fight in that?” I called over to the man preening in the kitchen, admiring his own reflection in the sliding glass door.

He turned to look at me. “What?”

“Fight. You. In that,” I said irritably. “Jesus, Ry.”

I had been surprised at the store Shane had taken us to at nine o’clock at night.

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