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HARLEY’S
HEART
Special Operations
4
After being rescued from ten months spent in hell, all
Harlan Thomas wants to do is go home to the one man whose memory kept him alive.
Trouble is, Miko is not where Harley left him.
Mitsuaki Thomas was
heartbroken when his husband didn’t come home from a mission. He didn’t give up
when the letters stopped or even when his mother-in-law had a funeral for
Harley. But when he’s forced out of his home, Miko finally admits that maybe
Harley is gone. Still, he wants to continue the dreams they had discussed, no
matter how impossible they might be.
When Harley shows up on his
doorstep, Miko is shocked to learn that he’s alive. Miko just doesn’t know if
the life he created will be enough to keep the man home and
happy.
When trouble starts, Harley and Miko have to put aside
their differences and learn to work as a team or the people bent on keeping them
apart permanently just might get their wish. With the help of some friends, they
just might have the chance to keep their little family
together.
Coming March 12th from Siren
Publishing
STORY
EXCERPT
"I think this is
it."
Harland 'Harley' Thomas
fingered the long scar running down his cheek as he looked over to where his
driver and friend, Manny, was pointing. His heart pounded a little faster as he
glanced at the driveway. He couldn't help but chuckle when he read the ranch
sign hanging over the driveway.
Crazy
Acres
That sounded just about
right.
He couldn't see anything of
the place beyond the sign as trees lined both sides of the driveway for as far
as the eye could see. Harley nodded to Manny and the SUV slowly turned onto the
driveway.
"Damn!" Manny said as they
drove past the tree line and the view opened to show a majestic sight. He gave a
low whistle as his eyes darted over the land. "This is pretty nice,
man."
Harley couldn't agree more.
It was just as he had imagined, maybe even better. Fencing lined both sides of
the driveway all of the way up to the house. The field on the passenger side of
the vehicle was empty but the field on the driver's side had several horses
grazing in it, looking as if they didn’t have a care in the world.
Beyond the house and fenced
in pastures, the entire place was surrounded by tree covered hills, like the
little valley the ranch sat in was created just for it. The driveway came to an
end in a round circle right in front of a large log cabin. Situated right inside
of the circular drive was a large oak tree with grass growing around it.
Manny brought the SUV to a
stop right in front of the house. "Do you want me to go in with you?" he asked
as he cut the engine and turned to look at Harley.
Harley grinned as he looked
at Manny, and then into the backseat where Bill and his lover Angelo were
seated. He shook his head. "No, I have this."
Harley opened the door and
swung his legs down to the ground. His feet hit the paved driveway and he
grimaced when he had to reach back in for his cane. He would have preferred
doing this without a cane but if he wanted to walk, he had to carry the damn
thing with him.
As he headed toward the
house, Harley’s eyes gazed over the place, taking in the vision he had dreamt
about. It looked exactly like it had in his dreams, right down to the wraparound
porch and the large front windows. He hoped the inside looked just as he had
seen it in his head as well.
Using his cane, Harley
slowly made his way up the steps to the front door. He took a moment to look
around, seeing the hard work that had gone into building the place. Besides the
fenced pastures and the house, there was a barn set just beyond the driveway. It
was all so picturesque.
And
perfect.
Before lifting his hand and
knocking on the door, Harley drew in a fortifying breath and then slowly blew it
out. This was it. The next few seconds could make or break him and he knew it.
He had been through a nightmarish hell, and lived for only one single reason.
With any luck, that reason was about to be his reward for staying
alive.
Harley's heart felt like it
was climbing into his throat and squeezing the very breath from him when he
heard a soft musical voice from inside the house and then the door slowly
opened. His breath froze in his lungs and he found it hard to breathe when his
saw a long cascade of black hair and the soul deep caramel-brown eyes that
blinked up at him through the screen door.
Harley had to literally
make himself start breathing again. The vision was so breathtaking that all he
wanted to do was just stand there and admire the man.
"Hello, Mitsuaki," he whispered in a
voice that sounded echoed and seemed to come from far
away.
"Harley-chan?" There was a
slight tinge of wonder in Miko's voice, the magical lilt pulling Harley in
deeper. "You alive, Harley-chan?"
Harley felt tears clog his
throat but he managed a tremulous smile despite them. "I'm alive, Miko." Barely,
but now wasn't the time to think about that. Harley would rather think about the
beauty standing before him. He had pretty much been thinking of nothing else for
months.
Miko had haunted Harley's
dreams, awake or asleep like a vision that wrapped itself around him and brought
him comfort in a time when he needed it most. He was pretty sure the gorgeous
man was the only reason he was alive and standing on the front porch of a house
he had only fantasized about instead of dead in some drug lord’s crazy clutches
in Central America.
The screen door slowly
pushed open and Miko stumbled out, staring up at Harley like he was seeing a
ghost—like he wasn’t real or tangible. Miko's hand trembled as he reached up and
pressed the lightest of touches against the side of Harley's face, his fingers
as smooth as silk and as warm as the summer sun.
"You alive, Harley-chan!"
ADULT
EXCERPT
Harley felt the uneven
rhythm of Miko's breathing and knew his lover was just as affected by their
closeness as he was. He trailed his finger over Miko’s silken skin, circling his
bellybutton before moving further up his chest. He might not be able to see
where his fingers were going but he could see the response to his touch in the
slow tenting in Miko’s boxers.
“You like it when I touch
you, don’t you, Miko?”
“Hai,” Miko groaned.
“Yes.”
“You missed my touch,”
Harley murmured as he brushed his fingers over Miko’s taut nipples. The anxious
whine that fell from Miko’s lips was the man’s only response. Harley felt a
ripple of excitement roll through him at the needy little sound. “I missed
touching you, Miko.”
God, he had missed touching
his lover. Miko’s body was built to be made love to. His slim frame fit
perfectly into Harley’s arms. His soft skin and delicate bones were in such deep
contrast to Harley’s hard toned body that it was almost awe inspiring to look
at.
Miko cried out and arched,
pushing into Harley’s hand when he rolled one hard pebbled nipple between his
fingers. Harley’s mouth went dry at the sight. Miko had always been so damn
responsive to his touch, and knowing that he was the only man to ever see Miko’s
pleasure made it even more special.
Harley reached down and
grabbed the hem of Miko’s t-shirt and pulled it up. Miko lifted his arms and
Harley pulled the cotton shirt off, tossing it off the side of the bed. Harley
brushed his hands down over Miko’s chest again, pushing them down to the edge of
Miko’s boxers.
When the man offered no
protest, Harley pushed the waistband of the boxers down, freeing Miko’s thick
erection. It bounced up and slapped against Miko’s abdomen, leaving a trail of
pre-cum against Miko’s skin.
Hunger spiraled through
Harley at the sight of the hardened flesh. Miko’s cock was perfect in his
eyes—not too small and not too large, not too thin and not too thick. It was
perfect, just like Miko.
Harley heard Miko’s
breathing hitch when he wrapped his hand around him. Harley smiled and blew a
breath of air against Miko’s ear. “Do you like that, baby?” he asked as he gave
the thick shaft one long stroke with his hand.
“Hai!”
There
was a glint of wonder in Miko’s eyes as he looked up at Harley. It was too much
for Harley to resist. He fisted his hand in Miko’s hair and brought their mouths
together, devouring Miko’s lips with all of the pent up hunger he had been
feeling for the last two years.
At the same time, he stroked Miko’s cock, tightening his
fingers then loosening them, drawing out the pleasure as long as he could. The
little needy noises Miko started making drowned out the thundering of
Harley’s heart.
Harley slid his hand down
to Miko’s abdomen and pulled the man back into the apex of his thighs as far as
he would go. It pushed Miko’s back right up against him, trapping Harley’s hard,
aching cock between them.
“My sweet baby,” Harley
whispered against Miko’s lips, knowing that his lover liked to hear him talk
when they were alone like this. It was one of the few times when Miko felt he
could be open and free with what he was feeling. “So beautiful and all
mine.”
“Hai, Harley-chan,” Miko whimpered. “All
yours, just yours.”
Music to my ears.
“Come for me, Miko,” Harley
demanded as he sped up the movement of his hand. The wiggling of Miko’s body
against his cock was pushing him closer to his own release and he wanted to
watch Miko come before that happened. He needed it. “Show me how much you want
me, baby.”
A knot rose in Harley’s
throat when Miko cried out and arched up. Miko’s hips thrust up, driving his
cock into Harley’s hand. Ropes of pearly white cum shot from his cock and
splattered over Harley’s hand and Miko’s abdomen.
“Damn, baby,” Harley
whispered as a hot ache grew in his throat. He leaned back against the pillows
so that he could reach down and palm his own aching cock but before he could,
Miko flipped around and swallowed him down to the root.
“Miko!”
Harley’s eyes rolled back
into his head as intense pleasure swamped every nerve in his body. Harley knew
it had been a long time but he came almost embarrassingly fast. One long lick of
Miko’s tongue and a deep swallow and Harley was shouting out his release,
pumping shot after shot of cum into his lover’s mouth.
Harley closed his eyes as
he collapsed back against the pillows, panting heavily. He felt Miko move up to
stretch out beside him, and felt the tentative touch of the man’s delicate
fingers on his chest.
“You okay,
Harley-chan?”
Harley smiled as he opened
his eyes to stare up at Miko. “I’m perfect, baby.”
“Not…” Miko’s worried eyes
roamed over Harley’s body. “Not too much?”
“No, love, it was just
right.” Harley glanced around then laughed. “But a washcloth would be a good
idea,” he said as he held up his cum covered hand.
“I get.” Miko bounced off
the bed and ran to the bathroom. He was back a moment later with a clean
washcloth. Miko hurriedly wiped them both down then took the washcloth back to
the bathroom. The bed bounced again when Miko came back and climbed
on.
Harley held out his arm,
letting out a deep sigh as a peace he hadn’t felt in months entered his soul as
Miko curled into his side. Miko’s head rested on Harley’s chest, his finger
gently stroking his skin. Harley wrapped his arms around Miko and held him
close, stroking his hand up and down Miko’s smooth
back.
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