[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Contemporary Romance, M/M]
Gideon Wulfe didn't know he was looking for someone special until he met Micah Adin. Gideon uses his money and power to immediately arrange their wedding that very night, determined to tie Micah to his side for all eternity. But the next morning, Micah doesn't remember Gideon's name or their wedding. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Gideon leaves, promising to send Micah annulment papers.
But Gideon still wants Micah, so he decides to find him and settle things once and for all. What he finds shocks him. Micah is still wearing his wedding ring and refuses to take it off. Micah explains that he still considers himself married to Gideon and there is nothing Gideon can do to change it. Gideon bets differently and takes Micah to bed, unsure if he's trying to prove something to Micah or to himself.
But just when Gideon and Micah are starting to settle down into wedded bliss, someone steps in to separate them. Can Gideon trust his new husband when Micah's own father is trying to frame Gideon for a crime he didn't commit?
A Siren Erotic Romance
5 CUPS: "His Gentle Touch is classic Stormy Glenn, and I loved this story! Ms. Glenn's characters are always so realistic that your heart breaks right along with theirs when they are hurt. While she often has alphas in her books, they always have a heart of gold, and Gideon is no exception to that rule. I was able to easily relate to both Micah and Gideon and what they were going through. The sex, as always, is very hot. However, the emotions expressed between these two make this story a real jewel, and one that I will be reading over and over as time goes on. If you like big strong alphas with even stronger hearts and diminutive sexy young men who have the same, then you will definitely want to read this book. In my opinion, when it comes to writing romance in all its many forms, Stormy Glenn rocks!" -- Regina, Coffee Time Romance & More
5 STARS: "His Gentle Touch is the latest release from author Stormy Glenn and both the story and the characters have all the traits that readers have come to expect from her. Gideon and Micah are strong individuals who have overcome obstacles to become the men they are today. When they find their mate, they fall instantly and are loyal to a fault. The passion between them is fierce and easy for all those around them to see. Their story flows smoothly from the first page to the last, and while they may run into problems, the story is not so full of angst that it distracts the reader. As the author reveals their story, it is very easy for the reader to come to care for them. While some secondary characters seem to become scene fillers, those in Ms. Glenn's books become such a part of the story that I always end up hoping they get their own story. Ivan and Seth, best friends to Gideon and Micah, despite not showing up often are there when the men need them, showing the same strength of character that can be found in our heroes...All in all this is another great story from this writer, and it is sure to find its way to many keeper shelves." -- Lydia, Rainbow Reviews
5 CHERRIES: "This is a riveting, heart-warming story that will send you on an emotional roller coaster ride and have you begging for more. Ms. Glenn had me laughing to the point I was hysterical, sad to the point I was crying, frustrated that I wanted to scream, extremely mad at Micah’s father and so happy I was crying again. I didn’t want to put this book down. In actuality, I read it twice before I did finally put it down. This was my first book by Ms. Glenn and I will definitely be picking up more and will recommend it to my friends. In addition, I think you will also love reading Micah and Gideon’s story." -- Tuberose, Whipped Cream Romance Reviews
5 ANGELS: "Ms. Glenn has written a story that entranced me from the very beginning. I am fascinated by the way Micah refused to give up his dreams in spite of all the difficulties life placed in his path. It is unfortunate that Micah's father is like so many people who refuse to accept that people may have differences, but we all share the same desires for life, love, and family. Gideon is the perfect example of a Knight in shining armor when he comes to Micah's aid, but when the tables are turned we will see how far Micah will go to protect his man. The love between them is poignant and very beautiful. Thanks go to Ms. Glenn for incredible story." -- Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews
5 STARS: "His Gentle Touch will have your own libido on the rise and make you wish you had a Gideon of your own. Stormy Glenn pens wonderfully romantic, passionately hot, truly memorable tales and His Gentle Touch is a perfect example." -- Elise Lyn, Sensual Reads
“Would you like to dance?”
“Wha—” Micah turned his head to see a blond man standing next to his table looking down at him.
“Would you like to dance?” the man said again.
Micah stared up at him in surprise. The man’s thumbs hooked in the edges of his pockets. He leaned back on his heels, pushing his hips, and groin, in Micah’s direction. A wide self-assured grin covered his lips as the man winked down at him.
“No, thank you,” Micah replied, turning back to look across the room at his dream man. He forgot the man standing next to him the moment his eyes touched on the tall man’s again. Damn, he was hot!
“Come on, gorgeous, come dance with me. Or we could just cut out the foreplay and go straight back to my place.”
Micah frowned, turning to look back up at the annoying man. “No, thank you. I’m not interested.”
“Oh, come on, don’t be like that,” the man drawled as he reached for Micah’s arm. Micah tried to pull away, not realizing what a firm grasp the man had on him until he was pulled to his feet. God, he hated that!
“Let go, now!” Micah yelled, trying to pull his arm away from the man, but the man mirrored an octopus. His hands seemed to be all over Micah. Every time Micah pulled him off one part of his body, he landed somewhere else. Before he knew it, Micah was being pulled onto the dance floor.
“I said no, damn it. Now let me go!” Micah yelled again. He just started to lift his leg to knee the man in the groin when he was suddenly lifted off the floor. Micah’s eyes widened when he looked down and realized that a single muscular arm held him off the floor by several inches.
“Is Petey bothering you, liebling?” asked a deep rough voice that made Micah’s bones melt. Pressed as he was with his back up against the man’s chest, he could feel his deep voice vibrate all the way down to his toes.
Micah raised his head, then raised it some more. Oh boy, was he tall. Even being held off the ground several inches, Micah still had to look up to see into his smoky gray eyes. And they were gorgeous eyes, nearly the color of a summer storm cloud.
“Hey, Wulfe, I didn’t know he belonged to you. I…I would never have—” the shorter blond man stammered nervously.
Wulfe turned his head to look down at Petey. “It doesn’t matter if he belongs to me or not, Petey. He said no. You should have left it at that. Now, I’m going to have to tell Bruce about this. It’s not okay to force someone to do something they don’t want to do.”
“Oh hell, Wulfe, don’t tell Bruce. He won’t let me back in again for a month, and I just got back in here tonight. Besides, I didn’t mean it, not really. He sat all by himself and he’s just so damn sexy.”
Wulfe turned his gaze back to Micah, staring intently down at him. “I couldn’t agree more.”
“I’m really sorry, Wulfe. I just—” Petey stammered again.
“Go away Petey, and I might forget I ever saw you,” Wulfe replied as he walked back toward the booth Micah sat in before. Micah raised an eyebrow, amused that the man didn’t set him down on his feet, continuing to carry him as he walked.
“Um,” Micah said as he quickly glanced down at the floor, then back up to Wulfe, “are you going to put me down?”
“Do you really want me to put you down?” Wulfe asked, his voice rumbling.
Honestly? Hell, no, but it just didn’t seem right to let another man carry him around, no matter how big he seemed.
“What’s your name?”
Micah could feel his cheeks blush as Wulfe smiled down at him. “Micah? I like that. It’s very—nice. Is there anything you need from your booth, Micah?”
“My booth?” Micah asked in confusion, his mind still on the strong arm wrapped around him. He frowned, looking down at the seat he had sat in.
“Yes, I’d like you to come sit with me. Is there anything you need to get from your booth first?” Wulfe asked.
“You want me to come sit with you?” Micah repeated, stunned at what the gorgeous man said to him.
Micah trembled when Gideon’s hands touched him. His long fingers wrapped around Micah’s ankles and pulled until Micah lay in the middle of the bed. Gideon slowly climbed up the bed until he lay between Micah’s thighs, his body covering Micah’s.
The groan that built up in Micah since Gideon started taking his clothes off rushed from his mouth. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back as Gideon began planting little kisses along his jaw and bare throat.
“Mmm, you taste as good as I remember, liebling,” Gideon murmured. He licked at the soft skin beneath Micah’s chin. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!
“I’m going to eat you up.”
Large hands covered Micah’s skin, caressing him, arousing him. Micah thought his head might blow off. His hands clenched against Gideon’s broad shoulders. He widened his thighs, Gideon settling closer to him. Micah could feel his hard cock pressing against Gideon’s abdomen leaving a trail of pre-cum as he humped his hips.
The pressure building inside of him was so intense Micah didn’t know how long he could last. He wanted this for so long, dreamed of it. Now that it was actually happening, Micah thought he just might burn up and die. But not before he felt Gideon inside of him.
“Gideon,” Micah pleaded. He thrust his hips against Gideon again. “I need you, Gideon.”
“I have you, liebling,” Gideon replied.
God, yes, he did.
Micah’s mind went blank when he felt Gideon’s fingers move against him. He distantly heard a drawer open, felt movement as Gideon grabbed at something then settled back between his legs. He didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was Gideon’s body pressed against his and the soft pressure of fingers pushing inside of him.
Micah never thought to feel this again. He also knew he would have to remember every last second of it for future fantasies. His body soaked up every last touch, every single soft breath against his skin.
A small part of Micah’s soul rebelled at the thought that he would never have Gideon like this again. He knew he should be protesting, something. He shouldn’t give into Gideon’s seduction just because he ached so much. Gideon didn’t love him, not like Micah deserved, not like Micah dreamed about.
Micah knew when Gideon left he would be devastated. He wasn’t even sure he would be able to live through it. The time before had been hard enough. This time would be even harder because now he would have a much clearer memory. But it would be so much more than he had before today.
A long tortured groan fell from Micah’s lips as long thick fingers pressed into him. Even if he felt a slight tinge of pain, Micah was glad he hadn’t brought anyone home since meeting Gideon. It made it all that much sweeter to know he hadn’t been unfaithful to his husband, even if Gideon denied that status.
Gideon sat up and knelt between Micah’s thighs. Micah tried to reach for Gideon needing to touch him, to hold him, but Gideon grabbed his ankles and placed them over his strong shoulders. He grabbed Micah’s hips.
Micah’s body vibrated. He knew what was coming. He craved it. Micah’s hands fisted in the blanket on each side of his body. He felt Gideon’s hard cock press against him. He was ready, oh, so very ready, but Gideon seemed to hesitate.
Micah’s heart began to beat frantically in his chest. Had Gideon changed his mind? And at this late point in things? Micah knew he would do anything to have Gideon one last time. Micah tilted his hips and pushed back until the head of Gideon’s cock pushed past the first ring of muscles.
He heard Gideon groan above him. He felt Gideon’s hands dig into his hips to the point of bruising in a kind of pleasurable pain. It told Micah that Gideon was really here, that the thick cock thrusting into him was not made up from his desperate imagination.
“Oh God, liebling,” Gideon moaned. “I missed this so much.”
Micah would have voiced his agreement if Gideon hadn’t pushed into his ass the last few inches at that exact moment. His head arched back, his mouth falling open. Micah couldn’t do anything except feel.
Slow even thrusts began as Gideon impaled Micah over and over again. Micah groaned. Gideon moved so slow, so controlled. Micah wanted him out of control. He wanted Gideon to be as frantic as he felt.
Micah reached up and plucked at Gideon’s nipples. He squeezed his inner muscles around Gideon’s cock. When Gideon’s body settled over the top of him, Micah latched onto the soft skin of Gideon’s neck with his lips and teeth.
He felt Gideon’s body press him down into the mattress as the powerful thrust of his hips increased. He could hear the breath in Gideon’s throat escape in a raged moan. The hands that held Micah’s hips trembled.
Micah felt a tingle start at the base of his spine and move up through his body. He knew he was about to come and Gideon hadn’t even touched his cock. He wanted Gideon to come with him. He wanted this memory.
Micah framed Gideon’s face with his hands and looked up into his eyes. What he saw shocked him. Gideon’s grey eyes were filled with bewilderment, desire. Most importantly, they seemed to be filled with adoration.
“Come for me, love,” Micah commanded.