Claiming Korey
Urban Affairs: 2
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[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic
Alternative Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, shape-shifters, light consensual
BDSM, HEA]
Korey Wolfe leaves Chicago,
rather than allow himself to be claimed by an Alpha he doesn't know. Arriving
in New York, he falls for another wolf-shifter, and he believes his running
days are over. Life with Tate is good—until Korey is kidnapped by a gang of
were-slavers.
Tate sets himself up as bait
hoping the slave dealers will lead him to Korey, but the plan goes south and
Tate is captured. The slavers deliver him to Indio Lykaios, a wealthy shifter
who owns a security company in Chicago.
Indio plans to let go Tate go.
Then he discovers there's a connection between Tate and Korey, his missing
Omega, and he's forced to join forces with his rival. After a successful rescue
mission, Korey is caught between two strong men. Can he stay loyal to one while
denying his attraction for the other? Or is it possible to have them both?
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Excerpt
“What do you want for your birthday, stud?” Korey eyed
Tate’s body with undisguised appreciation. His boyfriend was a wolf’s wet
dream. He focused on Tate’s upper body,
where his sleeveless leather vest hugged every inch of his delicious torso and
showed off upper arms covered in ink. A wolf’s face peered through its
paws at Korey from his boyfriend’s right
bicep. Resilience and composure.
On Tate’s left bicep, a rabid wolf
pounced from a scar with bloody red edges, signifying the headstrong traits in
wolves. And on Tate’s back, underneath the leather, Korey pictured the Gemini
tattoo with two wolves representing Roman twins, Remus and Romulus, who were
brought up by a she-wolf. Compassion and
warmth. Yeah, all that and more summed up Tate. Under the muscles and ink
lurked a man with many sides to his complex personality. And all mine—
Two muscular arms hauled Korey against a hard chest
and a harder prick. “Stop thinking so much.”
The heat pouring off Tate’s body just about melted
Korey into a gooey puddle and rendered him speechless.
Tate lifted Korey off his feet. “Hmm… You know what I
want, Sunshine…?”
I thought I
did. Korey
looked up at gold-green eyes, so intense they seemed to bore right through
him. He’d planned to give his man the
best blow job of his life, but now it looked like Tate wanted something else.
Didn’t matter. He could have whatever he wanted.
Happy Reading!
Gale Stanley
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