- A Tiger's Tale
Seth Carmichael never did anything wrong, but instead of working at the local library, he was running for his life. His herd was hunting him and with few resources, Seth’s options were fading fast. Until, that is, he heard the rumble of a motorcycle. Peeking through the tree he was hiding in, he couldn’t believe his eyes. Had salvation come in the form of a badass biker?
Ra (no last name and proud of it) was a tiger on a mission. He’d scented his mate and then the little rabbit ran away before his teeth could engage. Ra heard the gossip around Arrowtown; he knew his mate was a hunted man. But if the sweet man was on the run, he needed someone to look after him; Ra figured he was the right man for the job.
A meeting, a mating and yet another meeting. What should have been a straight forward relationship turned into so much more on their very first outing as a mated couple. Now Ra has to count on the strength of his mate and the help of his friends, if he and Seth are ever to have the HEA they’d planned for. And what was with all these Fae turning up out of the blue?
Warning: Contains a tiger who keeps putting his foot in it; a tiny lop-eared rabbit who is stronger than he looks and a bunch of friends who’ll hide a body, no questions asked
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“We have to talk.” Ra stayed by the bedroom door, his arms crossed, his features firm. He was not going to be swayed by Seth’s gorgeous body, sprawled out among his pillows. He was not going to be tempted by that slender cock hardening under his gaze. Nope. Seth said good relationships came from communicating and he had things he had to say.
“Can’t you at least cuddle me while you lecture me?” Seth asked and oh, those blue eyes of his were so soft and warm and….
“Properly talk,” Ra held himself back through sheer force of will. “You said we needed to communicate. If I get on that bed, then you’ll kiss me and your arms will be around me….” Fuck this is harder than I thought it would be. Because Ra could see it in his mind’s eye, could already feel Seth’s lithe body draped over his and damn, his cock tried to point out it’d been a long day.READ MORE
“I don’t think you were very fair to me with this whole Simpson affair,” he continued, ignoring his persistent body part. “You lied by omission, you deliberately set out to divert my attention every time I mentioned your attack. You clouded my brain with sex those few times I tried to have a meaningful conversation with you, and that’s not the way to treat a true mate. You should’ve talked to me; been honest with me.”
A kaleidoscope of emotions flew across Seth’s face. Hurt, Ra could recognize, and anger, but there was a myriad of others that passed too fast for Ra to identify. Settling for nothing more than a bland mask, Seth grabbed his robe from the edge of the bed and slipped it over his shoulders. “What do you suggest I do about it?” He said, tying the belt roughly around his middle and crossing his arms.
“Er….” Ra hadn’t got that far in his thinking process. In his head, he’d firmly state the ways he felt he’d been mistreated, Seth would say sorry and promise never to do it again and then they’d fall into bed together and exchange bodily fluids. Seth wasn’t following the script. “Well,” he huffed. “I’m very hurt that you don’t trust me. You didn’t know for sure my tiger would hunt down Simpson and Gareth if I knew they were the attackers.”
Seth snorted. Ra decided to try a different tact. “Using sex as a means of shutting me up and stopping me thinking about important matters such as your safety is underhanded.”
“Oh.” Ra didn’t like the tone of that single syllable one bit. “So, are you saying you haven’t liked the sex we’ve been having? Did you touch me under duress, did you feel forced in any way?”
Ra frowned. “No, of course not. I want you all the time and I loved every minute of it.”
“So, what’s the problem?” Seth arched an eyebrow and damn, that look was sexy too.
“Everything,” Ra shouted, unsure when exactly he’d lost control of the conversation, but knowing he had. “On Thursday I asked who your attackers were and you kissed me. Friday, I asked if someone had got in touch regarding the town meeting. I got a blowjob. Last night, I knew something was bothering you and yet before I had a chance to say a word I had my mouth filled with steak, followed by your cock. Every time I ask you if you’re okay, you pull out the lube.”
“You poor, poor tiger,” Seth examined his fingernails. “Must be terrible to have such an oversexed mate.”COLLAPSE