Hiding His Wolf (MMM)

Urban Affairs 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 35,943
7 Ratings (4.6)

[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, werewolves, HEA]

Half-breed Werewolf Levi York hides his shifter identity while he works as a bouncer at Hot Rods, a leather club that features slave auctions. When Noah Levy goes on the block, the wolf-shifter recognizes the human as his missing friend. He tracks the buyer, Simon Black, and initiates sex to get close to Noah. Guilt-ridden, Levi tries to justify a very real attraction to the man who owns his friend, but he can't reconcile his feelings. There's definitely chemistry between them, but Simon is the adversary who stands between him and Noah.

Levi is right to be wary. Simon is hiding his real identity. He's a federal agent, and he's using Noah as Werewolf bait. But Simon is having second thoughts. He never expected to fall for the prey—and the bait. Now, he's determined to help both men—but first he has to convince Levi to trust him.

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Hiding His Wolf (MMM)
7 Ratings (4.6)

Hiding His Wolf (MMM)

Urban Affairs 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 35,943
7 Ratings (4.6)
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Another good edition to the series. Looking forward to the next.
Great reading although the ending was unusual, its ends with the story still up in the air so to speak but I guess the main idea behind the story is that the three men are together.



A tangible sense of excitement built and intensified as the time for the last slave auction drew closer. Already, a large group of anxious men had gathered around the low, makeshift stage, asking questions and admiring the slave waiting for his turn on the auction block. The bidding took place in a private room at the club, and the bouncer, Levi York, stood at his post by the door, ready to check the ID of any latecomers. He kept one eye out for trouble and the other on the proceedings across the room.

What’s so special about this man?

The previous four auctions had featured extremely attractive men, but Levi knew management always saved the best for last, and he wanted to see the goods for himself. Shifting position, he peered around the bodies taking up space between him and the platform.

A heavy curtain of long hair hid the slave’s face as his head dropped forward. The slim blond seemed oblivious to all the attention surrounding him. Levi figured the man had to be exhausted after all the preparations a slave had to endure before being sold. No doubt Blondie had gone through the usual routine—enema, waxing, and bath before being oiled and locked into the studded leather harness with attached cockstrap. A two inch metal cockring ensured that every time the man moved, there was a tug on his junk. It made his erection look enormous.

The slave broker reached out and roughly yanked on the slave’s prick. The blond’s erection grew even thicker and longer, causing an excited outpouring of catcalls and wolf whistles from the crowd. The broker, a big, stony-faced motherfucker, stood to one side allowing the potential buyers to inspect the merchandise. After a few minutes, the broker pulled on the chain that was attached to a studded leather collar around the slave’s neck. It took a few tugs until finally, the slave turned to show off his back. A butt strap was connected to a D-ring on the back of the harness, keeping an inflatable butt plug firmly in place. The contraption had locking buckles to ensure that the harness would stay on until his new Master unlocked it.

The bidders ate it up. They were salivating and circling like vultures. Some of the men were forward enough to pinch the slave’s nipples, and a few brave souls went right for his ass and stiff dick. The blond moaned. He didn’t seem to mind the attention or the groping hands massaging his most private parts.

Levi York held back his own moan as he watched. His inner wolf, a predatory animal, was positively drooling at the sight of the smaller, submissive man. The randy beast raked claws along Levi’s gut, urging him to take the slave himself.

Down, boy.

Rolf, his embodied animal spirit, didn’t understand. Levi could never afford a slave, and interrupting a sale was a good way to get himself killed. He fumed, angry at himself for allowing his wolfish nature to take the upper hand once again.

Wolf-shifters were extremely sexual creatures. That physical side of him could not be denied. But in Levi’s experience, sex was enormously complicated. His big muscular frame shouted top, and most men who were interested in having sex with Levi expected to be fucked—hard and fast. Levi’s aggressive wolf was happy to oblige, but sometimes his human nature revealed a submissive need to be dominated by a strong male. Levi’s pheromones had an annoying habit of responding in different ways, depending on his particular partner at the time. And sometimes the energy would shift between him and his lover midstream. If his dominant partner went a little soft, his own dominant side would start to prickle and his wolf would push the boundaries. Levi’s lover might push back and retain his dominance, or the energy might shift and Levi would have the other man restrained in no time. The majority of his partners were weirded out by this exchange of sexual energy. They didn’t want to blow Dr. Jekyll and end up getting fucked by Mr. Hyde. They wanted and needed more set boundaries for a given scene. Unfortunately, in some ways Levi was a slave himself—a slave to his pheromones. He couldn’t make any promises.




A strong, muscular arm wrapped around Levi’s waist, and a hard chest pressed against his back. Levi gasped at the feeling of being caught. Simon had him trapped between his big body and the brick wall, a position that Levi found exciting as well as a little disturbing. Levi had had very few partners taller than himself, and he liked the sensation of being overpowered. Levi’s wolf was another story. His inner beast railed against submission and the muscular man currently blocking its only avenue of escape.

Logically Levi knew that there was a difference between giving up some control in a physical encounter and completely surrendering like…like a slave. Like Noah. That was the problem. He kept putting himself in Noah’s place—a helpless slave with no will of his own. Maybe if he could look into Black’s eyes, he could at least establish an illusion of power-sharing that would make him more comfortable. He struggled to turn, but Simon wouldn’t release his tight grip. Christ, he was strong. A shudder ran through Levi’s body as he felt his muscles contract and release. His wolf wanted out. Levi tensed and exerted a great force of will to keep the enraged animal inside him.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” Simon rubbed an impressive erection against his ass, and a shiver of anticipation shot right to Levi’s groin. The man’s heavy weight settled against his back, giving off a possessive, demanding vibe that made Levi’s cock fill. Good thing this human couldn’t scent his pheromones.

“I want to fuck you.” Simon’s voice throbbed in his ear.

Levi couldn’t help the groan that escaped his mouth, or the growl that followed it.

“Very sexy.”A tongue traced his earlobe, and then teeth nipped at Levi’s neck, leaving goose bumps in their wake. “Put your hands up on the wall.”

Levi did as he was told, and a muscular thigh pressed between Levi’s legs, spreading them apart. A hand came around his waist to unzip his pants. He went commando, and there was no obstruction to the big hand searching for his aching shaft. Harsh animal sounds escaped the back of his throat and Levi pressed his hot flesh further into Simon’s hand.

“Like that, do you?” Simon’s voice took on a rough tone.

Levi bit his lip to hold back a startled cry when Simon increased the pressure on his cock.

“I thought so. As soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew you weren’t into gentle.” Simon released his prick and moved his hand down farther to capture his sac. He squeezed, making Levi squirm in his grasp. But Levi’s writhing and incoherent noises just made Simon rub and squeeze harder. A finger crept behind his balls, tracing the taint. Levi groaned as Simon rubbed the sensitive flesh that led to his asshole. Suddenly, the long digit penetrated past the tight muscle, stroking the wall inside, and making Levi moan even louder.

This was what Levi had been missing—a masculine touch other than his own. Simon seemed to know exactly what effect he was having on Levi. Every touch was calculated to produce a whimper or a groan. Torn between the desire for more and a wolfish urge to turn and attack, Levi was caught totally off balance.

Suddenly, Simon pulled away, sliding his finger out of Levi’s tight sheath of muscle.

“Fuck!” Levi protested, his squirming body searching for the lost touch.

“Patience, baby. I won’t leave you hanging.”

Levi’s black shirt was yanked up and off, exposing his torso. The chill of the night air and the friction of the rough brick on his nipples sent shudders through his body. Simon’s big, warm hands explored his chest, rubbing and pinching the tight nubs. Without warning, teeth sank into the tender flesh of his shoulder, and then a wet tongue soothed the bite. Simon had zeroed in on his tattoo, and for a second Levi tensed. But Levi liked a little pain with his pleasure and the sensation drove everything else from his mind. It was a huge turn-on, taking Levi closer to the edge of a climax.

Simon continued to lick and suck at Levi’s neck and ears, ignoring his pleas for release. Finally, Simon hooked his thumbs in Levi’s pants and shoved them down over his hips. Levi heard the rasp of Simon’s zipper going down, and his heart thudded like crazy at the prospect of being fucked in a place where anyone could discover them.

A hard steel column of flesh rode the crease of Levi’s ass. “Want me?” Simon muttered harshly.


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