Animal Magnetism 2
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Adjusting to
life as a human isn’t easy, especially considering Benny’s growing feelings for
the man that rescued him from an evil scientist. Every instinct he has says
Stefan is the man for him, but the handsome man runs, making Benny wonder if
these overwhelming feeling are all on his side.
After years
spent building an empire, Stefan White has finally found something that
interests him more than work. He can’t stop thinking about Benny. One night,
Stefan gives in to his desires, only to realize the next morning what a mistake
he has made. Benny is too sweet and innocent for a man like him. So, Stefan
leaves.
Feeling like a
fool for loving someone that doesn’t love him in return, Benny leaves to make a
life for himself, walking right into the hands of a man that might be more
sadistic than the doctor that made him human. With nowhere to turn and no rescue
in sight, Benny has to learn to trust himself if he has any hope of returning to
the man that makes him want to sit up and beg for a treat.
STORY EXCERPT
Stefan White’s
chest heaved with exhaustion as he undid his bowtie, leaving the ends dangling
around his neck, and then unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt. He
removed the gold cufflinks at his wrists then folded his sleeves back one at a
time.
The only thing that
could make this night any better was a really big glass of very old scotch.
Stefan settled for a small glass. As much as he would have preferred something
bigger, the loss of control from drinking too much wasn’t something he was
willing to allow.
He would permit
himself two small glasses, however. His night had sucked from the moment he
walked into the black tie cocktail party he had been honor bound to attend. It
had sunk through the floor by the time he walked out. Why people felt the need
to throw every eligible woman within a hundred miles at him he would never know.
Some of them weren’t even that eligible. Being single was not a disease. Despite
his age, his internal clock was not ticking away.
And he was damn
tired of fighting women off when he liked men.
Stefan poured two
fingers of his best scotch, the stuff he only used on the rarest of occasions,
and then tossed it back. He coughed, smacking his chest with his other hand.
Damn shit burned
all of the way down.
A small smirk
curved one side of Stefan’s mouth as he poured himself another glass. The scotch
burned like hell, but it was a hell he was willing to endure. It was better than
letting loose with his temper and punching a wall—something he had felt like
doing a lot lately.
“Why do you drink
that stuff if you hate it so much?”
Stefan stiffened.
And that right
there would be why he felt the need to punch something, or have another drink.
Benny was the one man he wanted and couldn’t have.
Stefan finished
pouring himself another scotch, adding just a bit more than normal, and then put
the top back on the decanter. He picked up his glass and walked over to his desk
as if there wasn’t a breathtakingly beautiful man standing in his doorway.
Maybe if he ignored
him long enough, Benny would go away.
“I tasted that
stuff and it’s horrible.”
And maybe
not.
Stefan lifted the
lid of the small humidor he kept on the sideboard behind his desk and grabbed
one of his cigars—Cuban, of course. Stefan liked to think they were rolled on
the tight abdominal muscles of really hot guys rather than the thighs of virgins
as the rumors reported.
He snipped the end
and lit it up, and then grabbed his glass again and walked over to gaze out the
long floor-to-ceiling window that went the length of one wall of his office.
Buildings could be seen off in the distance, a soft hue brightening the horizon
from the thousands of lights still on in skyscrapers across the
city.
“Why do you pretend
I’m not here?”
Stefan’s eyes slid
closed. Benny was right behind him. He could feel the heat of the man’s body.
The same frustration Stefan had been trying to master for the last three months
exploded in a long, deep groan.
“I’m not trying to
pretend you’re not here, Benny.” Not all of the time, anyway. “I’m just tired
and not in the mood for company. I’ve had a very long day.”
“It doesn’t look
like your night is going any better.”
Stefan chuckled as
he opened his eyes and glanced to the side, knowing Benny would be there. Benny
was always there. He had been tracking Stefan’s every move since the second the
man came home with Kitty. It had to be the canine in him.
“Is it true that
animals understand human speech?”
Benny nodded as he
turned to stare out the window. “Yeah, it’s true. We understand a lot more than
humans think. It doesn’t always make it easier knowing what you all are saying,
though. Humans are just plain crazy.”
“I can’t say I
disagree with you there.” It had only been three months since Stefan’s brother,
Dr. Ambrose White, had an accident in his lab that turned his house cat into a
human. Through a calamity of errors and disbelief, plus the insanity of a couple
of research scientists, two other men had soon joined Kitty in human
form.
Benny the beagle
and Bugsy the bunny. Stefan still shook his head every time he thought about the
names Kitty had given his two new friends.
Bugsy tended to
stay to his room or the arboretum built on the side of the large mansion Stefan
had purchased with his brother. Benny seemed to be underfoot every time Stefan
was home.
Like
now…
Stefan clenched his
hands as he shot the other man a cold look. “Benny, shouldn’t you be in bed or
something?”
Please?
Benny shrugged. “I
slept earlier.”
“You know humans
sleep a little differently than dogs do, right?”
“Duh,” Benny
snorted.
“Don’t you have a
car to go chase or something?”
Benny’s head
tilted. “Why are you so afraid of me?”
“I’m not afraid of
you!” Stefan’s nostrils flared as a little voice in his head called him a liar.
He turned back to the window, wishing Benny would go back to wherever he came
from…or bend over the desk. Either would do, but Stefan knew which one he was
hoping for.
Benny had been
driving him crazy since the moment he had arrived. Stefan tried to remind
himself that the gorgeous man that stood beside him used to be a beagle, but his
libido just wouldn’t accept it. He wanted Benny with a deep need that made him
ache.
He just couldn’t
have Benny, and he knew it. He had seen too much in his life, done too much. He
was jaded and that was not what the handsome beagle needed in his
life.
“I’m not afraid of
you, Benny, I just—”
“Good,” Benny said,
“because I’ve decided I want you to be my human.”
ADULT EXCERPT
“What is so bad
about you being my human?” Benny whispered.
Benny’s hand slid
up Stefan’s back, setting Stefan’s blood on fire. He ground his teeth, telling
himself not to give in to the temptation. Putting some distance between them,
Stefan turned and his jaw dropped.
Benny was standing
there in the middle of his room, naked. How the hell had the guy gotten
undressed so quickly? More to the point, why in the hell did he have to look so
damn gorgeous? Regardless of his resolve that he wasn’t going to entertain the
idea of being with Benny, Stefan’s cock became ramrod straight, pressing
painfully into his zipper.
“Don’t you want me,
Stefan?” Benny asked, palming his erection. Stefan knew that Benny wasn’t
worldly, that he was too innocent in all of this. The man was fumbling with his
cock like he didn’t know what to do with it. Stefan had plenty of ideas—No, he
wasn’t going to go there.
Benny began to walk
seductively toward Stefan, his slim hips rocking from side to side. Stefan’s
mouth went dry as his pulse sped up. He didn’t want to corrupt Benny, but Stefan
was only human. A man could only take so much temptation.
“Please, Stefan.”
Benny’s lower lip slid forward, and Stefan had an image of what those lush lips
could do. His cock jerked at the thought of Benny sucking his dick.
“Benny,” Stefan
said in warning, but his words lacked any real heat. He wanted to send the man
away. Oh, how he wanted to. But his cock had a mind of its own.
When Benny moved
into Stefan’s space, rubbing his erection against Stefan’s hip, all bets were
off. Stefan wrapped his hand around the back of Benny’s neck, grabbing a large
handful of hair and pulling the man’s head back until it tilted up to
his.
He traced the soft
fullness of Benny’s lips with his tongue. His lips feather-touched Benny’s with
tantalizing persuasion until the man opened for him, and then Stefan’s tongue
dived in and explored.
An anxious whine
fell from Benny’s lips, and Stefan ate it up as his cock pulsed at the sound.
God, he’d never had a lover who felt so right in his arms. He had never felt
this level of want or need.
His body was aching
for Benny’s.
As he kissed Benny,
Stefan stroked his fingers over his back, feeling the gentle fire growing
between them. It grew until he felt the flames of desire sweep through his body,
setting him on fire.
“Spread your legs,
baby.”
Benny complied, his
knees falling apart. Stefan could see goose bumps race up Benny’s body as he
caressed the man, his hands skimming up Benny’s thighs then down between his
legs, fondling Benny’s sac.
Stefan’s hand
pushed downward, wrapping around Benny’s cock. He could feel the clear liquid
spilling onto his hand as he stared down into Benny’s pretty face. He felt Benny
shudder in his arms, a long, low groan falling from the man’s
lips.
“I want to taste
you.” Stefan lifted Benny up into his arms before kneeling and laying Benny
gently on the carpet. He leaned back on his knees, in awe of the beauty lying
open before him, for his feast. “You’re the most breathtaking creature I have
ever laid eyes on.”
Benny blushed, and
Stefan’s heart clenched at the display of emotion. Benny was gorgeous and wasn’t
even aware of it. That only added to his charm. Benny’s body was trembling as he
spread his legs wider for Stefan.
Stefan’s hands
skated down Benny’s sides, cupping his hips as he lowered himself to nestle
between his lover’s thighs. He felt gooseflesh once again under his palms. This
was exquisite torture, to have an effect on someone like this.
Stefan stole a
glance up to see Benny watching him. Keeping his eyes locked onto Benny’s,
Stefan flicked his tongue out, licking the moisture from the tip of the
throbbing cock at his mouth.
The taste exploded
across his tongue.
Stefan would never
get enough of Benny, never. He wanted to taste Benny’s seed surging down his
throat. Stefan parted his lips, allowing the head to enter, and then he sucked
and twirled with his tongue, enjoying the spongy head pressed against the roof
of his mouth.
Benny bucked,
grabbing handfuls of Stefan’s hair in his hands. “Suck it, Stefan. Please,”
Benny hissed between clenched teeth.
Stefan worked
Benny’s cock in his mouth, feeling as though he were one exposed, raw nerve. His
cock was beating out a rhythm of pure ecstasy, and Stefan wanted more, so much
more.
Stefan hollowed his
cheeks, creating suction with his lips as he took Benny’s cock to the back of
his throat. He hummed as he reached down, cupping his lover’s balls, rolling
them in his hand.
Benny whimpered and
lifted himself up against Stefan. Stefan had to throw his left arm over Benny’s
hips to stop the man from withering all over the damn place. He smiled to
himself as Benny went wild under him.
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