[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, public exhibition, light bondage, sex toys, HEA]
A Chupacabra sits down next to a giraffe shifter at the UPAC conference and ends up mated. It sounds like the beginning to a bad joke, but it’s a nightmare for Leo, a giraffe shifter. His new mate is rude, socially inept, and claimed Leo against his will.
The joke ends up being on Gable, a hybrid shifter the world refers to as the Chupacabra, when he finds himself mated to a giraffe who is head of a lion pride.
Gable screwed up. He knows it, and he’s trying to make things right, but every time he opens his mouth he seems to make things worse.
Just as it seems the man accused of viciously sucking animals dry and the gentle shifter with the big purple tongue start to get their act together, trouble shows up on their front door. Will they fight it together or keep fighting each other?
A Siren Erotic Romance
4RINGS: "It was unconceivable how Gable’s family allowed him to be imprisoned for years, but when they found out they could profit from his special abilities they were more than willing to take him back into their lives. The way Leo and his pride stood up for Gable, putting his parents in their place (out in the cold literally) showed Gable how a family should stand behind and support each other in times of crisis. Leo had good reason to dislike Gable, but his willingness to give him a chance when no one else ever had proved that even though their mating started out badly, they just might have a chance if they follow their hearts desire." -- Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews
More From Midnight Matings
I was sitting on one of the benches along the side of the ballroom listening to Elder Burke when a large man rudely plopped down next to me. He grabbed a drink from a passing waiter and tossed it down, not waiting for the official toast… And he was blocking my view now. I sat back against the wall with a sigh. I swear some people really were just hoorah for me, fuck you kind of people.
I drank the toast when it was time, not bothering to get up because I wouldn’t be able to see around all the people that now stood in front of me too. That wasn’t their fault since space was limited in the ballroom and there were tons of people there. There was probably about half the paranormal community since we had to go to at least one conference every decade and they were only held on leap years.
I was just glad I got a seat out of the way. At least I could sit comfortably and not see anything because of my five-one height.
“Chupacabra drains more goats,” the man grumbled next to me as he read something from his iPad. “Yeah, right. Because I would totally be sucking down goat blood. Gross.”
I was still mostly paying attention to the elders when his words clicked. This huge man was the little lizard-looking thing that scared everyone to death? Wow. This was one hell of a gathering!
“Each of you has twenty-four hours to find and claim your mate,” Elder Lucas said. “If you fail to claim a mate in twenty-four hours, and bring him or her before this council to be recognized, you will not have a mate. You will go feral inside of a week.”
Wait… What? My head snapped in the direction of the dais the elders were on, though I still couldn’t see shit.
“Those bastards,” the Chupacabra growled. “Now they’re tricking us into mating?”
I agreed with him. This was total bullshit! The elders prattled on with a bogus explanation, and the moment they walked into the back doors of the ballroom, the place broke out into chaos. Now, even more so than earlier, I really didn’t want to be here.
The man next to me sighed as he set down his iPad. He eyed me over as if I was going to be his next meal in a way that had me trying to scoot away. “You’ll do.”
“I’ll do what?” I squeaked as I jumped to my feet.
“You’ll do as my mate and keep me entertained,” he answered with a leer. “You’ve got a tight little body that I bet was made for all types of fun. And you seem submissive enough for my needs.”
“Maybe I’m not even gay,” I whimpered, holding my hands up defensively as I backed away.
“Honey, you’re gay,” he snickered and reached for me.
I darted out of the way and headed for the exit. I screamed as someone grabbed me between the legs and hoisted me up to their face. It wasn’t the handsome, rude Chupacabra, but someone else with scary ass motherfucking fangs.
“You look tasty,” he hissed and leaned in towards my neck. I fought with all I had, scared enough to shit a house worth of bricks.
“I called him first,” the Chupacabra snarled and punched the guy in the face just as I felt the man’s fangs touch my skin. He grunted and released me. I had a moment of falling before I was in the original brute’s arms.
“Please, don’t,” I whispered as I shook in fear. He was gorgeous but that wasn’t everything to me. His bright-green eyes and dark-blond hair were very attractive assets. But no matter what, his height and build would scare me. I mean, seriously, he had to be at least six five and two hundred and eighty pounds. At least.
“Better me than someone else who won’t give you a good ride now and again,” he replied with an evil smile. His eyes were twinkling in mirth but he still was acting like a douche bag so I didn’t really find him charming. Before I could even think of what to say, he buried his head in my neck and bit me.
I screamed at the abruptness of it, not even having a warning lick or something that he was really going to do it. There really wasn’t any pain, but then when he started drinking from me, my whole body lit up in flames with pleasure.
“Beg me, my little submissive,” he whispered in a husky voice in my ear. I wasn’t sure what he meant but I needed to come more than I wanted air.
“Please?” It really was more of a question because I couldn’t think enough to know what he wanted.
He tossed me on the bed and went digging through my nightstand. I tugged off my clothes as quickly as possible and was nude by the time he crawled into bed with me. I offered my ass up in the air as my shoulders hit the bed.
“Turn over,” he ordered as he gave my ass a light smack. “I want to see you.”
“I’ve never had sex like that.” I bit my lip and did what he wanted. I mean, I knew the mechanics of sex like this and that it would work. I’d just never done it. The idea seemed to make me nervous. Maybe because it seemed really intimate?
“I like a little of everything,” Gable hedged as he squirted some slick on his fingers before setting the bottle on the bed. Then he spread my legs and put one of my feet on flat on his chest. “And there’s nothing wrong with down-and-dirty doggy style. But I want to see you and not just so I can see if you’re in pain.”
He shrugged and lowered his gaze to my hole as if embarrassed. Something had just happened here and while I wasn’t sure, I think it was good. I moaned as his finger breached me, lifting my hips so he had better access.
“No burn,” I whispered when he watched my face intently. My mate nodded and kept wiggling his finger around. When I was ready for two he slid another one in as his other hand stroked my cock. “Good, feels better than last time.” I was a little more into it. It was like he primed me by kissing me earlier and then teasing me down by the beach.
“What would help move it from good to great?” he asked gently, no judgment in his tone. “What would you like from me?”
“Kissing.” My face turned bright red as I said it so I was glad it was dark in the room. I really hoped it didn’t make me some pansy in his eyes that I wanted to be kissed and feel that passion.
“Glad I’m not the only one who liked our making out earlier.” He gave me a smile as he leaned forward, pushing my knee to the side of my body as my foot stayed on his chest. His fingers slipped deeper into me as his lips met mine. I gasped at how good he felt. “Open for me, baby.”
It took me a moment to realize he didn’t mean my ass and I parted my lips. Gable plundered my mouth as before and I moaned in pleasure as I threw my arms around his neck. I couldn’t imagine how awkward the position was for him. Two fingers in my ass, other hand on my dick, leaned over to kiss me. But he pulled it off and soon two fingers became three.
“I feel more than I ever have before,” I whispered against his lips. “It’s not just sex that I could do without. I’m liking this.”
“That’s a good start, Leo,” he cooed as he kissed along my jaw. “Soon you’ll love it and find what does it for you and you’ll even instigate the contact because it’s so good. I’m not trying to be full of myself. I’m really not. It’s a matter of being with someone who will let you explore to figure out what you like. We already know that you simply need more than one stimulus.”
“Uh-huh,” I muttered. I had heard him but I’d pay attention to what he was saying and process it later. Right now all the blood in my body was in my nether regions.
“One more because I don’t want you to have any burn,” he warned before pushing in a fourth finger. “Is that okay?”
“Yes,” I hissed as he tightened his grip on my dick slightly. “Think I’m going to come.”
“Do it, my mate. Come for me,” he demanded. I held on to him for dear life as I let go for the first time in my life. I screamed his name as I shot ropes of seed all over the both of us. My hips thrust up on their own and even as I was peaking, I wanted more. It was the first time I felt that way.
“Yes! Yes, like this. Oh, this is good. No pain, just pleasure,” I rambled. Suddenly I felt empty as he removed his fingers. I blinked up at Gable a few moments, trying to figure out what was going on. He practically tore his clothes off his body and used the extra lube on his hand to slick up his cock.
Right! That’s why he stopped. We were going to have sex. Wow, it had been a good orgasm if I’d lost my train of thought enough to be surprised by that.
“Just relax and ride the climax you just had and I’m going to try to keep it going,” Gable said gently as he pushed inside of me. I nodded and moaned. There wasn’t a pinch of pain or even slight burn. I could do sex if it was like this.
“I’m good, you can move,” I told him as I nodded. He smiled as he wrapped my legs around his hips and slid his arms under my shoulders. It put his face right to mine and it was incredibly intimate.
“There’s no one else I’d rather be here with. Only you, Leo,” he whispered against my lips.