[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, HEA]
Going undercover to find the commander of his marine unit was supposed to be the easy part. When his cover is blown, Lieutenant Bill Harrison doesn’t know whether to hold on for the dangerous ride or jump. With a drug lord determined to take them out, Bill has to rely on his skills and the sexy guardian angel sent to save him.
DEA Agent Angelo Martinez is pissed when he’s pulled off his current assignment to go rescue some marine in trouble. Rescuing Bill turns out to be tougher than any undercover mission Angelo ever went on. Besides the fact that Bill is gorgeous, the man makes Angel reconsider his lonely lifestyle. And that makes Bill just as dangerous as the drug lord hunting them.
When rescue comes for both of them, Angelo knows he has to find the strength to give up the only man that ever made him think about giving up his undercover work. And Bill has to find the strength to let Angelo go, hoping that his guardian angel will find his way home.
A Siren Erotic Romance
"I was looking forward to Bill's story, since he was somewhat of an enigma in previous books. And after both his younger brothers (John Henry in book one, and Robby in book two) had found true love, I was hoping he would join them. In typical Marine fashion, he does not do it quietly, nor is the undertaking without obstacles. As for the man he choses? Angelo may be small in stature, but he is more than worthy in terms of willpower, stubbornness, and determination. Bill is determined to find out where his former commander, Harley, has vanished to and ends up in the middle of a drug lord's operation in Central America. While he doesn’t (yet) find the commander, he does encounter one very sexy DEA agent. Or rather, Angelo finds him, telling him his cover is blown. Not one to give up easily, Bill recognizes that it's time to get out and follow's Angelo's lead. As they battle the drug lord and his goons, they fall for each other, but neither can really admit it since they know they'll have to separate at the end of the assignment. Angelo cannot understand why he's attracted to the big Marine, but the fact that Bill treats him with respect, is an extremely loyal friend, and is a reliable partner in fighting crime may have something to do with it. Angelo also isn't ready to stop being an undercover agent, so he sees no way the two of them can be together. It takes a major crisis and him on death's doorstep for him to start seeing things might have to change after all. If you like books about men who are made for each other but take quite some time until they recognize and admit it, if you enjoy the physically smaller man being just as much in charge as the larger one, and if you're looking for a tension-filled, hot read, then you will probably like this book." -- Serena Yates, Rainbow Book Reviews
“Hi, gorgeous. Sorry I’m late. My car had a flat.”
Lieutenant William Patrick Harrison almost forgot where he was as he stared at the sexy man that suddenly straddled his lap and leaned in to brush their lips together. If it wasn’t for the snicker he heard from one of the men sitting across the table from him, he would have dumped the cute little guy right on his ass and demanded to know what in the hell was going on.
He had never seen him before in his life.
“No problem,” Bill replied instead, fully aware of the fact that his life would come to a very quick end if the men he sat with ever learned who he really was or why he was really there. They were not the forgiving sort. They’d gut him just to watch him bleed out on the floor.
The stunning man in his lap grinned widely, showing off a brilliant set of straight, white teeth, and then leaned in to plant a another kiss on Bill’s lips. Bill was stunned. He didn’t even kiss the man back because he was trying to figure out who in the hell he was.
The cute little guy with short, brownish-black hair moved his lips up Bill’s jaw, nibbling along the way before licking at his earlobe. “Angelo Martinez. DEA,” the man murmured in a sub-vocal tone, his warm breath tickling Bill’s ear. “Your cover is blown. I’m here to get you out.”
Bill stiffened, tightening his hands on the man’s hips. He tried to think of some way to converse with the man without being caught any more than he already was. Unfortunately, he could only think of one thing that would get him a few minutes alone with him.
“It’s been a few days since I’ve seen my angel.” Bill winked knowingly at the men at the table, hoping that they would think he was going off to the bathroom to get laid or at least fabulously sucked off. It was the only excuse he could think of to get away from these men without actually getting up and hauling ass. “We’ll be right back.”
He didn’t even take the time to let Angelo down on his feet. Bill merely lifted the man up in his arms and started walking him through the club to the bathroom in the back. He knew Angelo was going along with his plan when he felt the man’s legs wrap around his waist and a loud, delighted giggle filled the air as they walked away.
The second he reached the bathroom and the door closed behind them, Bill lowered Angelo onto his feet then looked into each of the stalls to ensure that they were alone. Once he was sure, Bill crossed his arms over his chest and turned to look at the Drug Enforcement Administration agent sent to rescue him.
If he could have hand chosen a man to gain his attention, the gorgeous little guy standing in front of him would have been at the top of his list. Angelo Martinez was stunning, from the top of his wavy espresso-colored hair to the bottom of his little feet.
His body was a little more on the thin side than Bill would have liked, but it seemed to be all slick muscles and darkly tanned skin. There was an exotic tilt to Angelo’s dark-brown eyes that hinted to ancestry other than Central American—maybe Egyptian?
Angelo stepped up and ran a hand down Bill’s chest then subtly nodded his head toward the corner of the room near the ceiling. “Oh, baby, don’t be like that. I got here as soon as I could.”
Bill’s eyes narrowed. He glanced to the corner of the ceiling where Angelo had gestured and saw a small black circle in the white plaster. Bill knew what it was without even getting a closer look.
They were being monitored. Bill didn’t know if it was just video or if there was audio as well, but he was taking no chances. He plastered a smile on his face and curved his hand around the side of Angelo’s face.
“You know I don’t like it when you’re late and don’t call me,” Bill commented, choosing his words carefully. “It’s a big bad world out there, Angel. I worry about you.”
Angelo’s lips came out in a pretty damn good imitation of a pout. “I know, baby.” The agent started plucking at the collar of Bill’s shirt. “But I can make it up to you.”
Bill felt his eyes widen when Angelo pushed him back toward one of the stalls, but that was nothing compared to how big they got when the man dropped to his knees and reached for the buttons on Bill’s jeans.
Was he insane?
“I believe I owe you a blow job, Angel,” Bill whispered as his teeth nipped at Angelo’s chin. Bill easily kept Angelo’s wrists pinned to the mattress, brushing more kisses over Angelo’s eyelids and down his cheek, back to the corner of his mouth. “And I always pay my debts.”
Angelo tried to keep his breath steady as he worked his way through the implications of Bill’s words. His heart went wild, and blood rushed hot through his veins when he saw the lust burning in Bill’s dark eyes.
A groan rose up in Angelo’s throat as arousal caught him in a vicious grip and shook him hard when Bill claimed his lips in a magnificent kiss filled with passion and desire and need. Angelo felt the explosion of heat from Bill’s mouth to his so great that it singed Angelo’s lips. His body, of its own accord, melted into Bill’s.
Bill’s hands roamed over Angelo’s body freely, as if they truly were lovers, softly caressing him, arousing him, driving him to a fever pitch. Bill took his time, his hands and mouth leisurely mapping Angelo’s body.
Bill seemed to have a small obsession with Angelo’s nipples. His tongue licked over Angelo’s nipple roughly, rasping Angelo’s flesh. Angelo arched against Bill, needing more. When Bill kissed his nipple, tugged on it, and teased it with his fingers, Angelo thought he might be able to come from that alone.
“Billy,” Angelo moaned when Bill’s lips moved from his nipples to his abdomen. He felt Bill’s tongue encircle his belly button. He swirled his tongue, drawing patterns along Angelo’s sensitive skin. Angelo giggled at the soft lick of Bill’s lips against him. “That tickles.”
Angelo felt Bill grin against his skin. Then Bill’s mouth moved further down. Angelo’s breath caught in his throat as he waited for Bill’s mouth to touch his hard cock. He waited and waited, then begged.
His whole being seemed to be filled with waiting.
“Billy, please,” Angelo pleaded as he humped his hips toward Bill, an anxious whine falling from his lips. He gritted his teeth when Bill just chuckled at him.
A moment later he felt Bill’s wet tongue lap against his pelvic bone. Bill wanted to torture him. Angelo just knew it. He would drive Angelo out of his ever-loving mind until he was a pile of goo.
Bill was well on his way to doing just that.
Angelo could almost feel the very air around him moving over his sensitive skin. He felt flushed, hot, and needy. Angelo groaned. His hands clenched in Bill’s dark-brown hair. He tried to direct Bill to his aching cock. Bill just stuck out his tongue and licked Angelo’s balls then took each one into his mouth and sucked them one by one.
“Billy!” Angelo growled in frustration. Fire raced through Angelo’s body, melting him from the inside out.
“Patience, Angel,” Bill replied. His extraordinary brown eyes blazed and glowed as he glanced up and met Angel’s gaze. “You’ll enjoy this. I promise.”
Angelo considered it, but he really, really wanted to feel Bill’s lips wrapped around his cock. He knew it would take him right where he needed to go. On the other hand, Bill seemed to have a wicked imagination. Angelo knew that whatever Bill planned for him would blow his mind. He just wasn’t sure he could wait that long. He already felt way past needy.
“I…Billy, I…” Angelo stammered.
“Trust me, Angel,” Bill said as he stroked his fingers along the sensitive skin of Angelo’s thighs.
Angelo closed his eyes. He took several deep breaths to hold back the orgasm he could feel creeping up his body. His body trembled for a moment then he let the air in his lungs slowly release.
“Okay,” he whispered.
Warm breath blew across his balls until they drew up close to his body. Angelo started panting. He didn’t know what Bill would do next, and it drove him crazy. His heartbeat throbbed in his ears as he waited for Bill’s next move. He just wished the man would hurry the hell up. Angelo was about to go out of his mind.
“Ahh,” Angelo cried out when Bill gave Angelo his wish. He wrapped his lips around Angelo’s cock. Angelo’s body shook and undulated against Bill’s larger form. Red-hot need rushed through his body like a tidal wave and crashed together in his cock.
Angelo’s body stiffened as Bill’s mouth sank down on his cock. Bill swallowed it until Angelo felt the man’s nose brush against his short, curly hairs right before Bill began to move his mouth along Angelo’s hard length. Angelo couldn’t believe the hotness he felt, the exquisite pleasure.
He’d felt heaven, and he could die now.
When Bill’s fingers breeched his ass, Angelo started to moan. He didn’t know whether to push up into Bill’s mouth or down onto Bill’s fingers. Bill solved that problem for him by pressing his fingers into Angelo’s ass at the same time he swallowed his cock.