STORY EXCERPT

“This just isn’t my night.” He lived too far to walk, and there was no way in hell he was shifting into his wolf form. Not when he was wearing his favorite jeans and boots.

He took one last look around the dark, almost empty streets before heading inside the bar. It was Saturday night, and the place was packed. Music blared from the jukebox, nearly drowning out any other sounds in the crowded bar. The air was thick with the aroma of food, followed by the strong scents of alcohol, perspiration, and a mix of cologne and perfume.

In the adjacent room, the unmistakable crack of pool balls echoed through the air. Everywhere he looked, people were either eating and drinking at various tables and booths or engaged in lively conversation.

It was sensory overload but in the best way possible.

Kellen weaved through the crowd, making his way to the bar. He had two options. Wait for Cole to finally pick up his phone or wait until Jake closed down for the night and could drive him home.

When Kellen spotted a hot little twink seated at one of the booths, he knew how he could kill time while he waited.

“What can I get for you, Kellen?” Jake asked.

“Three beers.” The twink was sitting with someone, and it would be rude of Kellen not to buy the other guy a drink, too. He’d learned early on that it was wise to win over the friend to avoid any pushback when he left out the door with the one he wanted in his bed.

After paying for his drinks, Kellen took the bottles and made his way to the booth, turning sideways a few times to get through the clusters of people in his way.

He was laser-focused on the one with light-brown hair as he made his way across the room. The other guy wasn’t even a blip on Kellen’s radar.

“Mind some company?” He placed two of the unopened bottles on the table but didn’t sit. Instead, he leaned an arm against the back of the booth, raking his gaze over the one he was interested in.

“No thanks.” The guy with the light-brown hair didn’t even look up to see who’d approached their table.

“Dude, this was exactly what I was talking about!” the one with the black hair said. He turned his attention to Kellen. “I’m Braylon, and he’s Atlas.”

Atlas. He liked the name. “I’m Kellen.”

 “Have a seat, Kellen.” Braylon waved a hand across the table.

With a roll of his shimmering eyes, Atlas finally scooted closer to the wall.  Either the guy was tipsy or it was the lighting, but Kellen loved the way his gray eyes sparkled.

“So what exactly were you talking about?” he asked Braylon, but he never took his eyes off of Atlas.

“I’ll let my best friend tell you. I’m hitting the head,” Braylon replied. “Don’t you dare back out of this, Atlas.”

When Braylon got up and walked away, Kellen threw his arm over the back of the booth and turned toward Atlas. He looked even better close up. His gray eyes had flecks of black, and the guy had the cutest nose and softest-looking lips. He also smelled human.

Oh yeah. Kellen definitely wanted this guy in his bed tonight.

“I need to get married,” Atlas said.

The guy was damn good-looking but not that fucking gorgeous. “Pump the brakes, sweetheart. I was just trying to get to know you, not tie the knot.”

Atlas blinked several times then shook his head. “No, my sister needs to get married.”

“And that somehow makes it better?” Kellen asked. “If you haven’t noticed, I approached a guy tonight. Although I respect woman, they don’t have what I need.”

Laughter burst out of Atlas. “I’m totally screwing this up. That’s not what I need.”

Kellen leaned in, brushing his lips over the guy’s earlobe. “Why don’t we go back to your place and I can give you what you need?”

When Atlas turned those pretty gray eyes on him, Kellen’s dick become rock hard. He suppressed a growl as he imagined those gray beauties staring up at him while he fucked the guy senseless.

“I just had my heart broken a month ago.”

Kellen smiled. “Baby, I’m not interested in your heart. I’m interested in giving you a night you won’t soon forget.”

“I just need a date to my sister’s wedding.” Atlas swiped the bottle that Kellen had brought over and twisted the lid, though it wouldn’t come off.

A wedding? Not a chance. He took the bottle from Atlas’s hand and twisted off the cap, taking a swig before handing it to the guy. “Why don’t we go to your place and we’ll see how things go from there?”

He nibbled his way down Atlas’s neck, smiling when the human shivered. When he slid his hand up the guy’s thigh, getting closer to his cock, Atlas groaned.

“What do you say we get out of here?” Kellen brushed his fingers over Atlas’s trapped cock.

Irritation filled him when Braylon returned, dropping into the seat across from them. Atlas grabbed Kellen’s wrist and shoved his hand away. “Not tonight.”

Braylon glanced between them. “I’m gonna let you two talk. Forget about your heartbreak and get back into the dating world, Atlas.”

The guy got up and disappeared into the crowd. Kellen was going to have to switch tactics if he wanted to bed Atlas tonight. “What did your ex do?”

He eased back, giving Atlas space.

“Apparently I wasn’t enough for him.” Atlas tipped the bottle back, and Kellen’s gaze zeroed in on his throat muscles swallowing the beer. The human set the bottle down hard, glaring. “Caught him groping another guy.”

“That’s messed up.” The song changed to something slower. Kellen stood and held out his hand. “Care to dance?”

Giving Kellen’s hand a hesitant glance, Atlas finally took it, sliding out of the booth.

ADULT EXCERPT

As badly as Atlas wanted to take all of Kellen, he had to back off slightly. His cheeks were starting to get sore from being stretched so wide.

The guy eased back, taking his hard shaft with him. Atlas glanced up at him, licking his lips. “Why did you pull away?”

“As much as I love you sucking my dick, I want to get inside your ass.” After Kellen finished removing his clothes, he flipped Atlas onto his back, damn near ripping his clothes off.

Atlas laughed. He’d never had anyone this anxious to get to him.

Kellen smirked as he tossed aside Atlas’s jeans, underwear, and socks.

Jackknifing, Atlas removed his shirt then moved closer to the center of the bed. His heart raced wildly as his lover crawled toward him, his muscles rippling as he moved. Kellen reminded him of a predator homing in on its prey. The sight was a bit scary, but thrilling.

A deep groan escaped Atlas as he felt the guy’s cock sliding up his leg. Kellen stopped, his body hovering over Atlas’s, his hands on either side of his head. Atlas lay there looking up at the guy, tremors of excitement filling him.

Bench-pressing downward, Kellen glided his tongue over Atlas’s bottom lips, and then he plunged his tongue inside Atlas’s mouth.

Oh fuck. The guy had been right. This was a night Atlas wouldn’t soon forget. Too bad it was a one-off. He wouldn’t mind getting a piece of this mountain again. None of his past boyfriends had made Atlas feel such a rush.

Just as Atlas was about to wrap his legs around the guy’s waist, Kellen pulled back, twisted sideways, and opened the nightstand drawer. Atlas lay there trying to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling way too fast.

Kellen turned back around, a bottle of lube in his hand. He reared back to his knees then slid the bottom of the tube over Atlas’s inner thigh. “Have you ever stretched yourself before?”

If the guy would stop making goose bumps erupt everywhere, Atlas might be able to think. “Yes.”

Still on his knees, Kellen moved back a little. “On all fours, sexy.”

Atlas had stretched himself before but never in front of anyone. He wasn’t a prude, but the thought of Kellen watching him made his hand shake slightly as he reached for the bottle.

 Kellen pulled it out of his reach. “There’s nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart. As badly as I want you, if there’s something you’re not into, you’re free to say no.”

When he brought the bottle closer, Atlas took it. “I’ve just never done it in front of anyone.”

The guy’s eyes twinkled as he smiled. “Seeing your fingers in your ass is only going to turn me on even more than I already am, Atlas.”

Kellen said his name so seductively that Atlas shivered. Turning onto his hands and knees, he opened the cap and squirted a generous amount onto his fingers. He tossed the bottle aside, lowered his head until he was resting on his cheek, then slid his hand between his legs.

Strong fingers curled around his wrist, guiding him. Using two fingers, Atlas probed at his hole. Kellen pushed Atlas’s fingers forward, helping to breach his ring of muscles.

Then he let Atlas’s hand go. “That’s it, baby. Slid them in and out of your ass for me.”

Kellen’s voice had grown deeper. When Atlas glanced around his shoulder, his breathing hitched. The guy was stroking his own cock, his gaze fixated on what Atlas was doing. Kellen’s lips parted as raw pleasure filled his emerald eyes.

Atlas drove his fingers deeper, watching his lover watch him. With his free hand, Kellen helped Atlas add a third finger. His gaze shot to Atlas’s face, a sexy smile spreading across his lips.

“I wish you could see this.” He winked. “I have to strangle the base of my cock to stop myself from coming.”

As much as Atlas wanted to keep watching the guy, his arm was starting to ache. He pulled his fingers free, and then Kellen grabbed the lube, lathering the gel over his hard shaft.

Atlas turned his head, pressed his palms into the comforter, then jutted his ass higher.

“That’s it, baby. Offer yourself to me.” Kellen’s thighs pressed against the back of Atlas’s. The blunt head touched his entrance, making Atlas whimper.

As soon as the head popped inside, Kellen placed his palms on either side of Atlas’s cheeks. As his lover thrust forward in a leisurely motion, he pulled Atlas back toward him, impaling him inch by excruciatingly slow inch.

Atlas rose upward, rocking back onto Kellen’s cock. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to keep this pace to enjoy the buildup or slam backward.

He slammed backward, taking Kellen all the way in.

“Goddamn,” Kellen groaned. “Someone wants this cock badly.”

Atlas was stretched wide, Kellen’s shaft filling him completely. He rocked back more rapidly, his lover’s length gliding over his kill zone.

“Faster it is.” Kellen gripped Atlas’s hips, pistoning into him. His hips snapped forward, driving into Atlas harder with each thrust.

No longer able to keep quiet, Atlas shouted as each thrust sent pulses of pleasure down his spine.