It’s Christmas. Would you trust a Werewolf?
“A Little Light Loving” blurb:
Cord’s a werewolf and the holiday
season makes Cord’s skin itch, his head ache, and his wolf side agitated.
Usually he goes on vacation at this time of year but he wants to be with
Dillon.
Cord decides to rent a little cabin in
the mountains for the holiday week and Dillon agrees to come with him. They
have a few wonderful days together, then Cord asks Dillon about werewolves and
Dillon reveals his abhorrence of the animals and his animal heritage. Cord’s
heart is breaking that the man he loves could be so mistrustful of him. How can
they have a future without trust?
PG13 EXCERPT
You need your fucking head examined. Going off
to fuck a werewolf? Where's your brain?
Dillon chastised himself as he followed Cord's truck. Oh, yeah, that's right -- it's in your pants. Well, you deserve
everything that happens to you, then.
Yeah, but all that's going to happen is that
I'm going to get laid. And it'll be excellent, I know, because Cord's so yummy.
Idiot.
Quite likely. But I'll be a contented, sated
idiot.
Having lost the argument with himself,
and being unaccountably happy and excited at the thought of spending the night
with Cord, Dillon jumped out of his car, beeped the security system on, and
bounced across the parking lot to where Cord was standing waiting for him.
The man did look yummy. Hunkalicious.
Dillon was tempted to lick his lips but managed to refrain. He didn't dare look
down to check, but he was almost certain his dick was leading the way to Cord.
To bed. Oh yes!
Side by side they walked up the
stairs, their steps echoing with a hint of urgency, Dillon’s heart beating
faster and faster the closer they got to Cord’s apartment.
Cord kicked the apartment door shut
and pressed Dillon to the wall. Dillon stared into Cord's eyes. Their faces
were almost on a level. Cord was just the slightest bit taller than him. His
breath hitched at what he saw in Cord's gaze. Lust. Desire. Passion. "Kiss
me," he breathed.
"I plan to do a whole lot more
than kissing," said Cord, holding Dillon's chin in one hand.
Dillon licked his lips. He couldn't
help himself this time. He leaned forward and very deliberately rubbed his cock
over Cord's.
Cord hissed, then pressed back against
Dillon, pushing him hard into the wall with his full body weight. When Cord was
plastered tight against Dillon's body from hips to shoulders, he flicked his
tongue across Dillon's nose, eyelids, forehead, and jaw line, as if savoring
the flavor.
Dillon reached up and grabbed Cord's
head, sliding his hands through the thick, silky hair, then holding tight.
"I thought you said you were going to kiss me. That's not a kiss."
"This is, though," said Cord
in a half-strangled, husky tone, before plunging his tongue into Dillon's mouth.
Cord's tongue was everywhere, tangling
with Dillon's tongue, rubbing along the insides of his cheeks, sliding over the
roof of his mouth. Dillon tightened his grip on Cord's head, holding it still
so he could thrust his own tongue in return, matching Cord thrust for thrust,
stroke for stroke, until they were both breathless and gasping for air.
"Now that was a kiss,"
panted Dillon, grinning.
"Bedroom," said Cord.
"I don't want our first time to be against a wall."
Berengaria
Brown Bio:
Berengaria
is a multi-published author of erotic romance: contemporary, paranormal (magic,
ghosts, vampires, fairies, dragons, and werewolves), futuristic, medieval, and
Regency-set historical. She loves to read all different kinds of romance so
that is what she writes: one man/one woman; two women; two men; two men/one
woman; three men, two women/one man, three men/one woman…. Whatever the characters
need for their very hot happily-ever-after, Berengaria makes sure they get it.
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