New World New Family (MMM+)
The Gay Wolves of New Hampshire
Luminosity Publishing
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Across the gray ocean lies a New World…
Indentured servant boy, Isaac, has accompanied his master, Lord Blaydon, across the cold Atlantic Ocean to where the New World awaits them both.
Lord Blaydon’s plans to build his mansion atop the hill continue, disrupting the quiet lives of the group, but all can see how their patience will be ultimately rewarded.
Isaac roams the forest in wolf form, encountering his peers, and realizes he has particular feelings for Etu, Gaia’s brother.
Lord Blaydon’s health improves slowly, proof that the natives of the New World have abilities beyond the grasp of the settlers. Such is his strength he plans to improve the lives of his group with a significant surprise.
Reader Advisory: A Paranormal Romantic Suspense story describing young men who are seduced by older and more experienced lovers in 18th-century America.
May contain nudity and scenes of an outdoor nature.
PUBLISHER NOTE: M/M and M/M/M encounters. 19,800 words. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
New World New Family (MMM+)
The Gay Wolves of New Hampshire
Luminosity Publishing
The forest was my world.
To run freely, my only master, with the trees flashing past on both sides, and the Moon high above, was to be utterly content. To share it with Etu was perfection. I’d run with others, but Etu truly understood me. If my pace faltered, he slowed until I recovered. If I ran hard, he ran harder, driving me to draw upon untapped energy and discover strength I’d never expected.
And when we bathed together in human form, his kisses became so tender, they drew tears from my eyes, for he was gentle and loving in ways I’d rarely experienced.
I lay back on the cool grass, and he shuffled closer, nudging my thighs apart with his knees. I lifted my feet from the ground and settled them onto his back, giving him more room to press himself against me. Within seconds, his manhood lay alongside mine; both were thick with excitement.
Our kisses resumed, deep and warm, and I pulled his body against mine, sliding my hands down to squeeze his muscular backside before urging him back and forward so his thick length rubbed against mine.
He reached down and curled his fingers around us both, squeezing firmly, which forced a long groan from deep inside my throat. And when he moved his arm back and forth, stroking us both in the same moment, my mouth fell open.
“Together, Uhmizac?”
“Yes.” The whisper was all I could summon, for my body thrilled to the combined touch of his hand and his manhood. I wanted to pull him down for a kiss, but I feared that I would obstruct the wonderful sensation he was giving me. I smiled up at him, and he smiled back, his eyes twinkling.
“I’m close, Etu. Please don’t stop.” As much as I ached to have him inside me, my release beckoned, and it was all I could think about. My entire body stiffened, ready to squeeze out thick cream from my swollen crown.
“You, Uhmizac.” He took my hand and pressed it against his hard shaft, then persuaded my fingers around us both. “Move, yes?” It was strangely awkward, stroking two shafts. In the same moment, I was giving myself relief while pleasuring somebody else. My fingers couldn’t encompass both of us, and I felt oddly inadequate to the task.
But Etu’s smile told me I was doing everything right, and his groan let me know he was close to coming off. Very soon, a delicious and familiar heat flooded my lower body, and I groaned softly.
“Yes, Uhmizac. Yes.” His breathing quickened, as did mine, and a heartbeat later, warmth spilled over my knuckles and onto my belly. I opened my eyes to see thick cream oozing from the slit in his crown. The sight sent me over the edge, and my muscles tightened abruptly, forcing a river of white from my own swollen shaft. Etu seized my hand and encouraged me to continue squeezing and stroking, laughing when I squirmed and whimpered.
His fingers tightened around mine, and more cream oozed out to drop into the growing mess on my belly. By mutual consent, we slowed to a stop and then released each other. Etu leaned in to kiss me, and I used my hand to pull his face hard against mine. I clung to him, arms around his neck, and we seemed to kiss until the Moon sought her bed.
