The last place Kyle thought he’d ever come back to was Blackwater Falls.

He’d come there as a boy when his father married a shifter, and left town after high school when he’d had his heart broken by one of them. His qualifications could have landed him a position in a big city, making good money, but he was through with stress and drama. Being Military Police for all of those years and a couple of tours in Afghanistan had pretty much chewed him up and spit him out. What was left felt like a burnt out shell most days. He’d taken a job as Hawke Sutherland’s new deputy as a last resort. If he could stand to be around the shifters, he might just be able to do this.

Spencer Sutherland takes one look at him and knows Kyle’s the mate he’s been waiting for, but Kyle has serious commitment issues, and he’d vowed long ago never to become involved with a shifter again.

Is Kyle ready to take a chance on love and find what he’s been searching for all along?

Sometimes love has a way of finding you whether you’re ready or not.

Cougar Country (MM)
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Spencer turned to tell him it all looked good when without warning, Kyle grabbed him around by the throat and threw him up against the front door. With his other hand, he grabbed Spencer’s crotch and slammed his ass against the door too.

Spencer felt his eyes almost pop out of his head as he looked at him. The man was strong as an ox. He could have gotten loose if he’d struggled, but he was too surprised to do much more than stare back into those gray eyes, now only inches from his face.

"Now suppose you tell me what you really want, Spencer. You been dancing around it long enough. Asking me to lunch, finding me a house--checking out my ass." He grinned at the look on Spencer’s face. "I saw you the other day when I was helping you pick up those nails." He moved his right hand down to rest on Spencer’s shoulder, his thumb stroking his collarbone. His left hand ground into Spencer’s groin through his jeans.

Spencer moaned and shut his eyes, unable to stay quiet. He heard himself make little whimpering noises that he’d probably feel embarrassed about later.

"Open your eyes and look at me, boy. Tell me what you want."

"Y-You. I want you. Since the first damn minute I saw you," Spencer said softly, staring into that compelling gaze.

"Is that right?" Kyle’s gaze prowled up and down his body thoroughly as he continued the rough massage through Spencer’s jeans. "Take off your shirt."

Trembling but eager, Spencer skimmed it over his head and watched Kyle’s gaze as it swept hungrily over his muscular chest. "Nice," he said softly. He bent his head and swiped a slow tongue over one of Spence’s nipples and smiled as he shuddered.

"You like that, hmm?"

Spencer nodded and then winced as Kyle squeezed his balls. "Answer me with words. Tell me how much you liked it."

He licked the other nipple, which immediately plumped up, hard and aching. "Please," Spencer groaned, and he squeezed his balls again.

"Please what?"

"I-I want to make love to you."

Kyle smiled and looked him in the eye again. He nipped at his bottom lip and then licked it. "I’ll be the one to fuck you, sweetheart. Not the other way around. Does that suit you?"

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