[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, HEA]
Danny Winters works in a nightclub as a DJ. He loves what he does and is very good at his job. The only thing he isn’t good at is getting rid of his ex-boyfriend. The man is becoming obsessed with Danny. His ex-boyfriend shows up at his apartment and at his job, trying his best to track Danny down.
Mack Nichols owns a security company with three of his Navy SEAL buddies. His life isn’t very complicated, but it isn’t easy either. He is raising a young son after his wife took off, leaving Mack in debt and to raise their child on his own. Mack finds that trying to balance home and work isn’t an easy task.
When things begin to escalate between Danny and his ex, Danny’s best friend contacts one of her old college buddies, Mack, to help.
What started out as helping Danny get out of a tough situation turns into so much more. But when his ex-boyfriend not only kidnaps Danny, but tries to kill him, Mack must put his training to use and find where Danny is before it’s too late.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Lynn Hagen is a Siren-exclusive author.
“This is really sweet.” Danny ran his hands over the dashboard and door of Mack’s car, feeling how soft the leather was under his hand. He really wasn’t interested in the car, though. He was saying anything to take his mind off of Mack holding and kissing him in the club…and the grabbing. Oh my god! Danny had gotten an instant erection from the man’s hands squeezing his ass.
It doesn’t mean he’s gay. He just rescued you. Don’t read anything into it.
But that action would lend to vivid fantasies on those lonely nights—tonight for starters. He wasn’t going to fool himself into thinking Mack was actually interested in him. The guy was a ten while Danny hovered around a five. Like numbers stayed together. On the rare occasion they may go slumming down to a nine or even possibly an eight, but tens would never dream of dating a five. Danny didn’t think he was ugly, only a realist. It was nice to dream though.
“Thanks. It was my dad’s. I’ve kept it in pretty good shape.”
Danny gave directions to his apartment while stealing sideways glances at the strong arms guiding the car. What would it feel like to have those wrapped around him? He watched sure hands steer them closer to his home as his mind wandered on sinful ideas. Focusing on the empty streets, Danny tried to mentally talk his erection down while at the same time fantasizing about Mack. His brain was so damn confused on what to do.
“This is it,” Danny said as he pointed to his building. As soon as Mack pulled over, Danny hopped out of the car so fast he left a paper trail flying behind him. He had to keep his distance. There was no use lusting after a straight guy. That was a disaster waiting to happen.
Unfortunately, Mack caught up with him and walked Danny into his apartment building. He glanced around the entire time for Trent as they walked up to his apartment. So far Danny hadn’t run into the jackass since the early pounding on his door. But with Trent, Danny never knew.
Hitting the light switch as he walked in and depositing his jacket on the couch, Danny made his way over to his desk. He was a nervous wreck having Mack in his apartment. This was probably the closest he would get the man to his bed. Mack was the hottest guy to ever walk across Danny’s doorstep, and he was all jitters.
“Would you like a drink?” He watched Mack get comfortable on his couch. Man, he just wanted to curl up next to the sex god and purr.
“Thanks. That sounds good.”
Danny quickly poured Mack a drink and then carried it across the room to the guy. He prayed his hand wasn’t shaking as bad as he thought it was as he handed the amber liquor to Mack. Danny sat on the opposite end of the couch. He didn’t need to sport another erection and get punched in the mouth.
“So tell me about Trent. When did it start to go bad, and when did he start to get obsessed?”
Danny helplessly watched Mack’s lips kiss the glass as he poured the whiskey past his lips. He watched the Adam’s apple bob as Mack swallowed. Danny wasn’t going to make it through this without totally embarrassing himself. He could just see the ass-beating coming.
Clearing his throat, he shrugged. “I guess it went south about a month ago. We had been dating for a few months, but it really wasn’t what you would call a relationship. The guy cheated more times than I care to count. I noticed that he was sweet and caring when we were alone, but once his buddies were around, Trent always tried to show off.”
Mack’s brows pulled down into a frown. “Show off how?”
“Well, he would make it seem like I was just a fuck to him. He’d order me to get him and his buddies a beer and make snide comments. Stuff like that.” He wasn’t comfortable sharing his humiliation with anyone, but if Mack could help him with Trent, then he would endure it.
“Gotcha. What happened to make him obsessed?”
“I basically told him I wasn’t going to put up with his behavior and attitude anymore and that it was over. At first he accepted it. But one day soon after, he came by like nothing ever happened, walked right in and made himself comfortable. When I reminded him we weren’t an item anymore, he had the nerve to tell me he thought I was just mad and not serious.” That was the day after Trent had given him a ride home.
Danny took a large swallow of the dark liquid in his glass. The audacity Trent showed sometimes still amazed him. Danny shivered in remembrance of the rage on Trent’s face when the man showed up at his door. He wouldn’t be surprised if the creep was watching his apartment right at this very moment.
Over the past weeks, Mack had fantasized about fucking Danny. The fantasies always varied, but they always ended with him fucking Danny until the man was unconscious.
Mack released the orb, and went for the other, noticing that Danny’s cock was becoming very stiff. Maybe it was Danny’s nervousness of them being together for the first time. Mack sure as shit hoped that was why the man had only been half-hard.
Pushing the thought aside, Mack continued to lick and suck, quivering to be inside of Danny. He wanted to feel Danny’s tight ass wrapped firmly around his cock. But first he was going to suck Danny’s dick until his lover’s cock stood just as hard and weeping as his very own.
Knowing this was their first time together, Mack prayed that it wasn’t shrouded in exposed nerves and a sense of losing control too quickly. He wanted this time to be slow, exploratory.
Wetting his fingers, Mack continued to suck around Danny’s balls as he pushed one finger into that tight entrance. He was met with resistance, telling him Danny hadn’t had sex in a while. This pleased Mack beyond measure. It also pleased a small part of him that Danny admitted to only having three lovers in his past. He wasn’t sure why, but it did.
Leaning up onto his elbows, Mack swiped his tongue up the length of Danny’s now fully erect cock. Much better. He had to taste Danny. While one hand stretched Danny’s puckered hole, the other circled the base of Danny’s cock.
Mack’s tongue delved into the slit, moaning at the salty and bitter taste. He stopped briefly to reach into the nightstand where most men kept their lube, not being disappointed. He poured some of the gel onto the hand, exploring the depths of Danny’s entrance with his fingers. Now that his hand was slick for his lover, Mack went back to sucking Danny’s fat cock. And damn did it have girth. It was average in size, six inches in length, but the circumference was a bit daunting. Mack had to pull back a few times just to grab some air.
“Not going to last if you keep that up,” Danny warned but his hips pumped quickly into Mack’s accepting mouth. We can’t have that now. Giving one last tight suck, Mack released Danny’s shaft. He had worked the rosette loose, and now it was time to enjoy his lover’s tight ass.
“Roll the condom on me.” Mack grinned when Danny’s eyes widened at the choice of condom size he had opted for. He didn’t have an inflated ego. Mack really did need extra-large. Once the latex reached the base, Danny tried to roll over onto his hands and knees. Mack put a quick stop to that. “No, I want to watch you come.”
“It would be better if I were this way.”
Okay, now what was going on with that?
Mack could get with the fact that maybe Danny had a scar he was hiding, but getting onto his hands and knees had nothing to do with that. His damn shirt covered any possible scar. “On your back, Danny. I’m not fucking some anonymous person. I want to see you,” Mack stated in a voice that brooked no argument.
Mack had had his fair share of quick fucks and meaningless sex. This meant something to him. Danny meant something to him. He wanted to explore his lover’s face, body, and touch as the two came together for the first time.
Yeah, he was old-fashioned, but he was who he was.
Danny hesitated, and then went back to lying down, facing Mack. That was much better. Mack didn’t want to miss any pleasured expression that he put on Danny’s face. “I’m not sure what you are hiding from me, but I want to see all of you, when you are ready.”
Danny nodded, his pretty green eyes not only warming up as Mack situated himself between his lover’s legs, but catching fire, blazing as Mack slowly breached the tight entrance. He rested his hands on Danny’s knees, blowing out a long breath before working his cock in inch by inch.
He watched as Danny bit his bottom lip, his eyelids fluttering as Mack finally bottomed out. Holy hell, the man was tight. He felt Danny’s body welcome him with searing heat and a slick tightness. Mack found himself frozen in time and space as he found his pleasure, and felt his body simmering, the fires slowly rising. He knew being with Danny was going to be something spectacular. He just hadn’t known the man would feel this damn good.
“Mack,” Danny moaned as his hands scrambled across the bed as if he didn’t know what to do with them. Mack slid his hands over Danny until he reached the guy’s wrists, pinning them down as he curled his hips, shoving his cock deeper into Danny’s ass.
“I’m right here, baby.” Mack leaned forward, licking the side of Danny’s neck, nibbling at his earlobe. When Danny shivered and then groaned, Mack nipped it harder. “And I don’t plan on going anywhere.”
His fingers gripped Danny’s wrists firmer as he began to move harder, faster, and deeper. Danny cried out, pulling at his wrists as Mack eased him down harder onto his aching cock, until he almost sat on Mack’s widespread thighs. The feel of Danny’s sweat-soaked skin brushing over Mack’s was a sensation he knew he would never tire of, and he loved how responsive Danny was to his touch.
He drove cries of pleasure from the man with each deep thrust. He reared back, draping Danny’s legs over his arms, and began to pound into Danny’s tight ass.
“Yes,” Danny hissed and then cried out once more. Mack was determined to make the man hoarse. “Mack, fuck me harder.”