Who Let The Wolf Out

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Hoosier Werewolf 2: Who Let The Wolf Out Kate Steele All rights reserved.

Copyright ©2007 Kate Steele

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Prologue Ethan Parks, standing at a bar, waiting for a drink should be a contradiction in terms. Or the beginning of a really strange joke. Dustin aimed a quirky smile at his brother. “What?” Ethan asked, tilting his head in inquiry. “Nothing really. I’m still getting used to seeing you this way,” Dustin answered with a sweep of his hand, taking in his brother’s new look. Ethan had gone from quintessential nerd to classic cool. Gone were the dress or casual slacks, business or polo shirts. Now he wore jeans and tees or fashionable button down shirts that showed off the new definition of muscle that accented his slim body. With the new look had come greater self-confidence, something that was further boosted by Ethan’s lover, Crewe. Dustin couldn’t be happier for him. His brother Ethan was a sweet, gentle soul who’d endured a lot of teasing and angst during his formative years and beyond. Despite their elder brother Nick’s and his own efforts, they were never able to completely shelter Ethan from those who were determined to hurt him. They’d done the best they could, but Ethan had become quiet and withdrawn. Cruelty and those who wielded it always seemed to find an opening. Boys like the one Ethan had been, gawky and skinny, always seemed to garner contempt from their peers. As though they didn’t have enough to contend with. It amazed Dustin to see his brother now. So happy, so in love. Dustin let his gaze wander across the room to Ethan’s lover, Crewe Jackson. Crewe was a good man and a determined one. He’d swept Ethan off his feet and radically changed his life with tender care and patient, loving attention. It was clear to see he loved Ethan, especially when he gave his brother those sizzling looks that were so hot Dustin feared the paint would start peeling from the walls.

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It was those looks that made him think of his own situation. Though he was seeing someone, Jerry Knowles, on a fairly regular basis, there was something missing. Jerry was nice, attentive when they were together and the sex was decent even hot at times but… and that’s where the problem was. The proverbial “but.” When the thought of your relationship was qualified by a “but,” all was not as it should be, Dustin mused. And then there was Chad Sutter. Dustin was aware of the stares that Chad had been bestowing upon him. It was impossible to ignore the waves of heat they generated. They swept relentlessly down his spine, tightened his sphincter and lodged in his cock. It was all he could do not to sprout wood and spontaneously combust. They were the kind of looks that when sent his way, if he dared meet them, challenged the paint peeling ability of Crewe’s blistering regard for Ethan. It was beyond disconcerting. Chad was more than handsome but he seemed to be such a calm, solid person. The kind of guy who was clever, quiet and competent. The kind of guy you’d never think of in terms of scorching hot sex. And yet when Dustin looked in his slate-gray eyes, sometimes there was something so wild, so incredibly primitive and fierce, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to run or throw himself at Chad’s feet. He had the oddest notion that the choice wouldn’t matter. The results would be the same either way. Those who ran from predators were eaten just as surely as those caught standing still. The thought made him shudder, not with apprehension but with anticipation. Was it that glimmering bit of feral heat Chad directed his way that made Dustin liken him to a predator? God knew the man walked with the grace of an animal well versed in stalking its prey. He certainly had the sleek, athletic body of a hunter. Still there was something deceptive about Chad’s appearance. He projected this tranquil and serene aura while inside something wicked lived. “Dustin?” Dustin jumped. “What?” He refocused his eyes on Ethan. “Whoa. Where did you go? You were looking a little wigged out there.” “I was thinking about the way Chad sometimes looks at me.”

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“Like he wants to eat you up?”

“That’s exactly what I mean. I see Crewe give you those same looks.”

“I know.”

The dreamy sound of Ethan’s voice made Dustin grin. “You love it. Hell, I guess

I can’t blame you, but did you ever think there was something strange about those two? There’s an odd connection there. They’re not related but I’ve heard them call each other, brother.” “That’s easily explained. They were in the same college fraternity,” Ethan answered. “Hmm, I suppose that could be it. It just seems like more.” Both brothers turned their gazes on the two men who sat at a table across the room.

*** “Dustin has a boyfriend.” Chad Sutter turned away from the dance floor where a crowd of happy, horny and sweaty people were shaking it to the music. He turned to face the speaker. Crewe Jackson, his closest friend, was giving him a very neutral, casual look. Other than his fingers drumming on the table Chad gave nothing away. “Says who?”

“Dustin. He was telling Ethan about this guy he’s been seeing for the last couple

of months.” “Serious?” Crewe shrugged. “Can’t say. He didn’t go into that much detail but apparently they see each other quite a bit. They’ve exchanged apartment keys. What’s that tell you?” Chad continued to drum his fingers on the table. The idea of someone touching Dustin made his temperature rise. Since he’d discovered Dustin was his mate several weeks ago, Chad had begun making plans to claim him. The thought that Dustin might

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actually be lost to him was unbearable. Tendrils of anger and frustration began to weave their way through his insides. He growled when Crewe touched him. “Down, man. This isn’t the time or place to let the wolf out.” Chad growled again, the sound low, rough and raw. He could barely speak. “Someone is trying to claim my mate. He’s mine.” Shocked at the intense feelings that churned within him, Chad struggled to calm himself. Crewe was right. This wasn’t the time or place to let the wolf take control. Chad was proud of his ability to stay calm under pressure. In the courtroom his cool demeanor while under fire was legendary. Funny how this one human had the power to bring out the wolf in him. The wolf was all about passion, primitive emotions and needs. The wolf was the fire inside the man. He took a deep, calming breath, a breath that brought him a whiff of Dustin’s fascinating scent. Ethan and Dustin were returning from the bar, drinks in hand. That bracing scent marched in, opening places inside him that had been closed off while stirring needs Chad had never felt before. He set his sights on Dustin, giving the young man a look that was ablaze with desire. A wave of satisfaction swept through him at the faint flush of Dustin’s cheeks, the thickening behind his zipper and the unmistakable musky tang of his arousal. No way was Chad losing him. Dustin’s supposed boyfriend didn’t know it, but he’d acquired some very determined competition.

Chapter One Chad sat at his desk going over the legal briefs from his last case before handing them over to be filed. He was meticulous about making sure every ‘T’ was crossed and every ‘I’ dotted. So far, the morning had been nothing but routine. With little to distract him, he’d had a bit of trouble keeping his mind off Crewe’s late night revelation about Dustin’s involvement with another man. The thought still rankled and Chad found his fingers tapping on the desk in agitation. Grimacing, he balled them into a fist. He closed the folder before him and was in the act of putting it into his out basket when the phone rang. Picking it up, he answered with a curt, “Yes?” “Call for you on line two, Mr. Sutter. It’s Crewe Jackson.” “Thank you, Patricia,” Chad replied, striving to soften his tone. He hit the button for line two. “Crewe? What’s up?” “Are you sitting down? ’Cause you’re not going to like this.” “What?” “Dustin’s been arrested.” “What! What the hell for?” “Dealing drugs.” “You’ve got to be shitting me.” “I wish I was. Ethan’s frantic. Can you take Dustin’s case?” “Hell yes, I’ll take his case. Where is he now?” “City jail.” “I’ll get right on it. He’ll be out as soon as I can arrange bail.” Chad hung up the phone, quickly clearing his desk and grabbing his coat. Stopping long enough at his assistant’s desk to clear his appointments, he rushed out of the office building that housed his practice and that of several other lawyers. He fished

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his keys out of his pocket and using his remote, unlocked the car and started the engine. Opening the car door he flung his coat inside, slid behind the wheel and mused that like a cowboy of old, he was riding to the rescue. With a self-deprecating snort, he could only be glad that in this case, it was horsepower and not horse flesh that carried him.

*** Dustin sat on a hard, unpadded bench with his head in his hands. The fact that he was in jail still made his head swim. How could the police have possibly found ecstasy in his apartment? And so much of it, over two-thousand pills! It was a nightmare he kept hoping to wake up from but the wood under his butt, the concrete under his feet and the iron bars that locked him in were all too real. Real too had been the handcuffs the police had slapped on his wrists and the trip to the station in the backseat of a police car. He’d been photographed, fingerprinted and given the opportunity to make a phone call. Thank God Crewe and Ethan had been home. Crewe promised to call Chad and wasn’t that just the most pleasant thought Almost as welcome as the thought of what Nick would say. Oh fuck. Dustin wasn’t sure which of the two men he least wanted to face. At the sound of the door opening that led to the holding cells, Dustin looked up, his eyes widening in astonishment. A police officer was escorting what appeared to be a tall and rather bulky, blonde woman in a flaming red dress. They stopped in front of his cell. “Got some company for you,” the officer snickered. “I thought there were separate cells for women,” Dustin commented, appalled at the idea of women being forced to share cells with men. “This ain’t no lady.” Looking again, Dustin now understood the policeman’s mirth. This was indeed no lady. Closer inspection revealed the woman was a man in drag. It was all he could do not to sigh out loud in resignation. Being gay and hanging out in various clubs, Dustin had met his share of transvestites. Some were perfectly nice and as normal as anyone else could claim to be but others had a tendency to be a little over the top. Please let this be a regular guy in a dress and not a hysterical drama queen. The officer opened the

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cell, waved in the new prisoner and relocked the door. He walked away chortling to himself. Dustin scowled at the man’s retreating back. “Whatever happened to simple courtesy?” he muttered. “Don’t mind him. He’s a horse’s ass. Hello, sugar. What are you in for?” Shifting his gaze to his new cellmate, Dustin found himself being openly ogled. He debated his options then shrugged. “Dealing drugs.” “Oh, naughty, naughty. You’re a bad boy. I could tell just by looking at you. I happen to like bad boys, especially ones that look as yummy as you. This jail time gig is looking up. How about we get acquainted before the rest of the gang shows up? My name’s Wanda. What’s yours?” Wanda proceeded to join Dustin on his bench, crowding close and going so far as to press a hand to his thigh. Dustin raised an eyebrow, lifted Wanda’s hand away and scooted a bit, putting some space between them. “Wanda, I’m all for being friendly but um, you’re not my type. And did you say rest of the gang?” “Oh sure, sugar. The whole club got busted. This guy in the audience kept up with the catcalls and one of the girls finally jumped him. The whole crowd went nuts. Any minute now this place is gonna be packed with the gang from Transitions.” “Transitions?” “It’s a new club, sugar. Very hot. You don’t get out much, do you?” Wanda batted “her” eyelashes in a way Dustin supposed she thought was sexy. “You stick with me, bad boy. I’ll broaden your horizons so wide you’ll never have to say, ‘now I’ve seen everything.’ You’ll have seen it, touched it, tasted it and done it. It’ll be an experience you’ll never forget.” Oh, God. Dustin just managed not to roll his eyes. “I’ll just bet it would but I’m not interested. I’m seeing someone,” Dustin hinted. Rising to his feet, he walked to the front of the cell, glancing back as he went. Wanda rose as well, following with an exaggerated sway of her hips.

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At that moment, the door at the front of the holding cell area opened and began disgorging a parade of police officers and prisoners. The newly minted inmates were an eclectic mix of transvestites like Wanda, to guys dressed in simple jeans and tees. Dustin’s cell door was opened and men in dresses fluttered in. The cacophony produced by this flock of painted and glittering jailbirds was nearly deafening. Dustin stood back and stared in dismay until a hand slid over his ass. He jumped and whipped around, coming face to face with one of his new cellmates, a slim man in a lime green, satin sheath wearing a brunette wig styled in a sleek pageboy. “What do we have here?” the new arrival asked in a smooth, cultured voice. The man wore coral lipstick, heavy foundation and false lashes so thick Dustin could only wonder how he was able to lift his lids. Wanda shoved herself between Dustin and his new found admirer. “Back off, Betty. I saw him first.” “Oh, but look at those muscles. There’s more than enough of him to go around.” The man Wanda addressed as Betty reached around and squeezed Dustin’s bicep. “Hands off, floozy. He’s mine.” Drawn by Wanda and Betty’s fledgling argument, the rest of the “ladies” formed a circle to watch the fun unfold. Dustin desperately wanted to disappear. The last thing he wanted was to be the cause of a cross-dressers cat fight. The fates, it seemed, decided to give him a break. His luck took a definite turn for the better in the form of the police officer who appeared at the door to his cell. “Parks, Dustin! Front and center. Your bail’s been posted.” Heaving a deep sigh of relief, Dustin squirmed through the crowd and made his way to the front. The officer opened the cell, let him out and secured the door behind him. About to follow in the policeman’s wake, a hand reached through the bars and grabbed his forearm. Turning back, Dustin found Wanda smiling at him. “I would have rocked your world, sugar.”

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Dustin grinned. His relief and being sprung from jail made him nearly giddy. “My world’s rocky enough at the moment, but thanks.” He leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to Wanda’s cheek before walking away to a chorus of sentimental ahhhs. Out once again in the police station proper, Dustin sobered as he was lead to a counter where he signed for the return of his personal items. He put the money he’d had on him back in his wallet and stuck it in his pocket then slid his wrist watch in place on his arm. That done, he headed for the front door and found Chad seated in a chair in the waiting area. Chad, dressed in a finely cut business suit, wore what Dustin had come to realize was his usual calm expression. There was no sign of the sensual man who’d sent him looks so hot they all but blistered his skin. This Chad was buttoned down and all business. I wish I felt as calm as he looks. Dustin’s heart was pounding, the stress and anxiety he’d tried hard to hold in check, choosing now to break their bonds. Chad rose to meet him and the two of them shook hands. Dustin was sure his grip was a little too hard and that he held the contact just a little too long, but he didn’t give a damn. He’d never been so happy to see anyone in his life. Apparently Chad understood and didn’t mind the contact. He increased it by giving Dustin a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Are you all right?” Dustin nodded and expelled a deep breath. “Yeah. I can’t tell you how glad I am to see a friendly face. I take it Ethan or Crewe called you?” “Crewe did.” “So you know what they arrested me for.” “Felony possession with intent to distribute. Yes, I know.” “I still can’t believe it,” Dustin said, the stark reality of it hitting him again when a police officer walked in the front door with a prisoner in handcuffs. “Can we please get out of here?” A surge of desperate need to be away from this place struck so hard, he had to rein in the impulse to slam through the front doors and run as fast and as far away as possible.

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“Of course. My car’s this way.” They walked in silence to Chad’s car. Once inside, Dustin laid his head back against the headrest with a sigh. He felt a headache coming on and grimaced, rubbing his forehead. Opening his mouth to speak he turned his head to see Chad silently watching him. The expression on Chad’s face silenced him. It was a look that was all at once fierce, tender and filled with concern. It was possessive yet overlaid with determination as though Chad was reining in his desire, waiting for a signal from Dustin to let go. Dustin’s heart and stomach clenched while his breath picked up speed. Before he could say anything Chad turned away and started the car, breaking the spell that held him. He sat up and buckled his seat belt, his mind racing while Chad steered the car out of the parking lot. If he’d questioned it before, he did no longer. Chad wanted him. Dustin wasn’t about to deny that the feeling was mutual, but first he’d have to break it off with Jerry. He’d never been the kind to play games like some guys he knew. Pitting one lover against another or dangling several at once held no appeal. Dustin was, most of the time, a happy go lucky kind of guy but he was serious when it came to his love life. He was loyal to his lovers and he expected the same from them. When it came right down to it, as fun as dating was, he wanted a solid, long-term relationship with someone he could love and trust. Even though it complicated things, he could only be grateful that this trouble he found himself in hadn’t affected whatever Chad was feeling for him. Taking a steadying breath, Dustin broke the silence between them. “How did you get me bailed out so quick? I thought I’d have to spend the entire night in jail, if not longer.” “Luckily the charges against you were one of a group that already has preset bail amounts assigned to them. I just had to arrange for the bail to be paid, otherwise you’d have had to wait for a formal arraignment and a judge to set bail.” “At least I got accused of a convenient crime,” Dustin commented with tired sarcasm which he quickly swallowed. “Sorry, I shouldn’t bitch, I should be thanking

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you. I guess I’ll be doing that a lot before this is over. So Ethan and Crewe came up with my bail?” “It’s okay and no, they didn’t.” “Nick?” “Um, no, not exactly.” “What do you mean?” “It was a little steep.” “How much?” Chad named a figure that made Dustin blanch. “Holy shit. If they didn’t… then who?” “Me.” “You? You put up my bail?” “Yes.” “Why?” “Because Crewe and Ethan and Nick are my friends and because…” Chad glanced over at Dustin. “Look, it’s no big deal. I didn’t risk anything. It’s not like you’re going to run away and make me lose the bail money.” “Still, that’s a lot of trust to place in someone you barely know.” “Maybe, but in this case I don’t think so. I know it’s not escaped your notice that my um, feelings for you are more than just friendly. I want you to know, I didn’t do this with any ulterior motive in mind.” “I didn’t say that. I didn’t even think it.” “Good, because I don’t want you thinking I’m trying to buy…” “Don’t even say it. The thought never crossed my mind.” “Thanks.” “You’re welcome. Although once again, it should be me thanking you.” Dustin sighed. “So, are you taking me home?” He’d been watching the passing scenery and street signs, what could be seen of them in the growing darkness. The route they were on indicated they were heading for his apartment.

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“Yes, unless there’s somewhere else you’d rather go.” “No, this is fine. I’ve got a headache coming on. I just want take something and sack out for a while.” “That sounds like a reasonable idea. Do you feel well enough to answer a few questions?” Dustin snorted. “Sure. I’m not gonna pass out or anything.” Chad smiled. “That’s good news. First of all, I wanted to give you a little warning. Since I’m your attorney, I’m going to ask questions that might be potentially embarrassing or intrusive. I want you to understand that I don’t do this because of any personal motivation. Mostly.” “Mostly?” “Well I do have a question I want to ask that I admit is based purely on my own curiosity. For the most part though, the questions I ask will be necessary in preparing your defense and I need you to be truthful with me. Can you do that?” “Yes. Whatever you need.” “All right. The first thing I want to ask is why haven’t you told me you’re not guilty? With most clients it’s the first thing out of their mouths.” “Television.” “What?” “Television, you know, criminal shows. Every time someone is accused of a crime they tell the cops they’re innocent and the cops say, ‘That’s what they all say’.” “That’s what they all say,” Chad finished in unison with Dustin then laughed. “I see what you mean.” “I just thought I’d save myself from sounding like a cliché even though I am innocent.” “I know that. I just wondered.” “So you believe me?” “Yes.” “Why?”

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“Would you believe me if I told you I could smell it if you lied to me?” Dustin turned his head and met the quick glance Chad sent him. Slowly he nodded. “I believe I would.” “Ethan said you were smart.” Dustin shot him a rueful smile. “Ethan is prejudiced.” “From what he’s told me, he has reason to be. So you’re a graduate student?” “Yes, I’m working on a degree in chemical engineering.” “That’s admirable, though not a good thing if we end up going to trial.” “What do you mean and how will we not go to trial?” “First of all the term chemical engineer suggests chemicals or in other words, drugs. It’ll stick in a judge’s or jury’s mind.” “But drugs aren’t my field of study. I’m concentrating on polymers and compounds that can be used for things like body armor for troops or law enforcement.” “We’ll have to emphasize that if your case comes to trial. Which brings me to the second part of your question. I have an investigator looking into some things. Things that may shed a light on how those drugs came to be in your apartment. If we can prove they were planted, the charges will be dropped.” “That would be great, but it’s also something I can’t help you with. I don’t know how they got there or who would put them there. Do you know where they found them? In one of my stereo speakers. The cleverest place I can think of to hide things is under the bed.” Chad’s deep chuckle soothed Dustin’s ruffled sensibilities. “You may be a bigger help than you think possible. Let’s approach this in a logical manner. Who has access to your apartment? How many people have keys?” “Me of course. There’s a spare at the house so Nick and Ethan can come in whenever they want. My landlady, Mrs. Winters, has a spare. And there’s just one other person.” “And that would be?” “Jerry Knowles,” Dustin admitted hesitantly. “We’ve uh, been seeing each other for a while.”

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“Yes, I heard,” Chad replied dryly. “So let me ask you this. Did you bring those drugs into your apartment?” “No.” “Do you think Nick or Ethan did?” “Hell, no!” “What about Crewe? He’s a possibility now that he and Ethan are together. He’s had access to whatever is in the house you share with Nick and Ethan which would include the key to your apartment.” “No, I definitely don’t believe that. Crewe’s a straight up guy. He wouldn’t have anything to do with drugs.” “What about Mrs. Winters?” “She’s seventy-three!” “Does she have any relatives or friends who come and go freely in her home? They could possibly have used her spare to get into your place.” “I don’t think so. From what she’s told me, all her relatives live out of town. Her kids finance trips for her to come visit them. I rented the apartment from her about a year ago and I don’t think she’s had more than a dozen visitors in that time. Most of those were elderly ladies like her and the occasional drop in from her minister.” “So if it’s not you, Nick, Ethan, Crewe, Mrs. Winters or anyone connected with her that leaves one person.” “Jerry? You can’t be serious.” “Do you know where Jerry is right now?” “I imagine he’s home.” “I can tell you for a fact he’s not. Jerry Knowles has left town and no one seems to know where he’s gone.”

Chapter Two “Are you sure?” Dustin demanded, “We don’t exactly live in each other’s back pockets but he usually let’s me know if he’s going to be away.” “My investigator checked with Knowles’ employer. Knowles claimed there was a death in the family and asked for a week off. He left two days ago.” “Well, that’s a reasonable explanation.” “Knowles’ only known living relative is his mother and my investigator spoke with her. She’s healthy as a horse. She also substantiates the fact that there are no other relatives in Jerry’s life.” “I don’t understand. What’s all this mean?” Chad looked over at the young man sitting in his car and his heart twisted in sympathy. Dustin was one of those genuinely nice people who saw only the good in others. He was incredibly smart, but also amazingly naïve. It was an endearing quality. One that was about to get him hurt. “My investigator, a former police officer, has some contacts within the police force. He tells me Knowles’ name has come up in an investigation they’re running. He’s a suspected drug dealer. They also think there’s a leak in the department. They had a sting planned, but some of the players they’d earmarked for pick up have gone underground. We think Knowles is one of those who were warned. I believe, and my investigator concurs, that Knowles planted the drugs in your apartment.” “But why?” “To divert suspicion from himself. Do you know what brought the police to your door?” Dustin shook his head.

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“An anonymous tip. A man called claiming that he found a couple of tabs of ecstasy on his kid. He said he got his kid to give him the name of the guy he got the pills from. The name he gave the cops was yours.” “But that’s ludicrous! If I was selling drugs I wouldn’t be handing my name out with them.” “The tipster said his kid’s a freshman at the university and that’s how he knew who you were. He’d seen you on campus.” “That’s quite a story. It’s a neat little package with a ribbon tied around it for good measure.” “It’s too neat.” “Does anybody else think that?” “As a matter of fact, they do. I can’t go into details but let’s just say you’ve got some guys on your side down at the precinct. Between them and me and my investigator we’re going to get you out of this.” “I still don’t understand how Jerry would think that diverting suspicion to me would get him off the hook.” “I’ve seen a picture of Knowles. Did you ever note the resemblance between the two of you?” “No, not really. I mean were both about the same height, same weight, same hair color… oh, shit.” “Exactly. I think he deliberately picked you out to play scapegoat for just this kind of scenario. It would be easy to mistake one of you for the other. Which leads me to believe that he also knows who the leak is in the department. Why have this contingency plan in place unless you know there’s a good chance you’ll get to use it? And the only way he could count on that is knowing there was someone who’d warn him.” “So in other words, he suckered me from the very beginning. I was nothing but, what did you call it, his contingency plan? Talk about a blow to the ego.”

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Remaining silent, from the corner of his eye Chad saw Dustin turn away to look out the window. He was obviously not thrilled at the topic of conversation and Chad could certainly relate. Dustin had been hurt by someone he apparently trusted. If that wasn’t bad enough, his personal life had just been marched out into the light of day to be examined by who? A man he was just getting to know. Someone who might be a potential lover. Someone he’d want to see him in the very best light. Chad was determined to let Dustin know that his worth hadn’t suffered in Chad’s eyes. If anything it made Chad want him more. It brought his protective instincts to the fore. No one would ever hurt his mate again. He’d make sure of it, but right at this moment there was a question he needed an answer to. Chad knew it was selfish with Dustin hurting this way but he had to know. “What about the heart?” he asked, softly. “What heart?” Dustin answered, his question distracted and confused. “Your heart.” “What about it?” “You said it was a blow to your ego that Jerry had used you. Was it a blow to your heart too? Do you love him?” Dustin sighed. “In a way. We had fun together, you know? I genuinely liked him, loved him I guess, whatever you want to call it. I mean not in an ‘I want to marry you and live with you forever’ kind of way but I thought we were more than friends. Hell, we were more than friends, we were lovers. I can’t believe he’d do this. I… I thought he liked me.” Chad turned the car onto a quiet, residential street and quickly found the house that matched Dustin’s address. Dustin’s apartment was over Mrs. Winter’s garage. He pulled into the driveway and turned off the ignition. Turning to Dustin, he examined him closely. A frown marred the space between Dustin’s eyebrows, his shoulders were slumped but the tension and unhappiness were obvious in the way his fingers picked at an invisible spot on his jeans.

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As bad as he felt for Dustin, Chad was also elated. Dustin hadn’t been in love with Jerry. He’d cared yes, but he’d recover. Chad was going to make it his personal business to heal whatever wounds Jerry’s disloyalty and betrayal had inflicted. Starting now. “He probably did like you.”

Dustin snorted. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

“It may have started out with him wanting to use you but I seriously don’t see

how he couldn’t have come to like you. I wouldn’t have been able to resist.” The lingering glance Dustin gave him from beneath his lashes made Chad’s stomach flip. Bold yet strangely vulnerable and innocent, it sent hot blood rushing to Chad’s groin. Dustin’s obvious squirm communicated his embarrassment. Chad was willing to bet if enough light had been coming in the windows, there would have been a blush heating Dustin’s face. Unable to stop himself, he reached out and brushed his fingers over the skin and light stubble on Dustin’s cheek. “Do you blush like Ethan?” he asked softly.

“Not as much, thank God, but yeah, occasionally. It’s stupid.”

“I think it’s sweet.”

“That’s ’cause you’re not the one doing it.”

“Probably.”

Dustin looked away, his eyes widening slightly as he looked out the window.

“There’s Mrs. Winters.” Chad looked over to see an elderly lady peeking out her front door. “Come on, she probably wants to know what’s going on.” The two of them exited the car and approached Mrs. Winter’s front door. It was only as they got closer that they could see she was flanked by a tall man wearing a minister’s collar. Chad frowned slightly. Something about the situation was giving him a distinct feeling of unease. His feelings were about to be proven correct. Before Dustin was able to do more than utter a greeting, Mrs. Winters was informing him that he was being evicted.

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“Evicted? Why? I’ve always paid my rent on time and never made excessive noise or anything.” “I will not have a drug dealer living under my roof. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my entire life. The police showing up at my door with the entire neighborhood looking on! I’m sorry, Mr. Parks, but you’ll have to go. I inspected the premises for damages. Since everything is as it should be, I’ve written you a check refunding your security deposit.” She handed him the check. “You’re rent is paid up until the twenty-fifth and you have just that long to vacate the premises.” The door was summarily closed in their faces. “Well this just keeps getting better and better,” Dustin commented calmly. Chad took a deep breath. He could almost smell the slow burn of Dustin’s anger as it blossomed and grew. While he couldn’t blame him for the emotion, Chad knew he had to head off a public outburst. The young man was in enough trouble as it was. They didn’t need Mrs. Winter’s calling the police. “Move in with me,” Chad blurted out. Dustin looked at him in shock. “What?” Chad took a deep breath. “I need you to stay close to work with me on your case. You’re going have to be out of here in a few days. It’s possible but unlikely you’ll find another apartment in that time which means your only other option is to move back home. That’s going mean a round trip commute of nearly four hours everyday between home and school. Stay with me until we get this mess settled. You’ll still be close to school and you can even hunt for a new place.” “What about my stuff?” “You have furniture?” “Yeah.” “Storage?” “I suppose. Are you sure you want to do this?” “Didn’t we go through something like this over the bail money?” “Well, yeah, but…”

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“No buts. Go upstairs and pack enough for a couple of days. We’ll come back in a day or two so you can decide what else you want to keep with you and what you want to go in storage.” Dustin gave him a sort of exasperated yet wondering look. “You’re the most decisive man I’ve ever met. A problem comes up and wham, you solve it.” “I don’t like lollygagging around.” Dustin turned and headed for the outside stairs that led up to his apartment. He looked back. Although he was frowning slightly he shot Chad a small, teasing smile. “I think you just like being bossy.” Chad returned his smile with interest. “That too.”

*** By the time Dustin packed and they made the trip to Chad’s house his headache was ramping up and he was ready to crash. He’d been arrested at nine a.m., spent twelve hours in jail, and then had been evicted from his apartment. Not exactly the most stellar day in his life. The highlight had been Chad. The man had a way of taking charge, smoothing the way and making it sound like with just a little effort, everything was going to be fine. To say Dustin was grateful was putting it mildly. Trouble was, now what? He wasn’t sure what to think or how to feel. Okay sure, a few minutes ago he’d been planning to break up with Jerry but shit, knowing that Jerry hadn’t cared for him at all had hurt. Not to mention how pathetic it made him look. Humiliation seemed to be the order of the day and he was being served a giantsized portion. Being used was bad enough, having Chad know about it was worse and talking about it had been like having salt rubbed in the wound. At first. As usual, Chad had done and said things that made him feel whole again. Dustin was beginning to feel a little in awe of the man. Chad’s home was located in one of the older, classier suburbs across town and much like the man, it exuded a calm yet welcoming warmth. The house was all on one level, the outside made of worn, weathered stone in shades of beige, brown and cream. It was located on a lot several acres in size, surrounded and separated from its

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neighbors by thick stands of trees. Tangled undergrowth began where the neatly clipped lawn left off. Chad parked his car in a garage that was big enough for four vehicles. A black jeep sat in one of the empty bays. “Nice jeep,” Dustin commented, levering himself out of the car. “Thanks. It’s an indulgence, I know, but I like to drive it on the weekends.” He could hear the slight embarrassment in Chad’s voice. Dustin had the impression that while Chad apparently had money, he wasn’t one to make a big deal about it, nor flaunt it either. His car was nice, top of the line but conservative and his house, while good sized, was hardly a mansion. Dustin retrieved his suitcase from the trunk and followed Chad through a connecting door that led into a large kitchen. It appeared to be well equipped, the appliances gleaming softly in black and chrome. At the far end of the kitchen were three open archways. To the right was a formal living room, the first room he saw when he came in through the front door. To the left was a more relaxed living area complete with a stone fireplace, plasma television, stereo, a cushy looking overstuffed sofa and a recliner. Unlike the formal living room -- which was decorated in a style that was reserved, even borderline prim and proper -- this room in shades of cream, brown and gold was friendly and inviting. The third open doorway straight ahead was the beginning of a long hallway. Chad led Dustin down the length of it, pointing out various rooms as they went. The first to the left was the guest bathroom. The second to the right was Chad’s home office. The doorway across from it guarded a large closet, and the last two doors that stood opposite each other at the end of the hallway were bedrooms. “This is your room. I’m afraid you’ll have to use the guest bathroom. Unlike the master bedroom across the hall, this one doesn’t have an attached bath,” Chad explained apologetically. “Hey, I’m not going to complain. I appreciate you letting me stay with you, especially on such short notice and all.”

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“It’s my pleasure. So, are you hungry? I could put something together real quick or call for take out of some kind.” Dustin considered for a moment. He really did want to spend more time in Chad’s company. The man intrigued him but truth was, things were catching up with him. Jerry’s betrayal had been a shock. That, in combination with everything else that had happened today, in addition to the headache that wouldn’t let up, had Dustin feeling rather rocky. He wasn’t used to this feeling of being out of control and vulnerable. He didn’t feel threatened by Chad, far from it. Yet he wanted to deal with the man from more solid ground. “You know, I think I just want to go to bed. This has been a hell of a day.” “I understand,” Chad turned to leave then snapping his fingers, swung back around. “I almost forgot. Ethan wanted you to call.” Chad looked at his watch. “It’s not quite eleven. I’ll bet he’s still up.” “Oh, jeez, I should have thought of that myself.” “Don’t worry about it. You’ve had a lot on your mind. Feel free to use the phone,” Chad offered, gesturing to the one that sat on the bedside table. “I’ll see you in the morning.” Dustin returned his smile. “G’night.” He sat on the bed, his gaze on the closed door and sighed. How did everything get so fucked up? Despite Chad’s confidence and optimism that they’d get to the bottom of this and prove Dustin’s innocence, he still felt like a prisoner facing the guillotine. The blade was balanced over his neck and just the right bit of pressure would send it plunging down. Dustin winced. He’d experienced too many new things today, most of them unpleasant. Now he was spending the night in a strange bed, in a room not his own. The feeling of being totally disconnected from everything familiar grew and grew until he desperately reached for the phone and dialed the one number that might bring him a little peace. His call was answered on the second ring. “Hello?”

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“Ethan?” “Dustin! Are you all right?” “Yeah, I’m okay,” Dustin answered, though he suddenly felt like crying. He swallowed hard and blinked his stinging eyelids repeatedly. “Chad got you out okay?” “Yeah, bro, Chad’s been great. Thanks for calling him.” “I knew he’d help you. Hey hold on minute, Nick wants to talk to you.” Oh, fuck. Dustin braced himself. “Dustin?” “Yeah?” “You all right, bro?” “Yeah but… oh, man, Nick, everything’s so fucked up. I didn’t do this. You know I didn’t do this, don’t you?” “Fuck yeah I know you didn’t. Jeez, Dustin, I know you, kid. You’re no druggy and you sure as hell wouldn’t be selling that shit.” Dustin felt a wave of relief crash over him. “Thanks, I just…well, I just needed to know.” “Hey, no one who knows you would believe you’re a drug dealer. Shit, you wouldn’t dare be one ’cause you know I’d kick your ass.” Dustin laughed. “That’s for damn sure.” Nick’s chuckle was warm and easy. “So I’m assuming you’re out of jail and home.” “Well, I’m out of jail, but I’m calling from Chad’s. I got evicted.” “Old lady Winters kicked you out?” “Yeah. She said I embarrassed her and she didn’t want a drug dealer living under her roof.” “Son of a bitch. I never did like that old bat. So when are you moving your stuff out? When are you coming home?”

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“I’m not. Chad has an extra bedroom. He invited me to stay with him so I can still be close to school. He says it’ll be better too if I’m close on account of the case.” “I s’pose that makes sense, but what about the stuff in your apartment?” “I’m gonna put it in storage for now until I find a new place.” “You’re still going to need help moving it. Yell when you’re ready. Ethan, Crewe and I’ll come over and give you a hand.” “Will do, thanks, bro.” “Hey, we Parks brothers stick together. Right?” “Right.” “Get some rest. Call if you need anything.” “I will. Tell Ethan I’ll call him tomorrow.” “You got it. Hold on a sec.” Dustin could hear a muffled conversation taking place. “Ethan says if you can’t reach him here, he’ll be at Crewe’s. You got the number?” “Yeah, I’ve got it.” “All right. Take it easy, bro. Bye.” “Bye.” Dustin disconnected the call and flopped back on the bed. That had gone far better than he’d thought it would but then he should have known better. Nick was nothing if not fair and open minded. The only time he’d ever jumped Dustin about anything was when he’d had it coming. It was funny but Nick, in addition to being the eldest, had always been something of an authority figure for Dustin and Ethan. Not that their parents weren’t, but Nick just seemed to have this mile-wide responsible streak that encompassed not only his own behavior but that of his brothers’ as well. He also had an innate ability to apply his authority in a subtle and judicious manner. Ethan and Dustin rarely chaffed under Nick’s almost imperceptible guidance. Dustin yawned forcing himself to his feet to unpack before he passed out. He emptied his suitcase, hanging up jeans and shirts in the closet then filling the top drawer of the dresser with briefs and socks. The second drawer received a few pairs of

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sweat pants and some older tees that he wore around the house. He kept one set of these out and changed into them, bundling his dirty clothes and laying them neatly on the padded chair that stood to one side of the dresser. Leaving his bedroom, he walked quietly down to the bathroom with his toiletries, razor, hairbrush and the like. After using the facilities he washed up, brushed his teeth and made his weary way to bed. Dustin debated a moment, shrugged then shucked his clothes off. He always slept in the nude and didn’t think Chad would mind. While his body slipped between the sheets, his mind played with the question of what Chad wore to bed. The thought of finding out brought a tingle to his groin and he reached down, rubbing his fingers over his slowly burgeoning erection. The light, teasing touch felt good. Another jaw-cracking yawn took him and he struggled to concentrate on the pleasurable sensation emanating from his cock. Didn’t I read somewhere that orgasms are good for headaches? Moaning softly, he closed his eyes, snuggled into a more comfortable position and fell asleep mid-stroke. Two hours later, Dustin woke with a start from a dream in which Mrs. Winters was pushing his sofa out the apartment window. It landed with a crash, the frame splintering and wood flying in all directions. One fragment came winging toward him and though he ducked, it slammed him right in the head. With a gasp Dustin sat up, hands flying to his temples. The headache that earlier was been tolerable, had grown to monstrous proportions. It throbbed and burned like a crazed marauder from hell, the pain twisting his stomach, making him nauseous. Unfamiliar with the objects in his new bedroom he fumbled for and nearly knocked the bedside lamp off the table. A wild scramble and thump saw it set back upright and he managed to turn it on to its lowest setting, but even that sent a searing shard of agony straight through his skull. Sitting on the side of the bed cursing softly, Dustin raised his head at the sound of a soft knock on his door. “Dustin. Can I come in?” “Yeah,” he managed.

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The door opened and Chad walked in. He was bare-chested and wearing only a light pair of sleep pants that dipped low and hung loosely from his hips. Even through the pain, Dustin was able to admire the dark cloud of hair on his chest, his rock hard abdomen and the shadowy trail that meandered straight down over sleek muscle to disappear into the teasing waistline of those flimsy pants. Chad’s attire made him suddenly conscious of his own nudity and he pulled the sheet over his lap. “Are you all right?” Chad asked, eyes filled with concern. “I thought I heard something fall.” “I’m sorry I woke you. I almost knocked the lamp off the table.” Chad squatted down in front of him drawing Dustin’s gaze. “You look like shit. Are you sick?” Dustin snorted then winced. “Headache from hell. It’s been coming on since I was arrested. I thought I dodged the bullet but it got me.” “Did you take anything?” “No and my stomach’s rolling now. I’d probably lose it if I did.” “I’ll be back in a minute. I think I have something that might help.” Chad rose and walked out. Dustin remained right where he was, staying as still as possible. Movement only made things worse. In just a few minutes Chad was back with an assortment of items. The first thing he did was pop the top off the bottle of ibuprofen he’d brought. Shaking out a couple of tablets, he held them out to Dustin. “Back when we were in college, there was a virulent strain of flu going around. Crewe caught it. He was sicker than a dog, couldn’t hold anything down, not even water. After two days he was dehydrated, desperate for something to drink. I just happened to bring some gingerale to our room, so I offered him a little bit. He was able to keep it down along with some aspirin even though his stomach still rebelled against anything else. I want you to take these with some gingerale. I think it’ll settle your stomach and you need the pills to help with the inflammation.” “What inflammation?”

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“The veins in your head. That’s what causes the actual headache pain. The veins become inflamed and swell. And that’s also what this is for.” Chad held up another item he’d brought. Dustin could hear a muffled rattle inside. “An ice pack?” “An ice pack. Now take your medicine like a good boy.” Dustin made a face at Chad but did as he was told. “Now, here’s what we’re going to do.” Chad circled the bed and climbed in on the other side. He seated himself with his back against the headboard. “I want you to come here and lean back against me.”

Chapter Three Eying Chad doubtfully but having no objections about getting close to the man, Dustin shrugged, winced at the movement and carefully obeyed. It wasn’t like they were about to indulge in a wild no-holds-barred fuck. He settled back against Chad while Chad stretched a leg out on either side of his hips. Leaning his head back against Chad’s chest Dustin groaned as the change in position made his head throb. “Easy,” Chad soothed. “Just relax.” Chad placed the ice pack on his head and Dustin had to admit, the cool weight of it against his scalp felt good. Then Chad did something that felt even better. He began to lightly massage Dustin’s temples. “Oh, fuck, that feels good,” Dustin moaned then shivered. “Shh, just take it easy. Let all the tension go.” By degrees, Dustin felt his muscles go slack. Tension he hadn’t known he was carrying flowed away, drained by the gentle pressure of Chad’s clever fingers. Firmly yet gently, Chad rubbed over Dustin’s forehead, back over his temples and followed his hairline above and around his ears. His fingers smoothed over the curve of Dustin’s skull, lightly kneading the muscles of his neck where they met the back of his head. Dustin uttered an occasional blissful moan, his heavy eyelids closing. He teetered on the edge of sleep, surrounded by Chad’s warmth. When he heard Chad murmur, “That’s right, pretty baby, so, so good.” He couldn’t muster the strength to reply. It was the last thing he remembered before drifting to sleep.

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yawn. It had been a long day. Upon hearing that Dustin was in trouble, Chad hadn’t wasted a moment. From the time he’d left his office he’d been on his cell phone, setting all the wheels at his disposal in motion. There was no way he was going to let Dustin spend one minute more than he had to behind bars. First order of business had been to arrange bail and second was to contact his investigator. He’d been more than gratified to hear everything the man had come up with. As a private investigator, Noah Badden had connections that were invaluable and Chad had never been so glad as he was now that he’d established a good working relationship with the man who’d once been his lover. Yawning again, Chad considered going back to his own room. For all of three seconds. This is what he’d dreamed of the past few weeks, he and Dustin horizontal in a bed. Of course it hadn’t worked out exactly like those dreams but for now, it was close enough. No way he was giving up even this much. Chad took the ice pack off Dustin’s head and dropped it over the side of the bed. Pulling up his left leg, he carefully eased Dustin over on his side. Dustin muttered and stirred but didn’t wake. While Dustin sleepily groped for his pillow, Chad stretched out behind and spooned his body along Dustin’s, sliding one arm beneath his head and the other over his waist. Dustin cuddled his cheek against Chad’s bicep and wiggled his butt against Chad’s groin. Apparently satisfied and comfortable, he quieted. Chad clamped his jaw against the groan that was trying to work its way up from the depths of his chest. Dustin’s tight little ass squirming against him had sent the blood rushing straight to his, up till now, quiescent cock. It was all he could do not to fasten his teeth into the curve of Dustin’s shoulder, open him with a couple of spit slicked fingers and fuck him until the sun came up. Squeezing his eyes shut, he took what he hoped would be deep, calming breaths. It didn’t help. Dustin’s scent was so strong, so persuasive Chad was near shuddering with the tension that filled his body. Every time he thought, I should go, the wolf commenced an inner howling that had his gut churning in reaction. Only the fact that taking Dustin now would be cruel kept the desire from spiraling out of control. The

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wolf understood pain and instinctively, above all else, was genetically programmed to care for its mate. It was in fact, the wolf, who put the man in his place. His mate required sleep to heal, all other needs must wait. Chad concentrated on listening to his inner self. It still amazed him how at times he and the wolf seemed to be one closely intermingled entity and at others, two separate beings completely at odds with each other. No matter how the dynamics of the pairing between man and beast balanced, they always seemed to end up doing the right thing. These musing calmed Chad’s body and mind. He bowed to the wolf’s decree, left his mate in peace and joined him in sleep.

*** The only thing Dustin had on his mind when he woke sprawled across Chad’s body at four a.m. was sex. His headache was gone. The supple skin and firm muscles he rested against, not to mention the very musky and male scent that wafted in with every indrawn breath, had him horny as hell. Soft yet wiry hairs tickled his cheek and nose. He rubbed against them like a cat, his hips joining the rhythm that ground his growing cock against Chad’s thigh. Small sounds of want slipped past his open mouth and were muffled when he lifted his chin and planted his lips against Chad’s throat. His tongue laved small patches of skin before lightly sucking and nibbling them. The hand that rested on Chad’s abdomen slid down over rippled abs to burrow under the waistband of his sleep pants. It found a thick bush of pubic hair which surrounded the near fully erect cock that grew from its center. Dustin’s fingers encircled the massive column while several firmly judicious squeezes brought it to its full rigid glory. Chad’s groan and the convulsive uplift of his hips brought a sleepy, satisfied smile to Dustin’s lips. A large hand snaked down his back and grabbed one cheek of his ass, hauling him hard against Chad’s thigh. Dustin grunted and gave his perpendicular prize another squeeze. He was rewarded with another groan and summarily rolled beneath a hard, aroused and very demanding Chad.

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His lips were taken in a kiss that could scorch molten lava. Chad’s tongue invaded his mouth and took up residence, appearing intent on staying until every millimeter was explored, caressed and owned. Dustin pulled his arm from between them and wrapped them both around Chad’s shoulders, his head whirling with the intensity of Chad’s kiss. The room was cool, but wrapped in their nest of blankets, a fire was ignited. Sweat formed everywhere, skin touched skin. Moist heat wafted over their bodies bringing with it the pungent aroma of sexually aroused males. Dustin’s nerve endings tingled and burned wherever Chad touched. He wanted, needed those hands and lips on him, growing deeper and more addicted with each passing moment. Without thought his thighs spread and knees bent, cradling Chad between them. Sliding his hands down the sleek, sweat-moistened length of Chad’s back, they burrowed under his sleep pants to curve over and clutch his ass. Holding on, Dustin deftly oscillated his hips, driving their erections together. Separated by only a paperthin layer of fabric, the effect was electrifying. Chad growled, released his mouth and instead buried it against Dustin’s throat, biting and licking his skin. Dustin craned his neck, shuddering under the assault while firmly planting his feet against the bed and bucking his hips against Chad. Never, never had anything felt like this. Desperately he clenched his fingers into Chad’s backside, grinding against him while needy, frantic sounds issued from between his parted lips. Urgent words began pouring out of Dustin. “Please, oh please. Fuck me. Need you, oh, God, need you so bad.” Chad stilled against him for a split second, rose up on one elbow and wound the fingers of his free hand through Dustin’s hair. He held Dustin’s head in place, forcing him to meet his gaze. Dustin blinked at the sudden loss of action. “What did you say?” Chad asked, his voice rough and urgent. “Fuck me.” “You’re offering yourself to me?” “Yesss,” Dustin hissed, confused by the out of the blue question.

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God! Wasn’t it obvious he was offering? He was hot, on fire, and needed him so bad he was about to go up in smoke. The feral smile that curved Chad’s lips and the lambent gleam that lit those slate-gray eyes gone nearly black with passion, should have been a warning. Despite the heat between them, Dustin shivered. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” Chad was gone and back so fast his leaving barely registered. Dustin had just enough time to see he carried lube and condoms, when he lost any control he might have had of the situation. Chad took over and there was no stopping him. Dustin was rolled to his belly and forced up on his knees. Before he could protest Chad’s forcible handling, his ass cheeks were parted and a rough tongue slid down the length of that smooth crevice. Dustin clenched his teeth against the wild cry that came bubbling up. Chad was eating him, devouring him and Dustin pushed back into every spine-tingling lick, every stinging bite. The tight ring of muscle Chad worked loosened, allowing him inside, and he took full advantage. First with his tongue, then with lube-slick fingers. Dustin pushed back into Chad’s probing fingers, lost to everything but the burning need in his groin and the plunging promise of the slick digits that filled him. He was barely aware when the plump, hot head of Chad’s cock replaced his fingers. Until he started pushing inside. The burning stretch forced a warbling groan from Dustin, his body tightening against the intruder. Chad held still, one hand on Dustin’s hip the other moving to where they joined. “Easy, baby, easy,” he crooned. His fingers massaged the distended tissue, soothing the straining flesh. “Oh, fuck,” Dustin moaned. Shuddering with the sensations Chad’s caress brought, he pushed back, his body opening and accepting the long glide of Chad’s cock until he felt pubic hair tickling his spread entrance. Dustin dropped his forehead against the bed and concentrated on merely breathing. He’d been fucked before, but this? God. Nothing compared to this. Chad’s hand ran down the length of Dustin’s spine and he moaned, arching into the touch. His body was quaking under the lash of his desire. It was as though everything

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had suddenly wrapped itself into one tightly compressed ball that needed just the right touch to make it explode. Chad provided that touch. Slowly at first, then with increasing speed, he pistoned his cock in and out. Dustin moved with him, pushing against every thrust until their bodies were slamming together. Harsh pants and grunts accompanied every stroke. The bed squeaked and shook while the air grew thick with the musk of sex. The endless pumping of hips and the flexing strain of muscles went on and on. Dustin was so close but needed just one little something more to come. He wanted to scream his frustration but there was no air, no voice for more than the eager moans that broadcast his vigorous and impatient participation. Chad’s arms wrapped around him and pulled him up until he was seated on Chad’s thighs, his back resting against Chad’s chest. “You’re mine now. You know that don’t you?” Chad growled. His hot breath wafted against Dustin’s skin making him shiver. Though still buried deep, the hard thrust of Chad’s cock had halted giving Dustin room to think. Did he want to be Chad’s? The answer came welling up without the need to think or study or agonize over it. At some point from the time he’d first met the man, the choice had been made. “Yes.” The harsh sound of triumph that burst from Chad touched some primal nerve. Dustin’s entire body reacted. A sheer wave of molten heat swept over him. His toes and fingers curled, every muscle flexed, his stomach quivered and he slammed back into Chad with a force that almost rocked them over backwards. Chad answered Dustin’s sudden aggression with his own attack but there was nothing hostile to it. Every move was harshly, brutally aimed at bringing his mate to climax. Dustin was shoved back into position on his knees. Chad grabbed the nape of his neck in one hand, holding Dustin down while the other reached around to grasp his cock. Using strong, almost bruising strokes, he jacked his lover’s cock while slamming into his body again and again, burying his swollen rod fast and hard.

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Dustin was gasping under the assault. The earlier momentary cessation of movement and Chad’s confusing question was forgotten. His climax came roaring to the fore and Dustin screamed with the first, hot, rushing spray of spunk that wet the sheet beneath him. There was nothing he could do when Chad hauled him upright, buried his mouth against his shoulder and bit down with a strength that almost broke the skin. Dustin’s body bucked against the spasm of pain that rode side by side with the bursting pleasure of his orgasm. He was distantly aware of Chad’s hips jerking against him, each move signaling the rhythmic spurts of Chad’s release filling the condom deep within his ass. Vaguely, the long, harsh, rumbling growl that sounded against his skin and the sharp teeth that released their hold on the meat of his shoulder, registered. The soothing sweep of Chad’s tongue over his bruised flesh made him shiver and with his eyes closed, he let it all wash over him, fill him then slowly drain away. Sated and utterly boneless, Dustin lay quiescent in Chad’s arms, allowing himself to be lowered to the bed and rolled to his back. Long fingers softly caressed his cheek. He managed to blink his eyes open and found Chad hovering over him. “Are you all right, baby? I didn’t mean to be so rough. Christ! You were just so fucking hot. I wanted you so bad… fuck. Say something, Dustin.” Dustin stared up into Chad’s anxious slate gray eyes. A slow smile curved his lips. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt. Are you always so, um, aggressive?” Eyes closing, Chad’s head dropped in relief. “Thank God. I was sure I’d just scared you away for good.” Dustin reached up and wound his arms around Chad’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss. He let his lips and tongue tenderly persuade Chad of his sincerity before letting him go. “I’m not scared. A little shocked maybe, but not scared. The proper attorney at law in his fine business suits seems to have very little in common with the guy in this bed.”

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Chad shrugged sheepishly. “You need a lot of control to practice law. I guess I let it all go in the bedroom. Is that all right?” “Oh, yeah. I think I can live with that.” “Good thing, ’cause you’re sleeping in my bed from now on.” Dustin nodded. “Yeah. I am.”

Chapter Four “Do you have a dog?” Chad eyed Dustin with a little trepidation. “No, why do you ask?” The two of them had gone outside. Their aimless wander around the backyard had led them into the small forest that flanked the back of the house. Chad was enjoying watching Dustin’s pleasure in seeing the squirrels, cardinals and other small wildlife that inhabited the place. It was still cold, the smell of snow in the air although the last fall had melted days ago. “These tracks,” Dustin answered, squatting down to examine the large paw prints in the dirt. “They’re definitely canine. And look, see this?” He showed Chad a tuft of hair that clung to the bare branch of a nearby bush. “It looks like dog hair.” “One of the neighbors has a German Shepard. Could be his.” He knew the hair was really his -- or rather his wolf’s. There were times he craved being in wolf form, and having this small stand of woods near was more than he could resist. Although this place wasn’t the most ideal, it still soothed his inner self. The part that needed to feel four paws against rich, raw earth, grass and leaves. The part that could sift through the night breeze to find the aroma of squirrel, rabbit, pine and leaf mold and a dozen other distinctive scents. To a lesser degree it soothed his need for the pack. Lucas Devereau, their pack alpha, arranged for regular meetings where the pack could gather and change. To be in his other form amidst his brothers and sisters, to run and hunt was something Chad hungered for, at times, more than anything in life. How he wanted to share that with Dustin. Since discovering his mate, he was plagued by the question of how to tell him.

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How do you tell the man you love that you’re a werewolf? Hell, how do you just tell the man you love that you love him? He took solace in the fact that although Crewe had confessed his love to Ethan, he still hadn’t revealed the fact that he was a werewolf. Both of them were chaffing under this need to disclose all to their mates. The thought that Dustin might be horrified at the knowledge and run from him terrified Chad as nothing in his life ever had. He knew that one day he’d have to risk this newly formed relationship and reveal the full truth about himself. The thought made a knot form in the pit of his stomach. He reached out to sift his fingers through Dustin’s dark hair. It was a gesture meant to reassure himself that Dustin was still here, still within reach. Dustin looked up and Chad’s breath caught in his chest at the sight of those clear, blue eyes and sweet smile. Dustin rose to his feet. “Hey, you all right?” “I’m fine,” Chad answered. The wild need that crashed over him rocked him to the core. He pushed Dustin against a nearby tree and kissed him. Dustin’s mouth opened to him and their tongues met, unhesitant and welcoming. Dustin’s acceptance, so ready and sure, calmed Chad. Breathing hard, he leaned back. One hand cupped Dustin’s cheek, the other slid down to cup his mate’s growing erection. “You are so beautiful. Will you do something for me?” Shy pleasure radiated from the smile Dustin bestowed on him. “What?” “Come in the house with me.” “Is that all?” “Oh, no, baby, I want more than that.” Chad stepped back and held out his hand, smiling when Dustin twined their fingers together. “So what is it you want?” Dustin asked as they strolled through the yard. Reaching the side door, Chad opened it and ushered Dustin into what he referred to as Chad’s family room, the more inviting of the two living rooms. “I want you, actually both of us, to get undressed.” Chad unzipped Dustin’s jacket and pushed it off his shoulders. He tossed it on a nearby chair. His own followed.

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“And then what?” Dustin asked. He was already complying with Chad’s request. Both of them were peeling out of their clothes at a leisurely pace. Chad felt his heart rate ratchet up a few notches along with the steady increase of his breathing. “We’re going to sit on the sofa. You there.” Chad indicated first one end and then the other. “And me here. I’ll be back in a second.” Chad went into the kitchen and started down the hallway. Dustin frowned. “Isn’t that a little far apart? How am I supposed to touch you?” he called after Chad’s retreating back. Chad returned with a tube of lube in his hand and settled himself sideways at his end of the sofa, his back against the thick cushioned arm, his legs pointing toward Dustin’s end. “You’re not. You’re going to touch yourself and I’m going to watch.” In the act of swinging his legs up on the sofa, Dustin grabbed for the back when he nearly overbalanced. “You want me to… um?” “I believe the word you’re searching for is masturbate,” Chad supplied. He couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips. Dustin’s cheeks were growing rosy. “I know what it is,” Dustin returned sourly then bit his full bottom lip. Chad wanted to crawl across the sofa and help him with it. “It’s just that I’ve never done it with someone watching me. Are you sure this is what you want?” “Very sure. Unless you don’t want to. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” Dustin sent him a wry smile. “Does it look like the idea turns me off?” Chad eyed Dustin’s full erection where it rested against his belly. “Not really. You actually look quite eager.” Opening the tube and taking a dollop of lube for himself, he tossed the container to Dustin. The two of them exchanged excited grins. Dustin squeezed some into his right hand and dropped the tube to the thickly carpeted floor. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Chad watched quietly. He could see the tension flow out of Dustin as he obviously strove to relax. One hand came up to rest on his hard abs before sliding upward. Long fingers tweaked first one nipple and then the other. Dustin’s lips parted -- he evidently enjoyed the sensation

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-- while his other hand went to his cock. Chad watched Dustin’s fingers wrap around his length and spread the lube until his cock was slick and shiny. His hand took a firmer grip and he began a steady stroke. Chad left him to it until Dustin was emitting the constant needy whimpers and moans that drove him insane with lust. “Dustin,” he quietly commanded. “Look at me, baby.” Another soft moan was his answer before Dustin’s eyelids parted, his gaze rising to Chad’s. “Chad,” he gasped. “Does it feel good?” “Yes,” Dustin panted. “Is this what you wanted?” “Oh, yeah, baby. You look so hot, so sexy.” Chad’s words seemed to electrify Dustin. He raised one leg, bending it at the knee and planting his foot on the cushions. Using his free hand he reached down and fondled his balls. Adjusting his stance, he leaned back further, and spreading his legs wider, gave Chad a better view. Chad stared in dazed wonder. Dustin had dropped every inhibition and was putting on a show like it was something he did everyday. His own cock was harder than hell and screaming to be touched. Chad took himself in hand. Dustin’s eyes went wide, a desperate moan leaving his mouth. Before Chad could say a word, Dustin turned himself over, draped himself across the sofa arm and levered himself up on his knees. Between his spread thighs, Chad could see him working his cock with long, firm pulls. His free hand reached around, slick fingers going straight to his rosy entrance. Without hesitation Dustin pushed two inside, his tortured groan ripping straight through Chad. “Fuck me,” he begged. “Chad, please.” There was no resisting. Chad scrambled to his feet, took two paces to Dustin’s end of the sofa then carefully positioned himself on his knees between Dustin’s spread legs. Taking Dustin’s hand he eased Dustin’s fingers out. “I’m here, baby, right here.” Chad replaced Dustin’s fingers with his cock and pushed. He sank into the tight heat with a guttural groan and the knowledge that it wasn’t going to last.

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He was too hot, too turned on and all too ready to shoot. Fortunately Dustin was in the same condition. A half dozen hard and fast thrusts with Chad’s cock sliding over his prostate triggered Dustin’s orgasm. The hard clamp of his body around Chad’s cock was exquisite. Chad managed another half dozen strokes before shooting his load deep into Dustin’s tight, accommodating ass. It was only as they both collapsed against the cushions that Chad remembered the condom. “Oh, shit,” he panted. “Dustin, I forgot the condom.” Dustin tensed but his voice sounded calm. “I’m clean, Chad. I get tested every six months and I’ve always used protection.” “I wasn’t worried about that, baby. I just didn’t want you to think I’d hurt you. I’m clean too.” Chad felt Dustin relax under him except for the slight wiggle of his butt. “Then it’s okay. You’re the first one who’s ever come inside me.” “And the last one,” Chad added. “And the last one,” Dustin agreed. Chad knew the feeling of satisfaction and pride he felt was an outdated he-man reaction but he wasn’t going to fight the illogic of it. His mate was well and truly marked. No one else could claim this privilege. No one else would plant their seed deep inside his chosen. Chad rubbed his cheek against the back of Dustin’s neck, softly kissed his skin and whispered, “Mine.” “Yes.” “You know this didn’t work out exactly the way I planned it. I wanted to see you shoot all over that tight belly and those hard abs of yours.” “Next time,” Dustin mumbled. “Maybe we should get up before I get glued to the couch.” “Good thing the sofa’s scotch guarded.” Chad’s comment was rewarded by a sleepy chuckle.

*** “So tell me again. What are we doing here?”

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“You know perfectly well why we’re here. Just as I said before. We’re looking for Jerry. Settle down, Dustin,” Chad warned. Dustin gave Chad a petulant glance before looking around the bar. As gay bars went, Peter’s Bar & Grill was fairly sedate. Guys playing pool, some throwing darts, others sitting at tables and in front of the bar talking to their friends or lovers. And as usual, there was a certain amount of cruising going on. One good-looking blond had drifted past their table three times in the past half hour. Chad had asked earlier what places he and Jerry had frequented. This was one of them and Chad planned to make the rounds. It was something they’d disagreed on. Dustin maintained that if Jerry was laying low, coming to his favorite haunts wouldn’t be a smart idea. Chad countered by explaining that people were creatures of habit and that Jerry, as a relatively small fish, would have very little to worry about in the way of the police actively hunting for him. Therefore he would feel safe in coming to his favorite places. Piqued at having his opinion disregarded, Dustin was feeling snippy. “I think you just like being cruised by all these cute guys.” “I can tell you’re the baby of the family. I’ll bet you were indulged and spoiled. That won’t continue.” Chad turned his head and captured Dustin’s gaze. Dustin’s eyes widened. The look Chad was giving him was stern and uncompromising. He managed to suppress the shiver that threatened to wing its way down his spine. Chad reached out and cupped Dustin’s chin, his thumb sliding over his lover’s full bottom lip. Unable to stop himself, Dustin let his lips part, revealing his anticipation. Chad leaned forward but instead of kissing Dustin, with a little pressure at his chin, he turned his face until his mouth hovered near Dustin’s ear. “Unless he wants a spanking, I know a certain young man who’d better straighten up. You don’t want to be spanked, do you?” Unable to stop the soft moan that slid from between his lips, Dustin scrunched his eyes tightly closed. Pure unadulterated need made his stomach clench in reaction to Chad’s words.

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“Well now,” Chad purred. “That’s interesting. Looks like my baby does like the thought of being spanked. Is that right, baby? You want me to put you over my knee and spank your sweet, little ass?” Dustin’s indrawn breath was sharp and unsteady. “Stop it.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want… that.”

“Careful. Lying gets you extra swats.”

“I don’t have to worry about that ’cause I’m not getting punished at all. You can

stay here and look for Jerry. I’m leaving.” Embarrassed at having his most guilty fantasy so easily revealed, Dustin rose from his chair and strode out. Less than a block from the club he was halted by a hand on his arm. Chad stepped in front of him, effectively blocking his path. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Dustin shrugged but refused to meet Chad’s eyes.

“Dustin. Look at me.”

“Why?”

“Because there’s no need for you to be embarrassed. We all have fantasies. I

would never make fun of you or denigrate your needs.” Hesitantly, Dustin raised his eyes to Chad’s. What he saw there made him catch his breath. “I don’t like having you know.” “Because it makes you feel vulnerable, exposed?” “Yeah.” “The good thing about that? Everything about you, every little bit, is safe with me. Damn, babe, in case you didn’t notice, the thought of spanking you was turning me on all to hell.” Pushing his discomfiture aside there was still a question he wanted answered. Dustin voiced it while carefully watching for Chad’s reaction. “So you don’t think it’s, um, unnatural?”

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Chad’s eyes remained steadily on Dustin’s not a flicker hinting at anything but the truth. “No.” Chad slid his arm through Dustin’s. “It’s common for people to have fantasies. Like dressing up and playing master and maid and fucking on the dining room table or pretending to be housewife and plumber playing hide the pipe wrench in the kitchen.” By this time, Dustin was laughing. “Are you talking about role playing games?” “Yeah, lots of people do that to spice up their sex lives. There’s nothing wrong with it.” “What about the spanking thing? Isn’t that a little more unusual?” “Common as dirt,” Chad assured him with a grin and got them walking. “How do you figure that?” “You’ve obviously never spent anytime involved in the leather scene.” “And you have?” “As a matter of fact…” “Do tell. In fact, why don’t we go home? Maybe you can do a little show and tell.” “Mmm, I like the way you think.”

*** “Dustin, where do you want this?” Dustin looked up to find Crewe holding a large vase he’d bought at a craft fair. It was sculpted to resemble an elegantly naked male torso and buttocks. The glaze was done in subtle shades of cream, cocoa and rose. He, his brothers, Crewe and Chad were packing Dustin’s things and moving him out of his former apartment. “That’s beautiful. It’d look great on the mantle in the living room. Let’s take it home with us. Yeah?” Dustin smiled at Chad who’d peeked around the kitchen doorway. “Yeah.” He turned back to Crew. “Put it with those boxes that are full of my clothes. The ones by the front door. Thanks.”

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Crewe left on his mission and before Dustin could return to what he was doing a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. “Thanks.” “For what?” Dustin asked snuggled back against Chad’s solid chest. “For sharing your stuff with me.” Dustin turned in his arms. “You’re sharing your home with me. It’s the least I can do.” “Our home. I thought we discussed this last night. Among other things.” Chad’s hand wandered down to lightly cup one cheek of Dustin’s ass. He murmured in Dustin’s ear. “Is your little butt still sore?” Dustin squirmed a bit but not from pain. “It’s a little tender.” “Poor baby. You think it’ll help if I lick it all over?” “Chad,” Dustin wailed softly, “I’m not gonna be able to work with a hard-on.” “All right, break it up, you two.” Nick and Ethan came shuffling out of the bedroom with the mattress from Dustin’s bed. Nick fixed Dustin with a stern eye. “Crewe needs help with the box spring.” “Yes, sir.” Dustin backed away from Chad, turned and saluted, sending his brother an impudent grin. “You know he’s a pain in the ass brat, don’t you?” Nick asked Chad. The wicked twinkle that filled Chad’s eyes fueled the flutter of panic in Dustin’s stomach. He gave Chad a look that promised dire consequences if he revealed anything that would embarrass him in front of his brothers. Chad gave him a challenging stare while replying to Nick’s question. “I think I can handle the brat. And his ass.” Ethan and Nick both started laughing. Ethan’s grip loosened on the mattress. Making a grab for it, instead of catching it, he lost his balance and fell against it causing Nick to lose his grip as well. The mattress flopped to the floor with Ethan riding it down. While Ethan bounced Nick, Chad and Dustin howled with laughter. Nick went to his knees and crawled across the mattress to where Ethan lay. “You all right, bro,” he gasped.

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“Yeah, no thanks to you. Why’d you let go?” “Hey, don’t blame me. Blame Chad, he made us laugh.” “Maybe we should blame Dustin or more accurately, Dustin’s ass,” Ethan teased with a mischievous grin. “Hey, leave my ass out of this.” “Leave your ass out of what, Dustin? And what are you doing lying there? Come on,” Crewe ordered, pulling Ethan to his feet. “There’s work to be done, gorgeous. You can lie around at home.” He pulled Ethan close. “With me on top of you.” Ethan’s face flamed. He took a mock slug at Crewe. “Damn it. Don’t divert attention from Dustin. I was enjoying not being the one everyone teased for a change.” Crewe kissed one of Ethan’s hot cheeks and turned back to Dustin. “In that case, like I asked before, leave your ass out of what? What did I miss?” “Never mind. Come on, people, there’s work to be done. Chop, chop, let’s get to it.” Dustin hustled Ethan and Nick on their way and followed Crewe toward the bedroom. He looked back and intercepted a roguish wink from Chad. His grin was impish and immediate. He gave his backside a little wiggle. “Don’t tempt me, Dustin,” Chad warned. Eyes widening, Dustin hurried after Crewe but smiled at the sound of Chad’s warm chuckle as it sounded out behind him. In the bedroom, he and Crewe grappled with the box spring. Standing it upright, they maneuvered it out of the apartment and down the stairs. Nick was standing in the bed of Crewe’s pick up, he and Ethan having wrestled the mattress aboard. Crewe set his end of the box spring on the tailgate and with Nick’s guidance, Dustin pushed it in place next to the mattress. While Crewe and Ethan headed back upstairs, he stayed to help Nick wedge them in place between his sofa and disassembled kitchen table. Satisfied that everything was going to stay in place during the drive to the storage facility, the two of them took a break. Sitting on the tailgate, Dustin let his feet swing free. Nick sat cross-legged beside him.

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“So, you and Chad, huh?”

Dustin glanced over at his elder brother. “Yeah. What do you think?”

“Well, baby bro, to tell you truth -- I like it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Chad seems like a nice guy. The strong and steady type. I think he’s just

what you need.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Nick shot his brother a grin. “Remember what I said about you being a brat?” “Yeah?” “It’s true. You have a tendency to be a little willful, a little demanding. You pout when you don’t get your way.” “Do not,” Dustin denied. “Remember when you were twelve? That time you pitched a fit ’cause Mom and Dad wouldn’t go straight to the store and buy that new video game you wanted the day it came out? God, even I remember that. It’s a wonder Dad didn’t blister your butt and that wasn’t the only incident. Mom and I were doing some reminiscing on the phone last week.” Nick snorted a laugh. “She said we spoiled you and you didn’t get spanked enough when you were a kid.” “Jeez. What is it with everybody and this urge to do things to my ass today?” Dustin looked down at his hands where they rested on his lap. “Am I really that bad?” he asked, almost afraid to hear Nick’s answer. “Not anymore. You’re growing up, kid. I’m proud of you. We all are, Dust. But I still think Chad’s the guy you need. He won’t take any of your guff. Hell, if you got too far out of line it wouldn’t surprise me if he’d turn you over his knee.” Dustin felt his cheeks heat, not only from the remark about Chad spanking him but because his brother was proud of him. “Hmm, you might be right about Chad and, um, thanks for the other thing you said.” “Just tellin’ it like it is.” Nick sighed. “Well, I feel like my job’s done. Both my brothers settled down and walking the straight and narrow. No pun intended.”

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Dustin smiled. “What about you? Any prospects?” “There’s always prospects. Every time I walk into a club the prospects come out of the woodwork, but don’t be expecting me to settle down like you guys. That’s not my thing.” Eyeing his brother, Dustin gauged his words. Like he and Ethan, Nick had the Parks brown hair and blue eyes but Nick’s hair was so dark as to be nearly black. His blue eyes were a shade deeper, the pigment richer. He was also the tallest, his body larger, more well defined and muscular. Side by side, Dustin knew he looked like a smaller, paler version of Nick and he’d never had trouble meeting guys. He could well imagine how easily such came to Nick. “You wouldn’t want to be with just one guy?” “I’m not saying it’s totally out of the question. I just don’t see it happening anytime soon. I honestly don’t know if I could maintain a one-on-one relationship. If I’m even capable of it.” “You would be. All you have to do is meet the right guy.” “Which isn’t as easy as it sounds.” Dustin nodded thoughtfully then blurted out something that had been bothering him for a long time. “Do you think Mom and Dad are disappointed in us? I mean, you know, God, what are the odds that all three of their sons turned out to be gay?” “Have they ever said anything to you about it?” “No. They’ve been surprisingly supportive. Considering some of the horror stories I’ve heard from other guys about their parents, I can’t believe how incredibly lucky we are.” “I know. I think maybe the only thing that disappoints them is the fact that they aren’t going to have grandchildren.” Nick paused for a moment then scooted around until he was facing Dustin. “I’ve considered the idea of finding someone to have a baby with.” “What?” Dustin yelped in surprise. “Shhh! You’re gonna bring the guys running from upstairs.”

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“You can’t be serious. You wanna what, have sex with some woman, get her pregnant and then what? You’re not talking about getting married, are you?” “Hell no. Jeez, Dustin. I just admitted to being reluctant to settle down with a guy, my mate of choice. Do you really think I’d marry some poor woman? I’m talking about artificial insemination with a surrogate. She’d have the baby and legally give up her parental rights to it after the birth. I’d have a son or daughter and Mom and Dad would have a grandchild.” Wild as the idea was, Dustin could totally picture Nick as a father. “Holy shit. I never thought of that, but you know, I think you’d make a great dad. Hell, you helped Mom and Dad raise me and Ethan. You should do it. You know Ethan and I would help with our niece or nephew. I can just see Mom and Dad now. Man, they’d be over the moon. But just one thing.” Dustin studied his brother carefully. “Would you be doing this for you or them? ’Cause if it’s just to give them a grandchild then don’t. It wouldn’t be right.” “I know that, bro. And no, it wouldn’t be just for them. I love kids. It’s weird. I remember so much about you and Ethan growing up. I felt so responsible for you guys, still do to a certain extent,” Nick mused. “I loved being there for you, helping you grow and learn. I miss that. Sometimes though, I wonder if it’s a good idea, my having a child. I’d probably turn in to some overprotective asshole and my kid would hate me.” “Ethan and I never hated you. You’re too damn slick at getting people to do what you want,” Dustin teased, wanting to ease his brother’s sudden melancholy. “That’s the old Parks charm,” Nick said with a returning grin. “Something you didn’t get.” “Fuckhead.” “Buttwad.” Nick reached out and slung an arm around Dustin’s shoulders. “Do me a favor. Keep this conversation under your hat?” “Will do.” “Good, I’d hate to have to beat your ass.” “Damn, there’s my ass again with a starring role in the conversation.”

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Crewe took that moment to appear around the side of the truck with a box in his arms. “What the hell is it with you and your ass today?” “Aw, fuck. I give up.” Dustin hopped down from the tailgate and walked away shaking his head in disgust to the sound of Nick laughing his butt off.

Chapter Five “Mmm, Chad, please.” Chad lifted his head, pausing in the pleasurable act of swirling another sensual lick over the slightly pink mound of his mate’s ass. “Please what, baby?” “Fuck me.” “I intend to. What’s your hurry?” Dustin’s ass wiggled. “I’m horny. What’d you expect would happen when you insisted on using this damn butt plug?” Chad’s soft laugh wafted warm air over those smooth, damp cheeks. He trailed his tongue up the sleek indentation between them and slowly up the flexing length of Dustin’s spine. Halting at the nape of his neck, Chad kissed, nibbled and licked his way from one side to the other, enjoying the way Dustin shivered at his touch. Stopping to pay special attention to the ear that was exposed by the turn of Dustin’s head, he smiled at the low moans that issued from his lover’s parted lips. For some reason, he was in no hurry tonight. To savor every nuance of this mating was his goal. Carefully he lowered his body and settled against Dustin. “Am I too heavy?” “No, feels good.” Closing his eyes, Chad lay against Dustin. With deliberate intent, he moved. His unhurried, rhythmic undulations rubbed skin on skin and massaged muscle against muscle. The gentle thrust and shimmy of his pelvis succeeded in opening the way for his hard cock to rest flush in the cleft of Dustin’s ass. Dustin clenched his buttocks squeezing the thick column between lush, warm flesh. “Oh, yeah, baby. Hold it tight,” Chad breathed against Dustin’s ear.

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“God, you’re a tease. So close to where I need you. So close. I want you in me, not this cursed piece of silicone.” Dustin groaned and bucked his hips, forcing them more tightly together. Chad answered his need by increasing the rhythm, thrusting within that hot crevice, dragging his cock over the smooth base of the plug that stretched Dustin’s spread, needy entrance. He continued until they were both panting and Dustin was reduced to a whimpering bundle of pent up desire, pleading desperately for release. Lifting himself up, Chad rolled Dustin to his back. Face flushed and eyes closed, Dustin’s parted lips were a temptation he couldn’t resist. Chad licked the tender, rosy flesh, rimming his mate’s mouth before sliding his tongue inside. He groaned at the sweet flavor that met his probing explorations. Every part of Dustin, his taste, his scent, the feel of his skin, the sound of his voice, wove invisible threads through Chad. Every moment spent with him served to strengthen the unbreakable bond that Chad felt forming between them. He couldn’t get enough of this man and luckily it wasn’t a problem. Dustin gave of himself so freely, so generously and sensuously, he sated Chad’s hunger each time it rose. Taking his hands, Chad pushed Dustin’s arms over his head. He trailed his hands down firm forearms and sculpted biceps. Reluctantly he left the luscious mouth he was devouring in favor of further exploration. Lips lingering over the flesh of Dustin’s throat, he could appreciate a vampire’s fascination with such a tender part of the body. Just beneath the surface, he could smell a bare hint of the coppery scent of Dustin’s blood. Masked by flesh infused with his mate’s scent, it made his mouth water and his dick pulse. Someday, if Dustin allowed it, he’d taste that blood and forever bind his chosen one to him and to the pack. Groaning at the thought, Chad forced himself away from that vulnerable spot in favor of a place that would ease his sudden blood hunger. Burying his nose in the pit of Dustin’s arm, he breathed in the rich, sweat-laden musk. A hot rush of lust shot straight to his cock. The scent was undiluted and unmistakably male. Blood hunger forgotten, the simple need to fuck returned full force.

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His gaze lit on his next target. Two sensitive nipples called, light brown and already taut from the slide of his chest against Dustin’s. Chad kissed his way to them and licked at the tiny nubs before gently worrying them with his teeth. Dustin’s pants and eager moans accompanied every lick and bite. Chad left them rosy and hot before moving on. Craving more of his mate’s myriad tastes and scents, he eased down Dustin’s taut abdomen, lips and tongue savoring the light, salty tang of skin growing moist under the lash of sexual arousal. Ignoring Dustin’s fully erect cock, Chad kept going until his nose was buried in the dark wiry puff of Dustin’s pubic hair. The aroma here was more effective than any drug. Chad’s head spun. It was Dustin’s essence, pure and hot, rich addictive musk overlaid by the tart flare of testosterone. It tapped into every primitive instinct Chad possessed. All the longings and wants that are masked by the veneer of civilization. It screamed of the need for sex, to fuck, give, take and use until every primal, animalistic desire was met. Chad lifted his head, fighting down the howl that was building in his throat. Growling fiercely, he plunged his mouth down the length of Dustin’s cock and swallowed hard. Dustin surged under him, crying out at Chad’s rush of aggression. Easing back, Chad forced himself to slow, to once again find the place that spoke of an unhurried savoring of his mate. Gentling his touch, but keeping it firm and steady, he tightened his lips and established a taunting rhythm. His tongue kept pace, following the bulge of enriched blood-filled veins and firm, hot flesh under satiny skin. Drops of salty/sweet pre-come leaked from the tiny slit that topped the plump head of Dustin’s cock. Chad resisted swallowing, wanting the flavor to rest against his tongue and fill his mouth. Dustin’s hands were fisted in the sheet, his hips thrusting up to meet every downward sweep of Chad’s mouth and tongue. His desperate babbling pleas hit Chad like a cattle prod. “Oh yeah. Suck me, suck me hard. Make me come. Please, lover, please.” Chad increased the pressure and sucked, his cheeks hollowing with the effort. Insinuating his hands beneath Dustin’s ass he cupped the flexing globes, bringing him

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closer while taking Dustin’s length down his throat. He swallowed, the movement compressing and massaging his lover’s cock. Dustin jerked, cried out something incomprehensible and came. Easing back, Chad swallowed the thick jets of semen that filled his mouth. The taste was mildly bitter, a combination of salt and sweet that inundated his palate and wrapped him in a sexual haze. As much as he relished Dustin’s release, his own demanded attention. He slid his mouth free of Dustin’s cock and sat up. Grasping the base of the plug that filled Dustin’s ass, Chad pulled it free. Dustin’s entrance, slick and open, beckoned and Chad wasted no time filling it with one long, smooth inward glide. His groan and Dustin’s twined together, a harmonic expression of lust. Breathing deeply to maintain control, Chad held his hips still and steady. He ran his hands up and down the length of Dustin’s legs where they rested over his shoulders. Releasing one, he lowered it to waist level, his free hand going to Dustin’s spent cock and balls. Tenderly he caressed them with his fingertips, teasing and petting until Dustin was shivering. “I want you to come with me,” Chad demanded softly. “I can’t. Not again,” Dustin denied with a groan. His stomach muscles quivered when Chad’s fingers encircled his cock. With infinitesimal care, Chad squeezed and stroked his lover’s dick. A frisson of triumph swept over him when he felt the softened flesh firm under his manipulating fingers. “Yes you can. You will.” He leaned forward and tenderly kissed Dustin’s open mouth. “Come with me, baby. You want to make your lover happy, don’t you?” “Oh fuck. Chad,” Dustin groaned his hips starting to pump, pushing himself into the firm grip of Chad’s hand. Dustin’s surrender made Chad feel strong, invincible. He moved, fucking his mate, doling out and accepting the pleasure that grew sharper, higher and hotter with every thrust. Before he knew it, Chad was slamming his body against Dustin’s, sprinting toward an orgasm that suddenly surrendered all resistance and slammed them both with savage glee. His guttural, growling groan was a counterpoint to

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Dustin’s warbling wail. Dustin’s tight passage gripped him hard, warm seed spilling over his fingers, the pulsing spurts matching the draining rhythm of his own release. His original goal, to savor his mate, had gone beyond his simple expectations. He reveled in, relished and glutted himself not only on the sheer physical delight but the emotional feast this closeness to Dustin laid out before him. Coming down from the high, his body relaxing, Chad disengaged from Dustin’s body. Draping himself over his lover, he rested on his elbows and looked down into sated blue eyes. Words weighed on the tip of his tongue, words he’d never said to anyone except family and certainly with nowhere near the same meaning. Dustin’s half-lidded eyes widened and he reached up to cradle Chad’s cheeks in his hands. “I love you too,” he whispered. “But next time you wear the butt plug.” Chad laughed. Eyes suspiciously bright he rolled and brought Dustin to rest against him. “It’s a deal.” He squeezed Dustin tight and whispered against the top of his head. “I love you.”

*** “Grab your coat. We’re going out.” Dustin looked up from the sofa where he was stretched out watching television. Chad was standing over him with a smile on his face. “Where are we going?” “Some club called Transitions.” “You know that’s a drag club, don’t you?” Dustin sat up, a confused frown on his face. “Remember what I said about Jerry feeling free to visit his usual haunts?” “Yeah.” “Turns out I was wrong. But guess what? He’s visiting new places.” Chad grabbed Dustin’s chin and turned his face up kissing him soundly before continuing. “That phone call I just got? Noah Badden. He’s been going around to all the clubs in the area showing Jerry’s picture. Someone at Transitions recognized him. Does the name, Wanda, ring a bell?” “Holy shit, you’re kidding. Wanda?”

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“Um hmm. Whatever you two did in that jail cell made quite an impression on our girl, Wanda. She recognized Jerry’s picture and told Noah all about how he looked like the cute, manly little bad boy she met in jail. Some guy by the name of Dustin Parks.” “Oh, fuck.” Dustin felt his cheeks heat.

“Is there something I should know?”

“No.”

“Come on, sweetie, you can tell me,” Chad teased.

“Nothing happened,” Dustin hedged then mumbled, “Except for Wanda and

some other guy trying to put the moves on me.” Dustin got up and headed for the coat closet. He yelped when Chad swatted his ass. “What was that for?” He frowned back at Chad, rubbing his abused cheek while he walked away. Chad caught up to him, slung an arm around his shoulders and kissed his cheek. “Just ’cause you have the cutest little tush I’ve ever seen.” Dustin tried to still the twitch of his lips. “You know when we get back you’ll have to kiss it and make it better.” Reaching the coat closet in the living room by the front door, he grabbed Chad’s then his own coat. “Gives the words ‘kiss my ass’ a whole new meaning,” Chad quipped.

Donning his coat, Dustin laughed and followed Chad out to the garage.

Half an hour later Chad parked the jeep in a pay lot four blocks from the club.

Before he got out, Dustin grabbed his arm. “Tell me again why I’m here. Can’t the police just arrest him?” “You’re the only one who’s had contact with him. I want you to positively identify him. I don’t want any slip ups. Finding this guy is the key to getting you off the hook. I want that, Dustin.” Chad slid his hand behind Dustin’s head and brought their foreheads together. “I don’t want you going to trial for something you didn’t do.” “I’m not exactly thrilled about the idea either, you know.”

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“I know, baby. I know you’ve been worried. And I know you’re not exactly thrilled with the idea of seeing this bastard again but this could be it. If that’s really Jerry in there, tonight could bring an end to those worries.” Dustin nodded and kissed his lover. “Let’s do this.” Exiting the jeep, they walked the short distance to the club. Just inside the door, Noah Badden waited. Chad greeted him and introduced Dustin to the man. Noah was an inch or two taller than Dustin’s own six foot height. Rimless glasses framed deep green eyes with auburn lashes that matched the dark auburn of his hair. The two of them shook hands. Noah’s grip was firm and sure. Dustin liked him immediately despite the slight qualm he felt knowing that he and Chad had once been lovers, something Chad had explained to him a few days earlier. “I’ve been discreetly keeping an eye on him. He’s talked to a few people, had a few drinks. There’ve been a couple of discreet exchanges. He’s dealing.” “Where is he now?” Chad asked. Noah motioned with his head. “At the bar.” Dustin looked in that direction, his gaze sifting through the crowd and traveling over those seated at the bar. He didn’t see Jerry. “Are you sure? I don’t see him.” “Try taking a closer look at the lady with the blonde hair in the blue sequined number. According to Wanda, that’s our boy. It’s a great disguise and he’s carrying his stash in his cleavage.” Dustin felt his mouth drop open. Chad slipped his arm around Dustin’s waist. “You didn’t know he was into the drag scene?” “I didn’t have a clue. He never mentioned a thing about it.” “Well, let’s go see what kind of reaction we get when you go talk to him.” Chad steered Dustin in the direction of the bar. Dustin swallowed his trepidation, smiled and nodded at the suggestion Chad whispered in his ear. He glanced back to see Noah following at a discreet distance. Taking the barstool next to Jerry, he sat.

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Swiveling his seat he turned to face their prey. “Hello, beautiful. Mind if I buy you a drink.” The blonde snapped her head in Dustin’s direction and as soon as their eyes met, Dustin knew. “Hello, Jerry. I’ve been looking for you. You left something at my place.” “Dustin! What a surprise. How are you, baby? I’ve been meaning to call but um, as you can see, I’ve been a little busy.” “Don’t call me that. I’m not your baby. I’m not your anything. You left drugs in my apartment and got me arrested.” Jerry’s eyes narrowed, his pleasant expression turning stone cold and ugly. “Prove it.” “I don’t have to prove it. You’re going to the police and confess.” “Really,” Jerry laughed. “And who’s going make me do that. You? You are so pathetic. Sweet, little Dustin. You’re like a little puppy dog, so cute, everybody loves you. And smart? You with your post graduate studies and degrees in this and that. I can only imagine the shock and dismay your fall from grace must have caused. The angel lost his wings. I can’t believe how easy it was to fool you. A few kind words and a hard cock. If people only knew what a pitiful simpleton you really are. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have places to go.” Dustin sat frozen under the lash of Jerry’s putrid tirade. How could he have been so blind to the bitter resentment Jerry harbored against him? Could it be true? A few kind words and a hard cock? Was that all it took to win his affection? And if it was, what did that say about this new relationship with Chad? Jerry stood and started to walk away. Noah stepped in front of him and Chad helped block his escape. “You’re not going anywhere, Knowles. Except to jail,” Chad growled. “Who the hell are you?” “I’m Dustin’s lawyer and this is my investigator.” “Well, Mr. Big Shot Lawyer, I don’t see any cops here and neither you nor your investigator has the right to hold me here against my will.”

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“As to that, you’re perfectly right. But as for no cops? Sorry. See those two guys coming in the front door? I’ll give you a hint. Those aren’t costumes.” Jerry’s bravado disappeared. His shoulders slumped. “Son of a bitch.” “Aptly put.” Dustin remained seated while Chad and Noah dragged Jerry across the club and talked to the police officers Noah had called to come collect him. Staring at the floor, he didn’t see the person who came and seated themselves next to him. “Hello, sugar, how are you?” Dustin looked over into heavily lashed and familiar blue eyes. Wanda was dressed to the nines in an emerald green satin dress. He mustered a smile. “Wanda. Hi. I’m doing better now, thanks to you.” “Are you sure? You look like someone just stole your lollipop.” “Yeah. I was just thinking about how we don’t really know anyone. At least the way we think we do.” “Well, there’s a certain amount of truth to that, sugar, but then some people are better judges of character than others. I happen to be a very cynical and observant type of person. Take for instance the first time I saw you. You told me you were in jail for dealing drugs. My first thought after hearing that? Bullshit.” Wanda smiled, her deep voice taking on a teasing note. “I took one look into those big, innocent, baby blues and knew for a fact that you could no more deal drugs than I could play it straight.” She reached out and gently tweaked Dustin’s chin. “You’re one of those sweet people who take others at face value. You don’t expect lies or treachery. It’s a very nice way to be, but something that will get you hurt by, say, that bastard they’re hauling away?” Dustin nodded partly amazed and not a little bit touched by Wanda’s assessment. “I didn’t like him from the start. When I first saw him, he reminded me of you, until I looked into his eyes. Windows to the soul, my dear, and his is a little tarnished. But you know, a good thing came out of this. That guy who’s coming this way? He’s looking at you with so much love in his eyes it’s a wonder flowers don’t sprout from

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the floor, and flocks of sweetly twittering little blue birds aren’t circling around the two of you.” Wanda gestured a bit extravagantly then smiled. “Now he’s one of the good guys. Although, hmm, I sense a mystery there. I have a feeling that’s something you’ll figure out and when you do, you’ll find it won’t make a bit of difference. You are one lucky boy, Dustin Parks. Don’t let someone who meant you nothing but harm win. Take that beautiful man home and let him love you.” Tearing his gaze from Chad who was walking across the crowded room toward him, Dustin looked at Wanda, reached out and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek before pulling away. “You are a miracle in high heels. Thank you.” “My pleasure, sugar.” Chad arrived and added his thanks to Dustin’s. “You ready to go home?” He held his hand out to Dustin. Smiling into those honest slate-gray eyes, Dustin let his doubts slip away. He took Chad’s hand and walked out with his lover.

Epilogue “And then he confessed.” Dustin watched, his eyes filled with pride as his lover explained how Jerry Knowles’ confession got him off the hook. Five of them sat at a table near the dance floor at Midnight Howl, celebrating the dropped charges against Dustin. Nick, Ethan and Crewe were giving Chad their undivided attention. “I still don’t like the fact that Jerry got off so lightly. He would have happily sent Dustin to prison,” Nick growled. Chad sighed. “I’m not so pleased about that myself, but it was part of the deal they made. The evidence against Jerry wasn’t all that compelling. According to the nuances of their chemical components, the pills he had on him, and the stash they found in his hotel room were all from the same batch as those that were found in Dustin’s apartment. But that didn’t mean Dustin couldn’t have accepted them voluntarily.” “Certainly with the previous evidence they’d gathered and the additional evidence after catching him, Jerry was facing the same charges as Dustin. But the police and the DA were interested most in Jerry’s behavior. How had he known he was about to be arrested and to make himself scarce? Who passed the information along? They promised to give him the longest, hardest sentence they could possibly manage if he didn’t tell all. The fact that he’d been in trouble before was a good motivator. Under so much pressure, Jerry made a deal and spilled his guts. The police found the leak in their department and a lot of arrests were made. The DA was very happy.” “Well it’s over. That’s all I care about,” Dustin chimed in and leaned over to kiss Chad. “Thanks to my brilliant attorney.” “Flatterer.”

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“Just telling the truth.” “You guys are so cute together,” Ethan teased. “Just as sweet as honey,” Crewe chimed in with a grin. “I think I’m going to be sick,” Nick added while rising from his seat. “I’m going to get myself another drink. I need a buffer between me and all this lovey-dovey stuff.” He turned in the direction of the bar and came face to face with a man. Dustin looked up, his mouth opening in awe. He’d always known that Nick was an impressive specimen, six feet five inches of prime, muscular alpha male. Never had he seen anyone measure up to him. Until now. The man Nick faced matched him, in height, weight and pure presence. Amber eyes flashed and his blond hair with its multi-toned strands gleamed under the club’s lights. There was an aura of intensity about him that drew the eye. The two of them standing so close together, those invisible forces of personality touching, electrified the atmosphere. Any second now, Dustin expected to see sparks fly. It was a meeting of leviathans, a clash of titans, the kind of thing that made time stop and the world tremble with anticipation. Dustin watched as Crewe stood and made the introductions. Nick’s hand and the hand of the man named Lucas Devereau met. Dustin blinked and shook his head. The world righted itself. They were two men shaking hands and the world hadn’t exploded at their first touch. “Are you all right, baby? You look a little flushed,” Chad observed, nuzzling Dustin’s ear. “Just my imagination working overtime.” “Chad, could I impose upon you for an introduction to this young man?” Dustin looked up. Lucas was smiling down at him. Chad made the introduction and Dustin too shook hands with Lucas. The same sensation he got from Chad and Crewe flowed over Dustin. There was something about this man, something wild and untamed that drew Dustin and at the same time made him want to shiver.

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Surprisingly, Lucas joined them and fitted easily in with their group. Dustin let his gaze wander from Ethan to Crewe then on to Nick and Lucas. Even though one couple had been together for months and the other had just met, Dustin got the same impression. They belonged with each other. Seeing them together gave him a feeling of everything being just the way it was supposed to be. Just as he felt the invisible connection that bound him to Ethan and Nick, that link he felt between Crewe and Chad, something he’d mused on days ago, reached out to encompass Lucas. What was it Wanda had said? There was a mystery here? Dustin decided to wait and see how the situation played out between Nick and Lucas. If things went the way he thought they might, he was going to be comparing notes with his brothers. Lucas chose that moment to turn his gaze in Dustin’s direction. Lucas’ eyes were glowing. Blinking several times, Dustin looked again and the lambent shine was gone. Must have been a reflection from the lights, he silently mused, shifting uneasily in his chair. Seeking reassurance, he reached for the hand Chad had placed on his thigh and gave it a squeeze. Looking into his lover’s slate gray eyes and seeing the love that filled them, Dustin knew that whatever it was, once the mystery was solved, just like Wanda said, it wouldn’t make a bit of difference. “Everything okay, baby?” Chad asked giving him the smile that Dustin had come to cherish. Dustin nodded. “Perfect.”

Hoosier Werewolf 1: Midnight Howl Rrr, rrr, rrr. Not something you want to hear from your car after midnight on a cold night in December. Ethan Parks takes it in stride and decides to walk home. What could happen? Being followed by what appears to be a wolf? Being harassed by some punks in the local mini-mart? Being rescued by the hunk he’s had a crush on since high school? Oh yeah. Crewe Jackson’s been waiting patiently to claim his mate. Nine years ago both he and Ethan were too young, but now they’re all grown up. It’s time to give his sweet little nerd some lessons in love.

Hoosier Werewolf 3: Things That Go Grrr Never show weakness. For two men, human Nick Parks, and werewolf Lucas Devereau, it’s the creed they live by. Trouble is, just because something is hidden doesn’t mean it’s not there. With a little trust they may just discover in each other a mate who truly understands the heart and soul of an alpha. In the final installment of this series, Nick and his brothers Ethan and Dustin are on the verge of discovering a world few humans see. Secrets are about to be revealed and an unforeseen danger faced. The Parks brothers will need every ounce of family loyalty and love they possess to see them through the gathering storm.

Kate Steele What is it they say? Watch out for the quiet ones? Kate Steele has found that writing is the ideal way to release all those wild inner urges and she’s just getting started. “I’m aging in reverse. With the help of lots of plastic surgery and vitamins I fully expect to have my own male harem by the time I hit 90.” For now she’s settling for the quiet life in rural Indiana with family and pets. Guilty pleasure: Singing in the car. “With the volume loud enough I sound just like Celine Dion!” You can contact Kate and sing-a-long at [email protected] or visit her website at www.katesteele.com

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