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Eight Arms to Hold You [The Collector 4]
by Ally Blue
Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica
Description: The last of an ancient race of shapeshifters, Luke must find a sunken treasure before his adoptive father. Austin is a diver. Down on his luck, but a survivor. He agrees to help Luke, and finds more than he ever bargained for. [Publisher's Note: This book contains subject matter that some readers may find objectionable: male/male sexual practices and violence.]
eBook Publisher: Loose Id, LLC, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: December 2007
 
54 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [290 KB]
Words: 65679
Reading time: 187-262 min.
Austin finished dressing Luke's wound in silence. Luke held perfectly still, but Austin saw his pain in the set of his shoulders. He could tell Luke had his guard up, and it bothered him. Something about Luke made Austin want to gain his trust. Austin had a feeling Luke trusted very few people. "Okay, done." Austin smiled. "How's it feel?" Luke flexed his thigh. "Better, actually." He returned Austin's smile. "Thanks." "No problem." Austin knelt there on the floor between Luke's legs, staring into Luke's bottomless eyes, knowing he should get up but unable to make himself move. His hand, he realized with a shock, still rested on Luke's thigh. Luke licked his lips. "Austi...? To his own surprise, Austin found himself moving his hand further up Luke's thigh. Luke let out a barely audible sigh. His eyes burned into Austin's. Those plush pink lips called to Austin like a siren song. Without considering what he was doing or why, Austin rose to rest one knee on the edge of the couch, leaned forward, and pressed a tentative kiss to Luke's mouth. The second their lips touched, sparks jumped between them, and something inside Austin shifted. He felt as if his entire life had been leading up to this one moment, to this kiss that suffused his soul with a hot, fierce joy. Austin didn't understand it, but he knew that having tasted this, nothing else could ever replace it. A small, needy sound escaped Luke's throat. His hands came up to clutch Austin's shoulders, his tongue flicking at Austin's lips. Fire shot up Austin's spine. Sliding closer without breaking the kiss, he tangled his free hand into Luke's baby soft hair. The other hand gently kneaded Luke's thigh, careful to avoid the newly bandaged wound. "Oh God," Luke gasped. "Austin. Touch me." "Are you sure?" Austin asked, even as his fingers brushed Luke's balls. "You're hurt." "Yes." Luke sucked Austin's bottom lip into his mouth and let it go with a pop. "It's been so lon...? "For me too." Watching Luke's face, Austin wrapped his hand around Luke's rapidly hardening prick. The way Luke moaned at the touch sent a spike of lust through his body. "God, you're gorgeous." Luke stared at him from inches away, black eyes wide and hot. "I want you. Is that wrong?" It was an odd question, Austin thought. Or, at least, it was odd for Luke to be the one asking it. After all, Austin was the one taking advantage of an injured man, not the other way around. Although the hungry look in Luke's eyes argued that Luke, at least, didn't think he was being taken advantage of. "Wrong? Christ, I hope not," Austin said with feeling. Luke let out a breathless little laugh, pulled Austin close and kissed him. Austin opened wide to Luke's questing tongue. In the morning, he might regret it, but right now, pure sensation had him in its grip. The taste of Luke's mouth, the feel of Luke's cock, hard and hot in his hand, the musky-sweet smell of Luke's skin, all conspired to erase rational thought and replace it with unadulterated need. When Luke's fingers slipped into the opening in the front of Austin's boxers, he straddled Luke's lap to give him better access. The feel of Luke's long, graceful hand on his cock tore a groan from Austin's throat. His own hand tightened around Luke's shaft, stroking harder, encouraged by Luke's soft whimpers and the lusty roll of his hips. The position was awkward as hell, and Austin's wrist began to cramp within minutes, but he didn't care. It had been months since his last sexual encounter, trading blowjobs with one of the Blackjack dealers from The Acadian. Consequently, it was only a few minutes before Austin felt the orgasm building low in his belly.
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