Wolves of Stone Ridge Bundle 1 by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, gay, paranormal, glbt, shapeshifter, interracial
Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc

Chapter Five

Lark got out of the car and smiled. “I’ll see you after a while. Thanks, Declan.” Knowing the man still watched, he forced his stride to remain steady, if a bit slow, as he climbed the six steps to the hall leading to his apartment.

After walking in, he turned left, crossed his kitchen and peeked out the window. Relief hit him when he saw Declan’s car’s taillights. The man made him nervous and very confused. Between the hand job and the shared emotional confession session on the couch, he didn’t know what to make of Declan McIntire. Lark didn’t doubt the man’s strength, hence his ability to not only kill his own grandfather, but lead the pack for over one hundred years. It was his grief and compassion that Lark hadn’t expected. Lark connected with the man, understood him. What Lark didn’t know was why.

And God, that hand job. He couldn’t get it out of his mind. Lark didn’t remember the last time he’d come so hard and felt so satisfied. Fuck! The sleeping arrangements hadn’t helped. After the movie, without a word Declan had led him back to the master bathroom where Lark had completed his toilet and laid down.

He’d listened to Declan walk the house, checking the locks on doors and windows. Then the man had returned, crawled into bed with him, pulled Lark’s back to his chest, and buried his face in Lark’s neck. He’d planned to pull away after Declan fell asleep, but it had felt so good to be held by the big man that he’d passed out almost immediately.

Waking to the man’s morning wood pressed against his ass had only fueled Lark’s desire for the man. He’d wanted to thrust back, feel that thick rod slide inside him, and fuck them both to completion. Unfortunately, Lark didn’t have the guts to do anything about it so he’d slipped from the bed and hid in the bathroom until he was certain Declan was up. Cowardly, he knew, but Lark couldn’t figure out what Declan wanted from him. The man had never shown any indication for being gay, or even bi, until now. Leaning his head against the cool pane of glass, he closed his eyes. Lark knew he needed to grow a set and just ask Declan. Maybe tonight I will.

Shoving his thoughts away, he hurried to his bedroom as fast as his aching body would let him. With several hisses and grunts of pain, he managed to pull on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Buttoning the jeans one handed was a lesson in patience, but he got it done. Lark stopped in the bathroom, looked at his reflection and groaned. No way in hell was he going out like this. How did Declan stand looking at him?

Shaking his head, he grabbed his brush, water bottle, and mousse, and got to work. Fifteen minutes later, he’d managed to get his short blond hair to stand up in spikes near the front, showing off the frosted tips, and to lie down in the back.

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