Sean awoke disoriented when the alarm went off at 4:15 a.m. the next morning. He sat up and tried to reach over to slap at the clock and hit the snooze button, but he stumbled over a big, warm, good-smelling roadblock. He let out a startled cry and fell on the lump sharing his bed. It was then his brain connected the pleasant aches in his ass and elsewhere in his body with the man lying next to him who let out a startled cry of his own when Sean landed on him.
Sean managed to silence the alarm by hitting the snooze button. “Sorry,” he mumbled to Emery. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”
Even in the dark Emery managed to latch his lips onto Sean’s. “Good morning.” Emery’s voice sounded even more delicious, deep and husky and sleep-slurred.
Sean stretched and slowly crawled out of bed. He ached in places he wasn’t used to aching. Not just his ass, but his thighs, and jaw, too.
Aches that made him smile.
He found the alarm clock and shut it off so it wouldn’t buzz again. He blinked when Emery switched on the bedside lamp. Emery laced his hands behind his head and smiled at Sean.
“Am I still a dream?”
Sean slowly blinked. “I don’t know, dude. I’m not even half human until I’ve had my coffee and a shower.”
“Do you have to get up this early every day?”
“No, thank God. But we’ve got a project all the way up in Sarasota. I need the extra time to get up there to the site. Today, tomorrow, and Friday I have to get up early.” He staggered into the kitchen and set up the coffeepot. Usually he did it at night before he went to bed, but he’d been a little distracted the night before.
A giggle escaped him as he dumped grounds into the filter.
I got fucked yesterday. Fucked gooood.
And Mr. Nakey Hunk wanted him.
When the memory of Emery shifting into a dolphin in the pool threatened to upend his equilibrium, he shoved it deep down into his subconscious. He didn’t want to think about that. He could deal with that at his leisure once they’d settled into a routine. He could not deal with it right now, however, without coffee and at oh-crap-thirty in the morning. He could even deal with the fact that a guy he’d met less than twenty-four hours ago was the man he instinctively wanted to spend the rest of his life with. And he could deal with the fact that Emery magically seemed to want him just as much.
Not without coffee.
[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, sex toys, HEA]
Sean Morita and Emery Nadel are about to find out that sometimes true love is more than a lucky fluke when you meet Accidentally on Porpoise.
Sean didn’t expect to run into—and nearly over—Mr. Right while out in his boat. He’s thankful the naked hunk isn’t badly hurt. He’s even more thankful the naked hunk wants to go home with him.
Although when Mr. Right claims to be a dolphin, Sean wonders how hard he got hit in the head.
If Emery hadn’t been so busy chasing another tail—literally—he wouldn’t have done something so stupid as running straight into the path of a boat. Lucky for him that Sean, the boat’s owner, is even hunkier than the piece of dolphin tail he’d been chasing.
Unfortunately, Emery’s pod thinks he should stick to his own kind. There are those who would try to hurt Sean if Emery won’t let him go. Can Emery protect the man he loves?
A Siren Erotic Romance
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