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It was a euphoric feeling. Pleasure skirted over my skin leaving tendrils of ecstasy behind. This dream man purred and smiled but the upper half of his face was obscured by shadow. His body covered mine like a familiar blanket. He kissed me, moaning into my mouth. I wanted to give this man everything of me. His soul called to mine.
My dream man pulled away and licked my cheek. His black hair obscured his eyes, I so desperately wanted to see his eyes. “Please?” I begged. He shook his head no with a feral grin and kissed me again.
A toxic essence choked me. “Mmm!” I tried to push him away but he was stronger than me. Terror sized my chest. Muscles ached as I tried to get away from him but I couldn’t. His grip on me was too much.
Strong fingers dug into my arms, keeping me still. His long tongue slithered down my throat choking the life out of me. It tickled my insides. Pain exploded in my chest and the tongue wrapped around my heart constricting the life out of me.
Blood seeped from my mouth and slid down my face. I pleaded with my eyes, least I hoped I was, for my life. He growled and the tongue slithering down my throat tightened.
The last thing I saw was him pulling back and copper eyes bore into me from under ink black hair then my heart stopped.
I thought I’d give you a little un-edited taste of something with cake. Cause who doesn’t like cake? (If you don’t keep that info to yourself cause I love cake.)
“Do you know what you want?” He asked and Caden nodded.
Caden shifted away from Taylor in his seat. “A roast beef baked potato, no chives or sour cream, if that’s okay.”
“You can have whatever you want.” And Jeffrey meant it. If Caden wanted the entire menu, to go somewhere else, to go home and rest, whatever Caden desired he’d make it happen for the discarded pup.
Caden’s eyes lit up. “A sausage and brisket sandwich, too?”
Jeffrey smiled, he was pleased because pups needed more meat in their diet than a mature wolf. “You heard him Taylor and I’ll have the chicken lunch platter with corn on the cob and mashed potatoes.” Taylor jotted everything down with a smile and left.
Caden leaned forward looking Jeffrey over. “Thank you.”
It was so sincere Jeffrey could only say one thing. “You’re welcome.”
Taylor reappeared before Caden could say anything else with their drinks. All the while Taylor kept eyeing Caden. Jeffrey wouldn’t allow it. “He is my personal guest, Taylor. Back off.”
Taylor instantly exposed his neck. “I’m sorry, sir.”
Jeffrey waved Taylor away and took a deep breath. “Sorry about him.”
Caden blinked. “He didn’t do anything.”
“He was sizing you up.”
Caden tensed and retreated against the wall. “… why?”
“He’s a guardian of the pack and overly suspicious of new comers.”
“That makes sense.” Caden paused and licked his lips. “You’re a big shot around here, huh?”
Jeffrey shrugged and toyed with the straw. “Alpha Jeremiah Blackburn is my dad.”
Caden’s eyes went wide. “You’re the Alpha’s son? Like, next in line to take over?”
“Yeah.” Jeffrey shifted in his seat. Talking about himself like this made him uncomfortable. It’s not that he wasn’t proud of his family he was just tired of people making something of it.
Caden unwrapped his straw, placed it in his drink, and blew bubbles in his tea. “Well I lucked out.”
Jeffrey laughed and leaned on the table. “What’s your favorite book?”
Caden chewed on the end of his straw in thought. “20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, hands down. Love the ocean.”
His nose wrinkled and Caden blew more bubbles. “Cake. I absolutely love cake.”
Jeffrey laughed. “That’s a dessert not food.”
Caden frowned and tapped on the box. “It’s food.”
He briefly wondered if Caden forgot he told Jeffrey today was his birthday. “What kind of cake?”
“Any cake!” Caden’s blue eyes lit up and he bounced a little. “Cake is cake. If it’s cake, I’ll eat it.”
If you follow me on twitter I’ve been tweeting about something I’ve been writing nicknamed “Thing.” Well, Thing is The Last of Us, the third installment to my The Stallions mini series. Here’s a little piece of what I’ve been working on.
“If I wanted to take advantage of you I could’ve already. Many times.” I stalked over to him. “Even now,” Zeke’s body tensed, his eyes shifted and a long exhale spewed fear into the air. He bolted but I caught him around the throat and pinned him against the wall, but not slamming him, that would’ve been too rough for his recovery. My world exploded with sensation. I had to take a deep breathe to steady myself. His hands gripped my wrist. “I could have you and you couldn’t do anything about it.” I was so close to him I could kiss him. “But,” I leaned in a fraction more, “I’d never hurt you.” My grip turned into a caress down the side of his neck. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”