VINCENT KAMATEROS is an exiled vampire making a routine living as the owner of a cupcake bakery in Arizona. Until a car with a dead driver crashes through the wall of his shop, bringing after it, All-American, closeted cop, JOHN REEDER. Smitten the instant he sees John, but bound to silence by the Vampire High Council, he can never reveal his true self to John. Detective John Reeder can’t control his attraction to the sexy Italian baker. But as addictive as the sex is, John can’t overcome his fear of rejection for being gay, and open his heart to a man with so many secrets.
Copyright © Viki Lyn and Vina Grey, 2014
How had John ended up in Vincent’s embrace?
Male and hard.
Slender muscles and sharp planes.
Vincent’s strength and restless sexual hunger, the masculine smell emanating off the man turned him on.
With a spinning head, he grabbed Vincent’s face and kissed him. Parting his lips, he allowed Vincent’s tongue to invade his mouth, the shock of his taste, coffee, a hint of wine, and something deliciously dark, intoxicating him as much as the wine he had drunk. Lips soft but firm, and experienced. Kissing a guy, this guy, felt damn good. It was a mistake but he’d enjoy it then face himself later.
“So you do it now, amante?” drawled Vincent, his tone teasing, as his lips nibbled John’s.
“Do what?” mumbled John.
Oh, hell! How did Vincent know he never kissed? He tried to push away to ask, but Vincent swept in closer, bumping him back against the wall.
“No, you don’t back away now. Sono troppo affamato per te.”
“I have no idea what you’re saying.” John muttered.
“Si. Il linguaggio dell’amore.”
If Vincent didn’t stop spouting Italian nonsense, John was going to crawl up his body and eat him alive.
“Mm. Whatever you said, it’s sexy as hell.” John slipped off his shirt, and unzipped his pants, freeing himself, finally, and surrendering to this deep need. With his control shot to hell, this once he’d enjoy heaven. Fuck his rules.
Pinned against the door, he rubbed his crotch against Vincent’s hardness then set to work on his pants. Finally they were both naked and lust rippled through him, making his knees weak.
John’s whistled at the phoenix tattooed on Vincent’s right shoulder blade, the wings sweeping upward in flight. “I never took you for a tat man. What’s that about?”
Vincent rubbed John’s arm. “Youthful folly. Nothing more.”
John traced the lines of the wing and kissed Vincent’s shoulder. Before he could think more about it, Vincent had him in his arms, rolling on the bed. A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest but he held it in as Vincent’s kissed his
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph…
Was his tongue on his…damn.
The dream had been fantastic but this beat any fantasy.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
What inspires me – the reality that romance between lovers is a hope more than a guarantee. My stories are an eclectic mix of contemporary and paranormal, but it is always romance that drives the story to its final happily-ever-after. There’s nothing better than reading a good book over an espresso, watching a movie or trying out a new restaurant. I’m the author of several gay romances, including Last Chance, Rainbow Award winner for the Best Gay Paranormal/Horror. Viki’s website is http://www.vikilyn.com/;
Vina Grey loves writing about romance. Two people finding each other, the two-step before they get together and the happily ever after, have to be the best story ever. Throw in some paranormal elements and she’s in heaven. Vampires and cops, anyone? She loves to jabber away with anyone about books, so drop her a line at email@example.com. Vina’s cyber home is here: http://vinagrey.wordpress.com
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