[Siren Allure ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, werewolves, sex in shifted form, HEA]
Recently released from prison for a crime he fully admits committing, Douglas Stone is without a clan and without any prospects. And then he meets a man that makes him see he can be more than he ever thought he could.
Jilly is a vampire with issues. Banished from his coven because he faints at the sight of blood, Jilly takes to the streets, selling his body for what he needs. When he meets a sexy ex-con looking for a good time, he finds there is more to life than merely surviving.
When Jilly is taken prisoner, Douglas has to do the one thing he doesn’t want in order to keep the man alive—challenge for the alpha position of a clan. When he wins, he discovers the same hell he’s been running from is closer to home than he thinks.
Someone is selling children, and they are selling them right out of Douglas’s own basement. If he doesn’t do something, he will be the first one accused. Fighting to save Jilly is one thing. Fighting to save the entire world is totally different. But does he have any other choice?
A Siren Erotic Romance
- Christy Duke
“Hiya, honey, looking for a good time?”
Douglas Stone turned to see a very attractive man standing behind him dressed in the shortest pair of boy shorts he’d ever seen and a ripped cotton tank top that looked like it was barely hanging on to his frame. Espresso-colored hair curled around the man’s pale face, his onyx-dark eyes shining brightly in the dim street light.
Douglas had to admit he was intrigued. It had been quite a while since he’d had anything close to a sexual experience with something other than his hand. Normally, being around other people made Douglas uneasy. He had learned firsthand that most were out to start trouble. But this guy…there was just something about him that drew Douglas’s interest.
Licking his dry lips, Douglas felt his heart quicken. “How much?”
The cocky little curve of the man’s plush lips sent Douglas’s pulse racing even faster. He could just imagine those luscious lips wrapped around his cock, sucking him to completion. Damn, it really had been a long time for him if he was considering paying for sex.
The man’s eyelashes swept down in a seductive manner as he gazed up at Douglas with nothing short of a promised good time. “Depends on what you want, honey.”
The man moved closer, trailing his finger down the front of Douglas’s shirt in a teasing manner. Douglas tried to ignore his racing pulse and concentrate on how high the price was going to be to get those lips around his cock. He wanted it. He wanted it bad. He just wasn’t willing to pay all that much.
“How much to feel your lips on my dick?”
“Mmm.” One dark eyebrow arched. “Twenty bucks will get you a blow. Fifty will get you the whole show. A hundred dollars gets me for the entire night, anything you want.”
“A hundred dollars, huh?” Douglas tried really hard to figure out if he even had that much money on him at the moment. Jobs had been kind of scarce lately, and his funds were running low. Not having a steady source of income did that to a person.
Douglas pushed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small wad of cash—the last of what he had. What made him tilt his head to the side and purse his lips was the fact that the sexy little hooker didn’t even look at the money in his hand. Douglas wasn’t into the business, but he would have thought money would be a hooker’s top priority. Instead, the man seemed to be mesmerized by Douglas’s throat, his tongue sliding across his lips as he openly gazed at Douglas’s neck.
“Are you on anything?” The hooker’s eyes seemed just a little too glassy, and he wouldn’t stop licking his lips. Douglas choked when he suddenly felt a firm hand grab his crotch.
“I don’t need drugs to get my high, honey. I can get it in so many other interesting ways.”
Douglas counted out thirty-four dollars. He needed at least ten to eat for the next couple of days. That left him with just enough to get a good blow job. Regretting that he couldn’t buy more considering how attractive the man was, Douglas pulled off the twenty-dollar bill and held it out to the man.
“How about a blow job?” Douglas pushed aside the thought that he was actually paying for sex. He felt like the cops were going to surround them at any moment and bust him. His nerves were a bit jumpy as he glanced around the streets.
The little man grinned then glanced around. “Do you have a vehicle, or would you like to go into the alley?”
There was no way in hell Douglas was letting some hooker into his truck. No blow job on the planet was worth getting ripped off. “The alley will do just fine.”
Douglas’s head dropped down, and he seemed to be studying his hands. “Is it because I’m an ex-con?”
“Is that the reason you don’t want to be my mate?”
Jilly walked forward, stopping in front of Douglas and lowering himself to his knees. He raked his eyes over the handsome man, reaching up to stroke his hand over the light stubble on Douglas’s jaw.
“It’s not that I don’t want to be your mate, Douglas. It’s just that I don’t think I’m a very good mate for you.”
The beginning of a smile tipped Douglas’s mouth. “I know I’m not a very good mate for you.”
He grinned back briefly with not a trace of his former worry. “Then I guess that makes us the perfect couple.”
Jilly stood to his feet and backed up. He started unbuttoning his shirt, grinning when he heard Douglas’s swift inhale. He pulled his shirt off and dropped it on the floor next to the bed. The look of pure lust on Douglas’s stunned face made Jilly’s cock harden right up.
Douglas wanted him, and the man didn’t even attempt to hide it.
Jilly watched the desire burning in Douglas’s eyes start to combust as he dragged his hands down his chest. Douglas took in every move he made. Jilly stroked his hands over his chest, tweaking his nipples and groaning as pleasure shot through his body when he tugged on them.
Jilly’s cock was throbbing in his jeans, pounding against his zipper. He slowly moved his hands down his chest until he reached the buttons and zipper that opened his pants. He saw Douglas swallow hard as he pulled the button free then slowly lowered the zipper.
“You want to touch me.”
It wasn’t a question, but Douglas nodded rapidly anyway. Jilly grinned as he kicked his shoes off and then pulled the edges of his pants aside, baring his hard, aching cock to Douglas one slow inch at a time.
By the time his cock popped free and Jilly could push his jeans down his legs, Douglas was growling and gripping the arms of his chair so hard that Jilly thought he heard the wood crack. Douglas’s eyes were riveted on Jilly’s thick cock.
Jilly reached down and grabbed his cock, giving himself a couple of firm strokes. “Do you like that, Douglas?”
Douglas nodded again. The man seemed beyond speech at the moment.
Jilly sat on the bed then scooted his butt to the very edge. He lifted his legs and planted them on either side of him, spreading his knees as far apart as he could. He knew from where Douglas sat that the man had a clear view of his cock, his balls, and his ass.
He just hoped Douglas enjoyed the show as much as Jilly did giving it.
“Get rid of the clothes, Douglas.”
Jilly was amazed at how quickly Douglas stripped his clothes off, although he doubted they would ever be useable again. They were torn to shreds.
When Douglas went to reach for him, Jilly stopped him for a second time. “We need lube.”
Jilly blinked when lube was suddenly held out to him. He’d have to ask Douglas where he got it later…much later.
Jilly grabbed the lube and popped the top. He poured a healthy squirt out on his fingers then pushed it into his ass, getting himself nice and slicked up.
Once that was done, he lowered his feet and turned around, dropping to his hands and knees. A moment later his ass cheeks were spread wide and cold gel dripped down onto him. Jilly whimpered when Douglas’s fingers pushed into him, all four at the same time. He wanted to be fucked. He wanted it rough. He was getting exactly what he wanted.
“Oh yeah, Douglas, just like that.”
Douglas’s fingers pulled away from his ass, and his cheeks were spread again. Jilly felt the fur on Douglas’s arms as they brushed against him and knew his mate had shifted. The logical conclusion was that he was about to be impaled on a very huge cock.
“Fuck me, Douglas!”
“I’ve got you, baby,” Douglas whispered back in a rough tone as he rolled them over until Jilly was straddling him.
Jilly closed his eyes for a moment. The hunger in Douglas’s face was going to make him cream right there and then. He could feel his body opening up, begging for more. He didn’t know how much more he could take without exploding into a million pieces. Jilly ached so bad that his entire body shuddered.
“Douglas, please,” Jilly begged.
“You take it from here, baby.”
Jilly could only shiver in anticipation as he lifted his ass into the air and grabbed Douglas’s cock, placing the tip against the entrance to his body. Jilly held his breath as he slowly lowered himself down on Douglas’s thick cock. He winced a little at how much he was being stretched. For a moment, Jilly wondered if Douglas would fit, and then he slid the last few inches down.
“Damn, you’re so tight, Jilly.”
Jilly grinned down at Douglas as the man’s hands gripped his hips. Douglas’s lips were pulled back tight against his teeth. Jilly could see the man’s canines peeking out over his bottom lip. If Jilly didn’t know better, he would have thought Douglas was in pain.
“Jilly, please, I need to move.”
Jilly smirked. “So move already.”