[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Romance, Alternative, Contemporary, MM, HEA]
In Marriage of Convenience, Magnus Tuckerman must marry before his next birthday, his thirty-fifth, in order to inherit his recently deceased, beloved grandfather’s company because it is the main stipulation in the man’s final will and testament.
Amidst his desperation, he discovers that Oliver Chan, a long-time acquaintance and the owner of the bakery across the street from his company building, is having problems with his own business. Magnus then comes up with a hare-brained proposal for them to get married. He will be helping Oliver’s bakery financially while solving his own predicament at the same time. Additionally, he will get a ready-made family in the process.
Oliver eventually agrees to marry Magnus for the sake of his failing bakery and the future of his twin daughters. Everything is going along smoothly until Oliver’s ex-boyfriend returns out of the blue.
When Magnus and Oliver’s daughters are kidnapped, can the two men find the strength and courage they need in each other?
In Moving On, Raymond Bolton thinks he’s about to get a marriage proposal from Ian McCain during their four year anniversary dinner at the restaurant where they had their first date. Instead, Ian breaks up with him after telling him that the hidden ring is meant for some other guy that Ian has been seeing behind his back for the past year.
Heartbroken and desperate, he tries to get Jake Tanner, his childhood best friend, to whip his body back into shape, thinking that he may be able to win Ian back. As they spend even more time together, his long-buried infatuation for his best friend comes rushing back to the surface. It doesn’t help that Jake is constantly touching and hugging him.
Out of the blue, Ian seeks him out and talks about getting back together. Does he still have feelings for Ian? Or can he move on and venture into a new relationship with Jake instead?
Marriage of Convenience
“Natalie, let the boys do what they like. Magnus and Oliver are adults.”
“I know, but my son is finally settling down. After years and years of waiting, I…”
“Mom, please don’t exaggerate!”
Oliver could only chuckle at Magnus’s exasperated tone of voice, and even though Natalie could be quite a busybody, he was envious of Magnus’s obviously loving relationship with her. Magnus’s dad was just as caring, albeit showing it in a more subtle manner.
“Now, now, Magnus, don’t worry about a thing. I’ll handle everything for Oliver and you. By the way, Oliver, the girls are so sweet and well-behaved.”
“Not at all, dear. Maybe I’ll take them shopping sometimes. What do you think?”
“Are you sure that you don’t mind? The twins can be a handful.”
“Oh, please. I brought up Magnus and his siblings just fine, and they could be quite a handful. Speaking of Magnus, I have several photo albums that you simply have to see.”
“Mom! I don’t think Oliver will be interested in—”
“Oh, but I am most certainly dying to see all those photographs, babe,” he interrupted his husband-to-be with a wink, who only groaned in defeat.
“That’s settled then. Come with me, Oliver. Sasha, Kimmie, do you want to see your dad’s photographs?”
“Yes, Nana. Right, Kimmie?”
“All right, let’s go. Hey, babe. I’ll be back,” he informed his lover and added another wink for good measure.
He then followed the older woman into the house and spent the next two hours or so looking through the photographs of the entire family. Natalie seemed to have a very good memory for details, telling him anecdotes of various events and when certain photos had been taken. The twins had also giggled at the photos of Magnus as a baby and a toddler. They definitely found it fascinating and incomprehensible that their dad was ever so young. He was truly relieved now because the awkwardness had diminished by a huge margin. Maybe this lunch was not that terrible after all.
* * * *
“You’re in love with him.”
“You’re in love with Oliver. At the very least, you’re almost there. I can tell.”
“Dad, don’t be ridiculous,” Magnus retorted without denying anything.
“Son, I know you. You were in love once with that girl…damn! What’s her name again? Maya?”
“Anyway, I can see the signs. You were touching Oliver constantly throughout lunch earlier. The most obvious clue was your continuous staring, son.”
“I did not!” he almost shouted out loud before stopping himself just in time and lowering the volume of his voice. “I…I did?”
His father only laughed at him and muttered, “Idiot!”
“I guess I am, huh?”
“There is no guessing, son. You’re definitely falling for Oliver. You always fall really hard. I hope that you know what you’re doing, son.”
“I do, Dad. Oliver is an incredible man and a responsible, loving father to the twins.”
“Simple as that?”
“No, sir. I…I feel more relaxed around Oliver. I think that may be due to the fact that we have been friends for years prior to this…relationship.”
“I guess,” he admitted easily.
“I’m not sure if Oliver feels the same way about me.”
“Oh, son. You’re definitely an idiot. A certifiable idiot at that.”
“What? What are you saying, Dad?”
“Oliver is much better at hiding his emotions than you are, but I can tell you without any doubt that Oliver feels the same way that you do. That young man is a caretaker. Even though he was distracted earlier, he was still conscious enough to take care of his twins, cutting their pasta and meatballs into smaller pieces. Then, he turned around and gave you some salad and bread before pouring you some wine. Just in case you did not realize this, it seemed to me that he had touched you a few times earlier to calm you down whenever you became annoyed at your mother for…well, interfering or embarrassing you.”
“You made him sound like a housemaid and a psychic.”
“No, I did not. I was simply giving you examples of Oliver being a caretaker. I like him. Anyone who cares for my son that much is okay in my book.”
“Hmm, you’re welcome, son. Anyway, how’s the company?”
“Fantastic. The net profit should be up this quarter.”
“Yeah,” he remarked before continuing. “By the way, why didn’t you ever get involved with the company?”
“I’ve never liked it. None of your uncles or aunts were ever interested either. We had our own careers right after college and we were all successful in our own ways. Your pops had despaired about the continuation of the family business until you came along. He was elated and relieved, let me tell you that.”
“Oh, hell yes!”
He guffawed out loud with his dad and leaned back against the chair. It was a beautiful day outside, but that was not the main reason for his current state of happiness. The main reason was presently sitting inside the house with his mother and the twins. Life had an unexpected way of working things out, and he was truly glad for it.
“Magnus, the twins are already asleep.”
He snickered at his lover’s unfocused response. They had come back to Magnus’s house after dinner with Edward and Natalie at a Thai restaurant instead of returning to the apartment above the bakery. He had protested initially, but Magnus offered to drive them back early the next morning. The twins then washed up and got ready for their bedtime stories. Then, Magnus started reading some work reports on a hand-held device after they entered the master bedroom.
“Make love to me.”
He had almost laughed at Magnus’s flabbergasted expression, but he suppressed it valiantly and gazed at the other man with a serious face.
“Make love to me,” he repeated.
“Babe, I don’t have condoms and…”
“I haven’t done anything with anyone at all since Logan.”
“What? But that’s two years…”
“And I got tested after I caught him in bed with…anyway, let’s not talk about him. Will you make love to me, please?” he repeated.
“Are you sure, babe? I promise you that I’m clean, too. My last test was six months ago and I haven’t hooked up with anyone since.”
“I’m sure. I trust you.”
“Okay, babe. I trust you, too. You know that, right?”
“Yeah, I do.”
He then leaned in closer and kissed Magnus with as much passion as he could muster while undressing his lover as fast as he was able to. He moaned into the heated kiss as Magnus was peeling off his clothes for him just as quickly. Soon, the two of them were lying on top of each other, completely naked, hard, and leaking. Their breathing had grown louder and harsher as their tongues dueled and their hard cocks rutted against each other. He was thoroughly enjoying the coarse sensation of his lover’s hirsute chest and legs rubbing against his smoother skin. It inflamed his fiery passion even higher and hotter as they clung to each other even tighter.
He groaned louder when Magnus pushed him down onto his back and lay down on top of him. His lover’s muscular build was certainly heavy as it pressed down upon his leaner body, but he felt so safe and warm that he could not stop himself from pushing his hips up to rub his aching cock against Magnus’s equally engorged erection. He gritted his teeth and tried to stop the keening sound from escaping through his throat as his lover sank those blunt teeth all into his neck, but he failed. He even screamed slightly louder when Magnus bit him rather painfully in one spot.
“Fuck, Oliver. You’re driving me insane.”
“Magnus, fuck me, please.”
His lover then moved down lower and sucked the tip of his cock slowly, driving him insane with lust and need. He writhed and bucked up desperately, but Magnus pushed his hips down and took his erection even deeper until it was completely buried inside his lover’s throat. He gasped out at the incredible pleasure and grabbed Magnus’s hair roughly.
“Mag…Magnus, please. Fuck me.”
“Shh, patience, babe. I’m just getting started.”
“No, I can’t. I need…”
“I know, babe. It will be worth it. I promise.”
He nodded and groaned when his lover slowly licked his way down his hard length to lap at his balls. The rough texture of Magnus’s tongue was incredible and he was barely aware of pulling his lover’s head even closer toward his groin. He thought that he had died and gone to heaven, but it was nothing compared to when Magnus slid down even lower and pulled his ass cheeks apart to sniff and taste his hungry hole. He moaned much louder then, especially when the other man was lapping at his ass with several broad swipes of that talented tongue.
“Fuck, Magnus! Don’t stop. Please!”
His lover only licked at his hole even more vigorously upon hearing his plea. Time and space meant nothing to him. He did not know how long he was pleasured so thoroughly. All he could feel was the awesome sensation of being eaten out by his lover. He was surprised when Magnus’s cock abruptly plunged into his tight hole. He clutched at his lover’s back tightly with his arms and legs, wanting to pull the other man even closer toward him. He then gripped Magnus’s head and pulled it closer to share a hungry kiss as he was being violently pounded by his lover.
Their warm breaths mingled as their lips locked onto each other. He could feel Magnus’s sweat dripping onto his face and torso as his lover’s thick, hard cock moved in and out of his hole. Even the man’s legs were sweaty from the exertion. It should have been disgusting, but he was even more aroused by it. Besides, he was perspiring, too. The musky scent of sex and sweat had begun to permeate the entire room. He was gradually driven insane from the smell. He hurriedly grabbed both of Magnus’s arms and placed them palms down against the headboard.
“Babe, what are you…fuck! Shit! Yeah! Lick my pits. Lick them!”
He had risen up slightly from the bed and moved his face closer to one of his lover’s armpits before sniffing away and licking it lustfully. It was one of his kinks and he was relieved that Magnus was not disgusted by it. In fact, judging by the brutal pounding that he received after he had licked the man’s armpits one after the other, he could be sure that Magnus was equally turned on by his kink.
“Harder, Magnus. Fuck me harder!” he commanded his lover. “Make me feel it!”
“Oh, you will feel it all right.”
He jumped a little and turned around before grimacing openly. Ian was standing about one foot away from their table with a strange man. Judging by the man’s possessive arm around Ian’s waist, however, it didn’t take a freaking genius to guess that this must be Ian’s fiancé. He schooled his expression in a hurry and tried to smile through the heartache. Maybe he was still in love with Ian after all. All the weird feelings for Jake that resurfaced recently might only be an illusion. He was probably just lonely, and Jake was so sweet and lovely toward him. It might simply be a rebound feeling in his current state of vulnerability.
“Hi, Ian. How are you?” he greeted, proud that he managed to keep his voice sounding even and casual.
“Oh, life has been awesome,” Ian answered flippantly before gesturing at the man next to him. “This is Nathan Cooper, my fiancé.”
His heart clenched painfully upon hearing it, but he continued to smile and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Nathan. Congratulations to both of you on your engagement.”
It would have made it easier for him to hate Nathan if the guy had been a rude bastard. Unfortunately, Ian’s fiancé turned out to be a polite and friendly man, who quickly shook his hand before doing the same with Jake. It was much worse to witness the lovesick gazes exchanged between Ian and Nathan as they thanked him for the congratulatory remark, and he balled his fists tightly on either side of his jeans. He even grabbed his pants once or twice because he could feel his hands trembling a little as he attempted to get his feelings under control. Most importantly, he tried to maintain a smile, unwilling to let Ian see how much he was hurting right at that moment. It was horrible enough that his ex-boyfriend had cheated on him and then dumped him before immediately proposing to the guy he was having an affair with. He wasn’t going to let Ian see him shed tears over their failed relationship because that would just complete his utter humiliation.
“Jake is my best friend,” he explained to Nathan as calmly as he could manage to.
“Great. It’s really nice to meet you both.”
“By the way, Ray, I forgot to contact you about the unexpected deposit in my bank account. What’s the money for?” Ian asked him.
“Oh, that’s…that’s half of the deposit for our…I mean, the previous apartment,” he corrected himself in a hurry. “I decided to move out before the end of the lease and stay with Jake instead, but I paid the management in full to cover the rental until the end of the contract.”
“That’s great. It’s good that I’ve taken all of my stuff before you move out then. Everything works out fine for both of us.”
“Yeah, that’s…that’s right. Easier for me to pack up, too,” he answered, trying his best to stop the tears from flowing.
He couldn’t believe that he apparently still had leftover feelings for this cheating asshole, but the phantom pain coursing through his entire body was proof enough that he had not gotten over his ex-boyfriend at all.
“Anyway, Nathan and I have to leave. It’s Saturday, and we have plans for tonight.”
“Right, right. Of course. Nice to see you again, Ian. You, too, Nathan.”
Jake only waved good-bye at the other two men. He could tell from Jake’s tightening jaw that his best friend was furious on his behalf. He heaved out a sigh of relief when Ian and Nathan exited the bakery together. He watched their backs for a few seconds longer before sitting down quietly.
“What a fucking insensitive asshole,” Jake spat out, obviously angry.
He shook his head at his best friend. “Thanks, Jake, but I’m okay.”
“Ian shouldn’t have flaunted his new—”
“Jake, please,” he mumbled, feeling even more embarrassed now. “Can we just forget about it?”
Jake eyed him uncertainly for a second or two before nodding at him in understanding.
“Sorry. Should we leave now?”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“I’m all right, Jake,” he assured his best friend and sniffled a little.
The two of them sat in silence for the next few minutes. He ate all the cupcakes in a hurry, doing his best to ignore his aching heart. When he was done, he took big gulps of his smoothie before leaning back against the chair and staring at his trembling hands on his laps. Jake only ordered a slice of rose apple pie and a cup of green tea, but the man wasn’t even done with half of the slice of pie.
“Not hungry?” he inquired, trying to fill in the weird extended silence between them.
“Do you want it?” Jake countered and pushed the pie toward him.
He shook his head. “No, thanks, Jake. I’m full.”
“Ray, should I drop you off at home before—”
“No, I’m going with you to the restaurant. I can help you out tonight. No problem at all. I just want to stay busy. It gets my mind off…things, you know?”
“Are you sure?”
They didn’t talk at all while Jake finished off the remainder of the pie and his cup of green tea. The tense silence stretched on between them. Neither of them uttered a single word as they made their way out of the bakery toward the car. In fact, they didn’t communicate verbally with each other all the way to the restaurant. However, Jake reached out and grabbed one of his hands in a silent gesture of support and understanding. He appreciated what Jake did at the moment, but he couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, he turned his head away from his best friend and gazed out through the window at the passing scenery as he cried quietly.
Once they were both completely naked, he moved down lower, extending his tongue and lapping at Raymond’s erect nipples, one delectable bud at a time. He gripped the other man’s hard cock with his right palm and stroked it gently. He pressed his bulkier, muscled body down onto Raymond’s leaner one, effectively trapping his boyfriend underneath him. He groaned deep in his throat as his lover’s writhing body resulted in the delicious friction of their bare skin. He chuckled deeply when Raymond attempted to push him down. He knew what the man wanted from him, but he was going to take his own sweet time in torturing his lover until they both exploded from the immense pleasure.
He lifted his head up and grinned at his lover. “Patience, sweetheart.”
He then licked his way down the navel all the way toward Raymond’s groin area, but he avoided touching his lover’s cock. Instead, he licked his right index finger and pressed it against the rim of Raymond’s hole. It slipped in with a little difficulty, and he moaned out loud. It was so tight and warm. He couldn’t wait to bury his cock inside it. Nevertheless, he wasn’t ready for it yet. He simply licked the juncture between Raymond’s balls and thighs, one at a time, smelling the sweaty, musky scent.
“Jake, don’t. I was all sweaty. I haven’t—”
“Shh…I want to taste you.”
He snickered but didn’t pull away. Instead, he continued lapping at his lover’s balls with his tongue pressing flat and rough against them. He dragged the tip of his tongue up and down, eliciting the most amazing whimpering sounds out of his lover. He continued the ministration until he was satisfied before moving down even lower and lifting Raymond’s ass up higher. He then pressed his nose closer, sniffing the tangy scent and licking it hungrily.
His lover’s writhing and whining only served to drive him insane with lust, so he drove in deeper with his tongue, frantically needing to hear the man’s repetitive groaning sound. It was even better when he felt Raymond’s hand grabbing his hair rather painfully before pushing Jake’s face impossibly closer to that delicious hole. His cock strained and twitched in the air. He could only rut desperately against the mattress as he tasted his lover’s hole.
Moments later, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore. He was getting too close. He moved up and took Raymond’s cock inside his mouth before increasing the suction. He dove down lower, one enticing inch at a time until he could feel the other man’s bush against his nose and smell the dried sweat. He growled deep in his throat and swallowed, massaging the head of Raymond’s hard cock over and over again.
“Feels good?” he asked softly when he pulled away.
He chuckled when Raymond reached for his shoulders. “What do you need, sweetheart?”
“Your cock. Please.”
“Speak clearly, sweetheart.”
His breath was forced out of him when Raymond abruptly rose higher and gripped his hair painfully before practically screaming into his left ear.
“I want you to fuck me. Hard.”
“Okay, hold on. I need the condom and lube.”
“I want you to fuck me bare. I’m clean. I got myself tested after Ian. The first one was two days after he left the apartment. The second one was a week after I moved in here.”
“Fu…fuck! I’m clean, too, sweetheart. I got tested twice myself. The last one was a few days ago.”
Raymond snickered at him. “Confident much?”
“Nope, just hoping that I’ll get to breed your ass without a barrier between us.”
“Do it then. Fuck me. Come inside my ass.”
He squeezed his eyes shut and attempted to regulate his breathing and regain some control. Otherwise, he would climax the second he buried his hard cock inside his lover’s ass. He opened his eyes and gazed at his lover before kissing the other man passionately, lustfully. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he broke away and snagged the lube off the bedside table. He probably coated his cock excessively, but he couldn’t wait any longer. He placed his cock against the rim of his boyfriend’s hole and pushed in roughly.
“Is that what you want?” he growled loudly.
“Yeah. Fuck! Give it to me.”
“Hold tight, sweetheart.”
He set a punishing pace as he pounded into his lover repeatedly. The incredible sensation of Raymond’s tight warmth gripping his cock was incomparable. He could feel every inch of Raymond’s ass when he dragged his cock out before he hammered into it mercilessly. Their mingled gasps and moans filled the room. He had to shake his head multiple times as the sweat kept on rolling down his face and dripping onto his lover’s face. Raymond held him tightly with both arms before wrapping those sexy legs around his waist, effectively constricting the movement of his hips. He rutted desperately and whimpered when Raymond’s hard cock rubbed incessantly against his chiseled stomach.
“Come inside me, babe. Please. I want your cum. Make me yours.”
He lost it after that and shouted as he reached his climax, his cock spurting out plenty of cum inside Raymond’s hole. The sensation grew more intense when he felt the warmth of his lover’s cum coating his upper body. The squishing sound that resulted from his cock grinding with the cum he just deposited in Raymond’s ass, coupled with the slickness from Raymond’s orgasm between their torsos, aroused him further. If he didn’t have any refractory period, he would definitely be fucking his lover again.
“That…that was unbelievable,” he panted against Raymond’s lips. “Thank you, sweetheart.”
“No, thank you. You’re a fucking stud.”
“Yeah?” He preened a little from the compliment.
Raymond snickered at him in response. “Uh-huh. Can you go again?”
“Give me twenty minutes.”