[#423 Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, werewolves]
Murphy Clover is in for the ride of his life. Maribel professes to be his number one fan when she finds out he secretly writes e-books. Murphy politely declines her attention, letting her know he’s gay. This only makes her more determined to have Murphy, and now she has escalated to violence.
Ludo Chernov was wrongly accused of giving a mate unwanted attention, and now he tries his best to stay away from them. The only problem with that plan is that he needs the help of one of them to find his mate.
Murphy knows Maribel is real. She’s hurt him twice already. When Ludo thinks she is a figment of his imagination, Murphy starts to question his own sanity. But there are a few mates who know he isn’t crazy, and they escape the estate to prove his innocence. Will the mates help Murphy in time, or will Ludo have him locked away?
Note: Each book in Lynn Hagen's Brac Pack collection focuses on a different romantic couple. To enjoy the overall story arc and crossover characters, we recommend reading the series in sequential order.
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ADULT EXCERPT
Murphy licked his lips, staring at Ludo with a deep smoldering desire in his eyes, longing and begging mixed in to create such a seductive look. Ludo flicked his tongue out like a serpent, tasting what was fated to be his for the first time.
Pre-cum dissolved on his tongue, sending his senses reeling. The softness of his mate’s skin amazed him. Ludo pushed the cock past his lips and let it slide down his throat, watching his mate the whole time.
His heart melted when Murphy brushed aside Ludo’s hair and smiled down at him.
Ludo flattened his tongue then rubbed it up and down his mate’s shaft, tracing the large vein that ran the length of it. Murphy groaned and fell back onto the couch. His hips hitched up, and his hands shot out, one grabbing the coffee table and the other fisting the back of the couch.
While keeping the length secured in his mouth, Ludo moved aside and pulled his mate’s jeans the rest of the way off, turned him, and then pulled Murphy’s legs onto his shoulders. Much better. Now Murphy was sitting straight up as Ludo knelt on the floor before him.
“Holy crap, crazy men know how to suck cock.” Murphy panted.
Ludo chuckled around his mate’s shaft. He cupped Murphy’s balls, rolling them around as he sucked the flared head, and flicked his tongue into the slit. Murphy’s cock was weeping heavily with the delicious taste, and Ludo cleaned every drop that emerged. He pulled back, kissing the head before pushing Murphy’s legs back to his chest.
“No, no, no, put it back. I’ll give you whatever you want if you put my cock back into your mouth. You want my store? All yours. Now suck it,” Murphy babbled as his head rocked back and forth.
“Vasha kozha kak letniĭ briz, kotoryĭ laskaet mne mozhet,” Ludo whispered against Murphy’s skin and then flicked his tongue across the head of Murphy’s cock.
“Yeah, if you say so.” His mate writhed under him.
“Your skin is like a summer breeze that caresses my soul,” Ludo translated for his mate. He nipped Murphy’s thighs and then kissed away the sting before running his tongue across Murphy’s perineum.
Ludo ran his tongue over Murphy’s hidden jewel. He bathed the tight hole, sucking the skin up, then used the tip of his tongue to circle around it.
“Okay, okay,” Murphy chanted. Ludo glanced up at Murphy, his mate’s eyes darkening with desire. The amber color danced around like small flames. His lips slammed over his mate’s puckered opening, and then he slid a finger in, the skin stretching and welcoming his invading touch.
His tongue languorously worked the muscle until it relaxed, allowing another finger to join the first. Ludo licked around his knuckles, wetting the entrance so that his fingers easily slid in and out. “So beautiful.” He breathed out roughly.
Murphy’s head was thrashing from side to side, his lips slightly parted as he panted and moaned.
“You taste so fucking good.” Ludo praised the muscle at his lips. He dipped down and bit into his mate’s thigh. Lust, desire, and every damn sexual emotion under the sun were burning through him. The need to claim Murphy was eating at his very soul.
Ludo had to lean back and take a deep breath. Never in his life had he felt such strong surges of neediness, possessiveness, and a yearning so maddening that he thought he was losing his mind. He was told that when he found his mate the need to claim would be strong, but no one ever mentioned how all-consuming it would become.
“I’m ready, I swear.” Murphy pushed down on Ludo’s fingers, impaling himself and pleading to be fucked. Ludo thrust two more fingers in and stretched his mate, twisting and turning his wrist.
When he felt his mate could handle his cock, Ludo removed his fingers and stood, kicked his boots off, and then shucked his jeans. He tossed his shirt over to the pile of clothes and then knelt before his mate, claiming his mate’s pouting lips, the intoxicating scent still lingering on his lips, sharing it with the man that he would love forever.
“Need you.”
“I know, rebenka.” Ludo pulled Murphy onto his back, hiking his right leg over Ludo’s arm. His mate’s cock lay so prettily on his lower abdomen. The sight had Ludo’s mouth watering for another taste.
Next time.
Next time he would savor the long, thick, and blood-filled cock. Right now he needed to be inside his mate, buried so deep they became one entity.
“Fuck me, Ludo,” Murphy whimpered.
His mate began to writhe around, pushing his ass down toward Ludo’s protruding erection.
“Hold still.” Ludo placed a hand on his mate’s stomach. “Let me love you.” Ludo lined his cock up and felt Murphy’s body opening for him, accepting him in like a long-lost lover. The tight hole firmly gripped his shaft and pulled him in.
