Fangs for the Memories

Monsters inK 4

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 34,246
6 Ratings (4.5)

Help! There’s a lion in my living room.

Ever since becoming Monsters inK’s lawyer, Ray O’Connor has kept secrets. Forget that his clients aren’t human, his worst fear would be the discovery that he writes erotic romances. But when a winged lion invades his home, Ray’s life goes to hell. Tajan is a cat-cop. His mission to rescue his brother becomes complicated the moment he sets his paws down on the savage planet called Earth and is confronted by Ray, a sexy man who ignores his own nature, because of past hurts. Beneath Ray’s façade is a man with the heart of a lion… Taj has many weapons at his disposal to draw forth the cat, not least of which is seduction. Ray doesn’t stand a chance.

Fangs for the Memories
6 Ratings (4.5)

Fangs for the Memories

Monsters inK 4

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 34,246
6 Ratings (4.5)
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The water in the bath tub heaved. Ray opened an eye to see Taj standing in the water, naked, with an erection that rose almost to his navel. Ray sat up as Taj lowered into the bath, sitting opposite him.

“What are you doing?” Ray asked.

“Joining you.” Taj leant back, arms along the bath edge. “We need to talk.”

“Oh yes?”

“That kiss.”

“Spur of the moment.”

Taj snorted. “I was lips, but you were tongue.”

Ray flushed.

“When I’m kissed like that, I need to know why.”

“So how many men have kissed you like that?” Ray’s voice was low, it almost came out as a growl.

“None. And I have never kissed another like that, either. Interesting. I didn’t realise humans had such appetites.”

“It was just…”


“That exercise, it fried my brain.”

“If you’re going to lie to me, then concoct a better one.”

“Go to hell!” Ray went to stand up, but Taj’s leg crossed over his, holding him prisoner.

“You kiss me, you tease me, then you deny it. Raymond, this game you play is very dangerous.”

Ray swallowed. “I’m not playing any game.”

“I’m pleased to hear that. I don’t like being teased in such a way.” He smiled. “Teasing is an art form, Raymond. If one is teased, one should expect resolution—eventually—that’s what makes it worthwhile. Your tastes are for a man. Deny it no more.” Taj’s gaze was stern. “Turn around.”


“Turn around, heart-of-mine. Purrrrrr.”

“You called me that once before.”

“This is different. Then I called you that as a friend. Now, I’ve added the purr. It means intimacy, a promise of things to come.” His gaze heated. “Come being the operative word. I’m not going to hurt you, Raymond, but it’s time for us to deal with this. At least, let me give you release, as a friend, soon to be lover.”

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