Authors: Amber Kell

Tags: #Erotic Romance Fiction

Overcoming His Pride (9 page)

BOOK: Overcoming His Pride

2.31Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub

Read Book Download Book

ads

Also available from Totally Bound Publishing:

A Wizard’s Touch: Farren’s Wizard

Amber Kell

Excerpt

Chapter One

“Touch me!” Farren Azar growled at his lover.

Dan Stewartson flipped back his brown hair where it had fallen across his brow. His blue eyes glowed with lust and appreciation. “Now, babe, there’s no hurry. We have plenty of time.”

“Trust me—you are running out of time. If you don’t do something soon, I will take over.”

Dan nipped at his neck. Pleasure poured through Farren. His toes curled and his breath stuttered. His body struggled between the pain of too much sensation and the greedy urge to get more.
Oh fuck!
He’d never had anyone explore his erogenous zones until he’d met Dan. His lover damn well owned the map to them.

Dan slid his face across Farren’s neck, and the rough hairs on his cheek sent shivers rippling across Farren’s skin.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Soon,” Dan promised. “Very soon. Hang in there, a little more.”

“Now!” Heat flushed through Farren’s body. He clenched his fists and pushed the fire back, deep inside where it couldn’t escape.

I can’t lose control!

He took long, slow breaths and mentally shoved his magic in a box and locked it with triple industrial locks. If he burned Dan, he’d never forgive himself. It had been too long since he’d purged his magic. He should’ve cleared out his system before going to bed with Dan, but he couldn’t resist Dan’s smile or anything else about him.

Dan grabbed Farren’s wrists and pinned them over his head. Farren sighed with relief. Dan’s brief show of dominance couldn’t have come at a better time. With his wrists pinned, Farren couldn’t burn Dan with his fingers.

“You like it when I take control?” Dan asked.

“Sometimes.” Especially when Farren was seconds from losing the tight leash he had on his magic.

Dan kissed Farren, nipping his bottom lip when he finished. “One day I’m going to tie you up and have my wicked way with you.”

Farren’s heart skipped a beat at that promise—more because the words indicated they would be doing this again than because he cared to be tied up. “We’ll see. Maybe I’ll tie you up instead.”

The image in his head of Dan spread out and bound in place for Farren’s pleasure almost had him coming from the thought alone.

He groaned.

“I might just let you.” Dan bit Farren’s right nipple.

“You are a toothy guy aren’t you?” Farren teased.

“Maybe I’ve been hanging around wolves for too long.” Dan’s sexy mouth tilted up at the corner.

Farren figured Dan had probably been having too much sex with werekin. He quickly blanked that thought before jealousy spiked his magic. This was going to be the first time they went all the way and Farren didn’t want to ruin it by setting the bed on fire. “I’d prefer if you keep them out of your bedroom.”

If he were dressed and not lying beneath Dan with their erections rubbing together, he might have been able to pull off nonchalance. By the change in Dan’s expression, he knew he’d failed.

“I’m not seeing anyone but you,” Dan promised. He kissed Farren, a silent vow that he eagerly accepted.

“Good,” he said once Dan had finished kissing him stupid. “Me either.”

“Excellent.” Dan released Farren’s hands to grab his hips. He slithered down to lap at Farren’s cock.

Farren groaned. “Inside me, now!”

He’d never been happier that his roommate tended to spend the night elsewhere. Truth be told, Maddox was a complete slut. In the three months since they’d roomed together, Farren could count on one hand how many times Maddox had actually slept in his bed.

The perfect roommate—or he would be if he weren’t so intent on getting into Dan’s pants. Although Dan hadn’t said anything, Farren wasn’t an idiot. He saw how Maddox watched Dan. From the glares Dan sent Maddox, Farren had no doubt his roommate had hit on his man and that Dan had shot him down.

“You want to face me or roll over?” Dan asked.

Nerves jangling, Farren thought over his choices. He didn’t know how his magic would respond to Dan penetrating him. “I’ll roll over.” Farren worried that his eyes might change colour or his hands turn too hot. He’d had enough experience in the past to know he didn’t always look human when he came. Farren planned to hide his true nature from Dan until at least their five-year anniversary.

Farren bent his knees, tilting his ass up.

“Oh man, that’s a beautiful sight.” Dan groaned. He slapped Farren’s butt, the sound loud in the quiet room.

“Ow.” Farren turned his head to glare at Dan. “Stop that.”

Dan grinned then reached around and pumped Farren’s erection. “Doesn’t look like you minded that much.”

“My cock doesn’t know what’s good for it. Don’t take its advice.”

Dan laughed. He grabbed the lube off the table. Farren sighed when Dan’s finger circled his hole. He scooted closer to Dan’s touch only to have his ass slapped again. “Will you stop that?”

“No.” Dan’s mild tone had Farren laughing.

“Feeling dommy today, are we?”

“Maybe.”

Each of Farren’s shoulder blades received a soft kiss. A bite to the back of his neck pulled a moan from his throat. “Damn, that feels good.”

“I’ve got something to make you feel even better.” Dan slid his erection between Farren’s ass cheeks, pressing the hard rod along his crease.

“In!” Farren demanded. He gritted his teeth as he fought to keep the magic inside.

He desperately needed Dan to wrap up their lovemaking before he lost it. Dan slid a finger inside Farren, but only one. Farren groaned.

“More.”

“Don’t make me spank you again,” Dan warned.

“Bossy.” He would’ve complained more, but Dan took that moment to slide in another finger.

Farren arched his back and pushed into Dan’s touch. He concentrated on keeping his magic inside and not exploding into flame.

Dan took a few more minutes to prep Farren. Just as Farren was about to snap, Dan speared Farren’s hole with his cock, pressing inside and spreading Farren perfectly.

“Yesss,” Farren hissed at the burn and stretch.

“Relax, babe. Am I hurting you?”

“No.” Farren couldn’t gather enough syllables or gain enough breath to form longer words.

Kisses showered his shoulders and back. Dan’s hot breath bathed Farren’s neck and sweat dripped across his skin. In slow, controlled motions, Dan slid in and out, lingering unnecessarily, in Farren’s opinion.

“Harder!” Farren needed to feel Dan for days. If he didn’t survive his magical purging, he wanted this to be his last memory.

“You’ll take what I give you.”

“Remember, paybacks are a bitch,” Farren warned.

Dan patted Farren’s hip. “That’s what I’m counting on.”

Farren almost came from the image in his head, of him screwing Dan. “Oh, fuck.”

Dan’s body shook with laughter. “Like that image, do you?”

“Yes.”

“Next time.” Dan wrapped his hand around Farren’s cock, sliding his touch up and down Farren’s skin in a tantalising tease. “I want to feel this inside me.”

Farren groaned.

“That’s it.” Dan tightened his hold and rubbed harder, giving Farren the friction he craved. Farren’s orgasm seemed to snap whatever leash Dan had over his control. Growling, Dan pumped his hips, driving into Farren with a new ferocity that almost triggered another orgasm.

“Yes!” Farren might not be able to come again, but he still enjoyed the sensation of Dan sliding inside.

Dan grunted, the noise deep and guttural, then collapsed against Farren. “You melted my bones.”

For a second Farren’s heart almost stopped until he realised Dan was speaking figuratively. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now get off me—you’re heavy.”

Dan laughed. He slid off the bed and stumbled to the small, attached bath.

Farren rolled away from the wet spot. He mumbled a short spell, smiling when the mess quickly vanished off both the bed and his skin.

“Nice,” Dan approved. “I love that spell.”

“Mmhmm, come here.” It would be wiser to send Dan on his way, but Farren couldn’t just toss his lover out of bed.

Dan immediately climbed back on the bed and snuggled close. “You are always so warm.”

You have no idea.

Order your copy here

About the Author

Amber Kell has made a career out of daydreaming. It has been a lifelong habit she practices diligently as shown by her complete lack of focus on anything not related to her fantasy world building.

When she told her husband what she wanted to do with her life he told her to go have fun.

During those seconds she isn’t writing she remembers she has children who humour her with games of ‘what if’ and let her drag them to foreign lands to gather inspiration. Her youngest confided in her that he wants to write because he longs for a website and an author name—two things apparently necessary to be a proper writer.

Despite her husband’s insistence she doesn’t drink enough to be a true literary genius she continues to spin stories of people falling happily in love and staying that way.

She is thwarted during the day by a traffic jam of cats on the stairway and a puppy who insists on walks, but she bravely perseveres.

Email:
[email protected]

Amber loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at
http://www.totallybound.com
.

Also by Amber Kell

Hellbourne

Back to Hell

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Switching Payne

Supernatural Mates: From Pack to Pride

Supernatural Mates: A Prideful Mate

Supernatural Mates: A Prideless Man

Supernatural Mates: Nothing To Do With Pride