Blurb:
A
year after Declan Adair crashed into Carson territory and into the alpha Law’s
heart things have finally settled down.
Except for the fact that Trace Carson, Law’s brother and right hand
wolf, is head over heels for the fiery but skittish Lachlan, Declan’s identical
twin brother. The entire pack, including
both of their brothers, knows how Trace feels about Lachlan. The only problem is that Lachlan seems
completely oblivious to Trace’s interest.
Trace, in a final attempt to woo the
elusive Lachlan, whisks him away to the northern reaches of the territory and a
remote cabin deep in the heart of the forest.
Trace hopes that he can convince Lachlan to give him the chance he needs
to prove himself before someone else swoops in and takes his beloved away. Trace will do anything to prove to Lachlan
that he can be the man and the wolf for him.
Excerpt:
They
were both panting when he finally broke the kiss. Lachlan’s face was flushed,
and his eyes were bright, and he was so beautiful Trace could barely breathe.
“Can
I?” Trace asked as he let Lachlan go so he could trail his hands down the
smooth line of Lachlan’s chest to fiddle with the waistband of his borrowed
sweat pants.
Lachlan
nodded his agreement and Trace slowly hooked his fingers in the waistband and
pulled them down and off. He tossed the pants in the direction of the couch,
attention focused on the way Lachlan’s half hard cock bobbed against the smooth
line of his stomach. Trace relished the hiss Lachlan released when he wrapped a
hand around his cock and tugged. Lachlan was smooth in his hand, hot and hard
and utterly tempting. He swiped his thumb across the head and grinned when
Lachlan moaned and bucked up into his grip. Trace watched the way Lachlan’s
eyes fluttered closed and couldn’t help but frown lightly at the way he bit
lightly at his lower lip in an effort to stay quiet.
“Don’t
do that.” Trace thumbed at Lachlan’s mouth with his free hand as he twisted his
other to give Lachlan’s cock a firm upstroke. “I want to hear you.”
Lachlan
moaned loudly in response, pushed his hips up lightly into the firm grip that
Trace had on his cock. He didn’t try to stifle himself again, and Trace had to
ignore the way his own cock throbbed with want at the sounds Lachlan emitted as
he stroked him.
Trace
moved out from between Lachlan’s thighs so he could settle onto the rug beside
him. He played with Lachlan lazily for a few moments, did his best to remember
every twitch and shudder he managed to wring out of him. Lachlan’s flush grew, spread across the high arches of his
cheeks and down his neck and chest. He could smell Lachlan’s arousal in the air
still, thicker than ever before, could feel the way Lachlan was approaching the
edge, muscles tense and breathing heavy.
Trace
pushed him further along with a few more strokes and then he abruptly stopped.
Lachlan whined at him in protest, bucked his hips up and tried to entice him
back, but Trace just grinned down at into his flushed face. Trace leaned down
and took Lachlan’s mouth in another deep kiss. Before
he pulled back Trace grabbed one of Lachlan’s hands and guided it towards
Lachlan’s cock.
“I
want to watch,” Trace rasped. Lachlan jerked and stared up at him in surprise,
but Trace just leaned over and ran the flat of his tongue across Lachlan’s
nipple. “I want you to do it.”
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