[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Romance, Alternative, Paranormal, Contemporary, Werewolves, Shape-shifter, MM, HEA]
One bar. Four rough, possessive, and sexy werewolf brothers looking for love.
Dominant werewolf Devlin is the oldest of the Winter brothers. The Howling Wolf bar and taking care of his brothers is his life. Dev has no time for love or mates, only one-night stands. But when a brave little Omega enters the bar looking as though he needs to prove something, Dev knows Saz is trouble. Saz isn't his ususal type, and the Omega certainly deserves more than what Dev could give, but Dev has a problem staying away.
Saz is an Omega wolf on the run from his abusive ex. He’s eager to start fresh in a new town and bravely enters The Howling Wolf bar. The bar caters to the rough crowd in town, but Saz’s wolf instantly recognizes the rude but sexy bartender as his mate.
Dev thinks this is just a hookup—but Saz knows there could be so much more between them.
Omega wolf Jon can’t stop thinking about the gorgeous Greek god in human skin who saved him from his abusive ex. Everyone knows the Winter brothers, especially Cade, don’t date. The attraction between them is instantaneous but, for some reason, Cade’s insistent on keeping his distance. When the ice finally breaks, Jon’s past comes back to haunt him, threatening the fragile bonds he’s built with Cade.
Dominant wolf Cade was a soldier, part of a special ops team composed entirely of shifters. And yet, Jon proves to be a bigger challenge than PTSD. From the moment they meet, Cade instantly knows Jon is his mate. He’s never had a problem finding guys to warm his bed, but he’s scared of screwing up his chances with Jon. Jon’s too good for him, but Jon claims they’re two damaged souls who are meant to be.
Can they conquer their private demons and make a future for themselves as mates?
“Alone, Omega?” asked a new, oily voice.
A huge bald shifter took the seat next to his. His wolf identified the man as a werebear.
“Let me buy you a drink,” the guy continued.
“No, thanks. I’m fine.”
The stranger frowned. “Come on. Let’s have a good time.”
Maybe being blunt and getting right to the point was the best option. “I’m not interested.”
The werebear snarled, narrowing his eyes. “What are you, some kind of uptight bastard?”
“N-no, it’s not that.”
“There’s only one reason why an unmated Omega would come to a place like the Howling Wolf,” hissed the man, grabbing his elbow.
Saz tried to tug it back, but the guy’s grip felt like iron. “I’m new in town. I only wanted one drink.”
The stranger laughed. “Stop playing hard to get. One good hard fuck would make you feel all better.”
Genuine fear crawled down Saz’s spine. He was twenty-two and still a virgin Omega. Saz ran away from Thad knowing the bastard wasn’t his Mr. Right. Giving up his purity to this asshole wasn’t an option.
“I didn’t come here to fuck. Leave me alone.”
His response seemed to only enrage the werebear, who tightened his grip on his arm.
Oh God. Saz could already see this asshole dragging him to some dark corner and having his way with Saz. Didn’t the bartender, Dev, already warn him he didn’t belong here? Why didn’t he leave the moment he realized this place catered to an unsavory crowd?
“Didn’t you hear what the Omega said, Dave? He’s not interested,” said a deep new voice. The next thing Saz knew, Dev was standing outside the bar and beside his shoulder. When did Dev get there? Why would someone who’d been rude to him earlier decide to help him?
“I was just being friendly, Dev,” Dave complained. “This Omega’s been giving me strange signals.”
“I wasn’t. I said I wanted to be left alone,” he replied.
“Let him go or I’ll toss your sorry ass out of my bar,” Dev said careful, tone serious.
Saz blinked. Dev owned the Howling Wolf?
Dave growled under his breath. “You want this Omega for yourself? Fine.”
The werebear must have been frightened of Dev because he walked away without a fight.
“Thanks,” he told Dev gratefully.
The dominant wolf snorted and returned to his bar. Saz went back to his seat and sipped his beer. He didn’t have to enjoy it yet.
“You’re still here?” Dev asked, skeptical.
“What, you’re going to throw me out, too? I haven’t had my beer,” Saz protested.
Saz looked at his beer. “I know that.”
“Apparently stubborn as hell, too.”
“Why did you save me?”
“I don’t want a fight breaking out. My brothers and I have already gotten in trouble a week ago,” Dev muttered.
“Not because you like me?” Saz had the courage to ask.
“Nope. You’re not my type.”
“How can you decide that? You don’t know a single thing about me.”
“Then tell me.”
A customer wanted to order, but Dev didn’t turn. “Cade, handle him.”
The other bartender lifted his eyebrows and studied Saz before turning to the customer.
“Uh.” Fuck, but Saz always got nervous when he became the center of attention. It didn’t help that Dev looked intense.
“I heard you mention to Dave you just moved in,” Dev pressed.
“You heard that?” Saz asked with some surprise. He looked down at his beer. “I wanted a new start for myself. All my life I’ve relied on others, and they’ve been making decisions for me all my life. I wanted to change that. “
Dev looked contemplative. “Why Green Creek Valley? There’s nothing here.”
“It’s quiet here. There’s no dominant animal group who claims this town as their territory, and the supes seem to integrate well with the humans.” Deciding he wanted to know more about Dev, he asked. “How about you?”
“You opened a bar here.”
Dev shrugged. “My brothers and I grew up here. This bar belonged to my family for generations. Green Creek is our home.”
“That’s what I’m looking for,” he finally said. “A home.”
“You never had a place to call home?” Dev asked.
“I had a house, well, lived in a pack house with ten other families, but I never considered it home.” A laugh slipped out. “I don’t know why I’m telling you all this. You’re practically a stranger, a rude one at that.”
Dev let out a laugh that went right to his dick. Oh shit. This dominant wolf was bad news, and yet Saz was captivated. Mesmerized.
“Let me remind you, Omega. I saved your cute little ass.”
No. Saz would never forget that.
“I have a name you know, Dev.”
The man raised his brow.
“What are you doing to me?” Saz finally asked.
“I should be the one asking that. You strut into my bar, taking away reason. You make me want to be a better man, Saz.” Dev’s words shocked the fuck out of Saz.
“I like you the way you are,” Saz replied.
Dev paused, raising his head to meet his gaze. The sight of the dominant’s wolf golden gaze, full of desire and hunger, added fuel to his own. Saz culled the urge to bend, to offer his neck to this male and beg Dev to take him.
“No. You hardly know me. I’m not good enough for you.”
“Then why aren’t you stopping?” Saz had the audacity to ask.
“Because being bad is what I’m good at and I fucking want you.”
Saz looped his hand around Dev’s neck. “Then stop stalling.”
“You wanted to tell me something earlier.”
He took a deep breath, hoping revealing the truth won’t put off Dev. “I’m a virgin.”
Dev reeled back, as if Saz delivered one hell of a punch.
“I’m not going to change my mind,” Saz said before Dev made a silly decision out of respect for him. “I choose you.”
At Dev’s silence, Saz continued, “Dev, talk to me. Are you disappointed?”
Dev let out a wobbly harsh laugh and shook his head. “Fuck no. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, knowing I’ll be your first. I won’t ask again. Are you sure?”
His answer seemed to rev up Dev, who took his left nipple into his mouth and sucked. Saz cried out when Dev bit down. At the same time, the dominant wolf curled his fingers around his shaft and began to pump his prick. The overload of sensations, of pleasure and pain, was nearly too much, but once more he held his orgasm back.
Dev raised his head and Saz noticed the perfect imprint of his teeth on the bud. The sight, knowing Dev marked him, gave him indescribable pleasure.
“Mine,” Dev said.
It sounded more like a growl than an actual word. Saz shuddered at the possessiveness there. At the same time, he was pleased.
“Don’t end up breaking my heart, Dev,” Saz whispered.
Dev let out a soft growl, as if the very suggestion offended him. Relief filled Saz. Dev continued making a path of kisses down the line of his body, as if reassuring Saz his worries were unfounded. Finally, Dev reached his groin.
The dominant wolf parted his legs wider, exposing his hard prick. Dev slipped out a tongue and licked away the pre-cum gathered at his tip, shattering all of Saz’s expectations. An Omega was expected to be doing all the giving in the bedroom, that was what he was taught.
“More,” Dev said, lapping at the sensitive spot under his cockhead.
He squirmed, certain his face and neck were red by now. Dev easily held his thighs wide apart and used his tongue to trace Saz’s length from tip to base. Saz’s balls, Dev took into his mouth and sucked hard.
“Oh God.” Saz whimpered, unsure how much more of this sweet torment he could take before coming.
As if reading his thoughts, Dev warned, “no shooting without my permission, Omega.”
“You will,” Dev commanded.
Saz wondered how he was able to do that, when Dev could easily wrestle control of his body from him. Opening his mouth, Dev finally took his cock between his lips. The sight of his dick disappearing down the dominant’s wolf’s mouth was astounding.
Dev applied careful suction. Needing something to hold onto, Saz clawed at the carpeting. Dev bobbed his head up and down. Certain the pressure building inside him was about to break open, Saz began to beg. “Please, Dev. I can’t hold back any more.”
Dev pulled his mouth away, raised himself up again, and took his lips. The dominant wolf ended the kiss by saying, “Come for me, Saz. Give me your surrender.”
With a loud shuddering cry, Saz came, spilling his load over Dev’s hand, splattering some on Dev’s abs.
“Good boy,” Dev said after.
Contentment and pride fluttered in his belly. His limbs felt languid, but Saz knew they were far from done. He dragged his gaze to Dev’s rock hard member and licked his lips.
“Let me return the favor.”
Dev grinned and rose to his feet.
Saz settled on his knees and looked up at Dev uncertainly. God. Dev was really huge.
Fear of disappointing the dominant wolf arose. “Tell me if I’m doing something wrong.”
“I will. Besides, I need you to get me ready. I intend to finish in you.”
Blood rushed to his prick at those words. By the time he satisfied Dev, he had a feeling he would be hard, too.
Dev speared his fingers into his hair, tugging him close. When the dominant wolf nudged his dick between his lips, Saz took him in. He sucked tentatively at first, marveling at the feel of Dev inside his mouth. Dev felt like heated steel encased in velvet softness.
“Fuck,” Dev murmured. “No gag reflex?”
“Are you still staying at the Mayflower Inn?” Cade asked.
He stiffened. Cade noticed the reaction. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t want to go back there,” Jon whispered. “I can barely afford another night there because I can’t find a damn job.”
“Still?” Cade asked. The dominant wolf frowned. At least Cade hadn’t made fun of him.
“Yeah. No one wants to hire me. I get it. Jobs are few and between and I have no experience, but I need to find one soon,” Jon admitted.
“How about the bar?” Cade suggested.
Jon didn’t know where Cade was taking him, certainly not to his motel, because they were going the other way. He still couldn’t wrap his head on what Cade just said.
“Are you offering me a job?” he asked, stunned.
“Sure. We could afford to hire new staff, and we’re filling in a couple of positions. There’s assistant cook, waitstaff—”
Jon interrupted him. “Are you offering me a job out of pity?”
He didn’t mean to sound offended. Here was a guy who saved his life and was offering him a job.
Cade sighed. “No. I know you can find one eventually, but I also know you’ll work at whatever job you find.”
Jon relaxed. “I won’t disappoint you. I can come by the bar later and fill out an application form.”
Cade laughed. “Baby, you’re already hired. This is the interview.”
“I hope I don’t disappoint you,” Jon finally said.
“I doubt you will.” Cade reached over and patted his arm.
The touch woke his dick and he tried his best to pretend to be interested in the scenery.
“Now who’s spotting the boner?” Cade teased.
“I can’t help it. You don’t have a shirt on. How am I supposed to make my dick behave?” Jesus. Jon couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this bold. Something about Cade made him a little less scared of everything. He hesitated, then said, “Cade, back at the bar, you said you can’t control yourself around me.”
Cade growled low in his throat. “You remembered that, huh?”
“Please don’t dodge the question.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you, what you’d feel like under me with my dick buried in you.”
The images Cade summoned made him blush harder and even hornier.
“I can smell your arousal, Omega,” Cade pointed out unhelpfully.
“Why haven’t you made a move?” he asked, glad he wasn’t tongue-tied.
Keeping one hand on the wheel, Cade used the other to run his hand through his hair, a gesture the dominant wolf did when he was nervous. Jon would know. He watched Cade plenty over the past two weeks.
“Because I’m not the guy for you. Jon, there’s a reason my ex-lovers call me a bastard,” Cade explained.
Jon snorted. “You sleep around only because you haven’t found the right one.”
He expected Cade to ask Jon if he was the right one, or laugh at him.
The silence seemed to stretch on forever, before Cade spoke. “Maybe you’re right. We’re here.”
Cade parked the car by the curb. Fronting, he gazed out the windows to see an apartment building. “Where?”
“My place. I’m looking for a roommate,” Cade said, easy grin back in place.
“R-roommate?” Jon didn’t mean to stutter. “I can’t pay you a month’s rent.”
“We’ll minus it from your pay. For now, you can crash and get some sleep if you don’t want to stay at the motel.” Cade got out of the car.
Was this really happening? Jon got out of the car.
“Are you sure?” Jon asked as they took the elevator to the fourth floor. Cade led him in front of the unit opposite the lift. Inside, the apartment was alarmingly neat. Who knew Cade was organized?
“Let me give you a tour, the place isn’t much,” Cade said as Jon tagged along. “Kitchen and living room. Right through the corridor is the bathroom and two bedrooms. Mine’s right at the end. You’ll be taking the guest bedroom.”
“Is that where your lovers sleep if you want to sleep in your own bed?” Jon wished he didn’t let his mouth get the better of him.
Cade regarded him. Jon had trouble focusing on Cade’s face because the dominant wolf still hadn’t donned a shirt. “I’ve never brought anyone back here.”
Cade nodded. “This is my den. Quickies are all I’m good for.”
Those words struck Jon as painful somehow. He didn’t push it. If they were going to be roommates, then Jon had time to come up with a game plan to make Cade fall in love with him.
“Jon,” Cade’s breath came out ragged. “You shouldn’t be so close to me, not when I’m like this.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” Jon stuck up his stubborn chin.
Cade shook his head. “I quit the military after that, because I no longer had full control of my wolf. That incident changed my beast forever.”
“So? That’s what a mate is for. To help anchor you back to reality,” Jon stated.
“You don’t know what kind of monster you have on your hands,” Cade said, grabbing his wrist.
His heartbeat started a staccato rhythm, but Cade only licked and placed a kiss on his racing pulse. Did Cade think he could easily scare Jon off?
“I’ve lived with a real monster,” he said, meeting Cade’s eyes. “You’re nothing like him. Cade, you’re fierce, protective, and caring”
Growling, Cade sat back on the blanket and pulled Jon into his lap. Jon’s knees were parted on either side of Cade’s leg, touching denim when he could be touching skin. He rested a hand on Cade’s chest.
“Your wolf’s frustrated, so is mine. Claim me, Cade. Make me your mate, in every sense of the word.”
“Once we start on this path, we can’t go back anymore.” Cade settled his hands on his waist, then cursed. “This isn’t how I planned tonight.”
“Plans don’t matter. We’ll improvise.”
Cade cradled his back, running his big hand up and down Jon’s spine, making him feel a little languid. Jon groaned.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” Cade stated.
Jon smiled. “You, too.”
Cade peeled off his shirt and let Jon take off his.
“Wait,” Jon said, standing to chuck off his jeans. Cade rose to his feet and he reached for Cade’s pants and undid it. When he pulled out Cade’s dick, he let out a breath.
Cade was thick, curving, and larger than Jon was used to.
“Like what you see, baby?” Cade asked, rubbing his stubbled jaw against Jon’s smooth cheek, like a huge, predatory cat.
“You’re so big,” he told the truth, beginning to reach for Cade’s dick, but Cade grabbed his wrist.
“Those are the words to a man’s heart,” Cade said, pulling them back to their earlier position, with Jon straddling his lap. Cade took his mouth again.
The kiss was biting, rough, just what Jon was in the mood for. The taste and heat of Cade went down his throat. He shifted on Cade’s lap, his own exposed dick was leaking, hardening the more their bare skin touched. Fuck, but Cade was all muscle and he loved rubbing up against all that tempting, hard expanse of skin.
Cade wrapped his fingers around Jon’s dick and started to stroke. Jon’s moan was still muffled by the demanding press of Cade’s mouth. Damn, but this man knew how to kiss.
“You can’t imagine how often I thought of this moment,” Cade said, releasing his mouth.
“I masturbate to the thought of you at night,” Jon confessed.
Cade chuckled. The bastard worked his dick with his talented fingers, alternating between fast and slow. “I know. I can hear you.”
Jon glared at him, but the sensations were too much. He gripped Cade’s shoulders. He could feel Cade’s prick against his belly and wondered how it would feel, buried deep inside him.
“I want to hear you scream out my name, baby,” Cade said, nipping his ear. The dominant wolf thumbed away his pre-cum and gave his balls a squeeze. His skin turned fever hot. Each one of Cade’s touches seemed to further spread the fire building inside him. “But not yet. You’ll hold your climax back until my say-so.”
Jon groaned. How could this man’s touch affect him so much? No, that wasn’t much of a surprise. They were meant to be after all, and he could no longer wait. “That’s so hot.”
“Wait, I brought lube,” Cade said, reaching for the back pocket of his jeans, pausing when Jon shook his head.
With a shy smile, he said, “We Omegas are self-lubricating. You didn’t know?”
Cade growled. “Fuck, no wonder Dev and Saz couldn’t stop fucking.”
Cade parted his legs a little further and gently pushed inside his hole. He groaned, already slick and ready. Cade added a second digit, stretching him.
“Please. Take me now,” he begged, blushing furiously but not caring.
Need surged inside him.
“Be patient, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Cade was so sweet. Cory hadn’t given a fuck whether Jon was ready or not. No, Jon should forget about that asshole. Only Cade and he mattered now. Cade curled his fingers, brushing against his prostate. Gasping, he sunk his nails into Cade’s biceps, but the dominant wolf didn’t seem to mind.
“Do that again,” he whispered.
Cade did, making him groan.
“I can’t take more of this torture,” Jon murmured. If Cade kept on teasing him, he’d really shoot his load, and that would be embarrassing. Jon didn’t want to ruin the moment. The only other man he’d been with was Cory, and it had been nothing like this.
“Shh, baby. I’ll take care of you,” Cade murmured, adding a third finger in. Cade did a twisting motion and pumped in and out. Pleas spilled from Jon and he was finally relieved. Cade positioned his cock head into his entrance. “Ready?”
“Fuck me now, please.”
Who was this wanton creature? Jon didn’t care. He liked this side of him and Cade did, too, apparently. Lust sparked in Cade’s eyes. Cade pushed himself in, going slow and steady. Jon groaned, seeing Cade’s abs flex. Cade was so big.
“Burns,” he whispered.
“Relax for me. I’m going to make you see stars soon,” Cade promised.