[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, HEA]
Paul Weber has a good life, until a stalker has him running. After a botched attack leaves him terribly injured, he finds himself on a plane to the Crazy Angle.
Nolan Clark is the mechanic of the Crazy Angle. Even though he is painfully shy, he finds himself standing in a crowded airport waiting for an injured man. Paulie appears, sick and hurt, and yet to Nolan he is the most beautiful man he has ever seen. All of his protective instincts come out and at six-seven, with muscles on top of muscles, no one is getting near Paulie.
The men of the Crazy Angle ban together to fight a rich man, who is desperate to keep Paulie for himself. Unfortunately they suspect someone on the ranch is a traitor. Sometimes newfound love needs a lot of work and a little luck to fight evil. Especially for a quiet, shy man and a man who is scarred inside and out.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“I’d like you all to welcome Paulie,” Graham said, changing the subject. “He is recovering from an accident, but soon he will be assisting Nolan with the machinery.”
Everyone greeted Paulie with a “hi” or nod. Then they all went back to eating Elliot’s delicious meal. Paulie finished the milk and most of the food on his plate, surprised by how hungry he was. But before long, he began to feel uncomfortable and tired.
Glancing at Nolan, he saw that the big man was watching him. “Are you ready to go back to your room, Paulie?” he asked.
Paulie nodded, realizing he had overdone it. Nolan stood up and warm gentle hands helped Paulie to his feet.
“Do you need my help, Paulie?” Elliot asked.
“I’ve got him,” Nolan answered.
Nolan put a welcome arm around Paulie’s waist. Gratefully, he leaned on the big man, and together they had him back in his room and in bed.
As Paulie relaxed, he looked up into Nolan’s beautiful green eyes. “Sit by me a second?” he asked.
Nolan smiled and sat on the bed, in the space Paulie had made for him. To Paulie’s delight, the side of Nolan’s hip rested snuggly against Paulie’s. Nolan put his hand on the other side of Paulie’s body and leaned over him.
“Do you need a pain pill, Paulie?” Nolan asked.
“In a little bit. Thank you for helping me and eating in here with me all week.” Paulie searched Nolan’s face, hoping to see understanding. He was very attracted to the big man, but he still had a stalker out there hunting him. As usual, Nolan never let him down.
“I want to help you, and I also will protect you.”
“Why?” Paulie had to know.
Nolan put his arm around Paulie’s shoulders and one large hand cupped the back of his head. Nolan pulled him close, and right before their lips met, he answered, “Because.”
As Nolan’s lips covered his and sealed their mouths together, his hand guided Paulie’s head to just the right angle so everything fit just right. Touching his tongue to the corner of Nolan’s mouth, Paulie asked for a taste of Nolan’s essence. Nolan let him in and he explored the big man’s mouth, sliding their tongues together.
Nolan took over the kiss, pressing Paulie back into the soft pillows. Paulie became lost in the kiss, submitting to Nolan’s teeth and tongue. When Nolan started sucking on his lower lip, Paulie almost came in his sweats.
Much to Paulie’s displeasure, Nolan broke the kiss. He wanted it to go on until they were both naked, not even air fitting between them.
“We have to stop, Paulie,” Nolan whispered.
Even though Nolan was rubbing the sides of their noses and faces together in comfort, Paulie frowned, still not happy he had stopped.
“Paulie, if we continue, we might tear your stitches. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Paulie looked into Nolan’s face and saw he really was concerned that he might injure Paulie. And now that he was starting to calm down, he could feel his injuries starting to flare up and just plain sting.
Nolan pulled away until he was back sitting upright. Reaching over to the nightstand, he picked up and opened the bottle of pain pills. Shaking a couple of pills onto Paulie’s hand, he then handed him the glass of water that Elliot always made sure was waiting for him.
“Once I’m better, I’m not going to let you stop,” Paulie warned.
“If you still feel that way once you’re healed, I won’t stop,” Nolan answered.
Paulie had been a little irritated when Nolan had ended their kiss. Now he was getting really irritated by Nolan’s attitude.
“Let’s get something straight right now. I am not a boy, I’m a grown man,” Paulie said. “Before that maniac started stalking me, I worked, had my own apartment, and I dated.”
Paulie was really started to get worked up now. “I know what I want, Nolan Clark. We’ve spent the last week talking about anything and everything. I know I might have to leave, if he finds me again, but I still want to spend what time I have with you.”
Before he could say anything more, Nolan leaned forward and locked their lips together. Nolan kissed him deeply, until Paulie forgot what he was getting pissed about. Then Nolan slowly backed away and looked into his eyes, his face dead serious.
“You aren’t going to run anymore. I promised to protect you and together, me and the guys of the Crazy Angle won’t let anything happen to you.”
Right then, a bullet plowed through the bedroom window and shattered the mirror above the dresser.
Paulie was tired of waiting. Ignoring everyone else, he entwined his smaller hand through Nolan’s fingers. With a surprisingly gentle pull, considering how much he needed, Paulie led Nolan out of the room, not realizing he had three sets of eyes watching him. One pair held deep-seated anger and hatred. The other was coldly calculating. And the last was observing all of them, worry marring his brow.
By the time they reached his bedroom, Paulie had turned and climbed Nolan’s body, wrapping his legs around Nolan’s thick, muscled waist and was sucking Nolan’s tongue as far into his mouth as he could. Nolan had his big hands on Paulie’s ass and was squeezing it, causing Paulie’s cock to rub against Nolan’s belly, the friction delicious.
Paulie felt the world tilt and then the soft mattress of his bed was pressed against his back with Nolan braced above him.
Paulie reached up and pulled open the snaps on the front of Nolan’s shirt, revealing a naked chest he had been dreaming of exploring for some time. With both hands, he traced the contours and plains of the ripped muscles, covered in a light dusting of dark hair.
Soon, just touching wasn’t enough for Paulie. Lifting his head, he licked over one massive pec and drew the now-tight nipple into his mouth. As he licked and sucked, he pushed the irritating shirt off of Nolan’s shoulders, happily revealing more skin to explore.
Letting the sweetly reddened nipple go, Paulie went to taste the other one. Nolan reared up and off the bed, confusing Paulie until he watched Nolan’s big hands rip the shirt off and unsnap his jeans, long fingers pushed them off and he stepped away from them.
With muscles rippling and shifting with every movement, a beautifully naked Nolan crept like a panther across the bed to Paulie. Paulie was starting to pant, his excitement and want building.
It had been over a year since he had been with a man intimately. Now, not only did he have a man he was starting to deeply care for, but the guy was built like a Greek god. Paulie scrambled out of his jeans as quickly as he could. Seeing Nolan kneeling over him with a hand wrapped around his giant pole of a cock had Paulie trying to move even faster.
A bead of pre-cum appeared and slowly slid down the side of Nolan’s massive, angry red cockhead. Paulie was memorized by it, until Nolan’s hand started a slow and steady rhythm stroking the turgid skin. Paulie wanted that cock in his ass or in his mouth, now. Hastily, he pulled his T-shirt off.
Now that he lay there naked, Paulie started to have second thoughts. How could anyone be attracted to his skinny, cut-to-shit body? White gauze and tape covered his legs, arms and belly. It would be another day or two before he could get rid of those. Then he would be left with ugly scars.
“Don’t, Paulie,” Nolan ordered. “Wrap your hand around that pretty cock of yours, and get it nice and hard for me.”
Paulie blinked in surprise. Nolan usually said everything short and to-the-point. Sex must have loosened his tongue. Then Paulie became distracted again, by the thought of feeling Nolan’s tongue on various places of his body.
“Paulie, stroke your cock,” Nolan said.
Paulie touched his cock and started rubbing it from the base up to its now-pulsing tip. After a few moments, Nolan leaned forward and put both their cocks against one another, holding them tight. Each man started thrusting his hips, leaking cocks rubbing together, the friction mind-blowing.
Nolan pressed his lips against Paulie’s, and the tip of his tongue started teasing the corner of Paulie’s mouth. Paulie touched the tip of his own tongue to Nolan’s, and that was all it took for Paulie to desperately grab Nolan’s hand, tightening the grip around their cocks. Both men began to frantically hump against each other, the pressure rapidly building.
With a cry, Paulie came, shooting cum all over their hands and his belly. Nolan’s body trembled and Paulie watched his muscles tighten. Cum erupted out of Nolan’s cock, jet after jet, mixing with Paulie’s.
Their movements slowed, Paulie trying to calm his rapid breathing.
“Now that we’ve taken the edge off, we can start,” Nolan whispered.