When Logan hurt the scientist who captured him, she had his claws ripped out as punishment. He’s rescued, along with two others, by Shawn, the man he knows is his true mate. Scared and ashamed, he runs from Shawn, knowing he could never be an equal.
Shawn is an Enforcer and follows after Logan when he leaves, knowing his mate is unable to defend or feed himself. It’s not out of pity, but out of love. In order to fight Logan’s demons, however, he has to teach Logan that love heals, it doesn’t destroy.
But everything changes when Logan finds out he’s expecting a child, engineered from the very scientist who took away his claws.
Be Warned: MPREG, m/m sex
“You can hunt with me.”
Logan held up his hand, showing the ugly stumps where his nails used to be. “And how do you propose I do that? You’d be better off finding someone who isn’t worthless.”
Shawn growled low in his throat, and in the next instant, Logan found himself hauled up by his lapels. He stared into Shawn’s deep brown eyes, saw the anger. Instead of being afraid of him, though, butterflies erupted in Logan’s belly and his dick hardened behind his zipper. He couldn’t help but glance down at Shawn’s lips, and he had the almost overwhelming urge to bend his head and kiss them.
“You’re not worthless,” Shawn snapped. He shook Logan a little, just enough to snap him out of the sexual haze that had ensnared him. Logan tried to pull away, but Shawn just tightened his grip. “I know you don’t believe me. I know you think that bitch fucked you up beyond repair. But you are so much more than just your claws, Logan.”
And the next second, Shawn’s mouth had covered his.
At first Logan was too shocked to do much more than lay limp and unresponsive. It was not a gentle, romantic kiss as their teeth smashed together under the demanding pressure. Shawn’s tongue forced open his mouth, to dominate him in ways that he never thought he’d like. All coherent thought fled as his body went up in flames, and Logan wrapped his arms around Shawn’s waist in an effort to get closer. The bigger, older cougar growled again, only this time it was one filled with raw desire, and it called to something deep within his own body. A scent filled his nostrils. Deep. Woodsy. An aphrodisiac to his senses. It went straight to the pleasure senses in his brain and made his cock rock hard.
When they parted, breathing hard and heavy, they stared into one another’s eyes. It was then that Logan realized Shawn must be feeling something similar because his dark eyes were dilated. His body was tense. Straining. His chest heaved as if he’d just run a marathon.
“You felt that,” Shawn stated. “You smelled it, I know you did.”