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When the sea god’s only son is told his fated mate is the marine biologist of his extremely wet dreams, Reef is beyond thrilled. Unfortunately, becoming human is harder than he thought, and if he doesn’t get the Arian Prince to acknowledge their blossoming love, he could become nothing but sea foam. In this next story of the Cob Brothers, Swan Prince meets the Little Merman, and the stakes have never been higher as the battle over Aria continues to spill over to Earth.
Excerpt:
Fisher Cob sat on a log of driftwood and looked out over the sea. The waves crashed against the boulders, sending up bright sprays of water into the sky. Oceans called to him, they always had. Something about the movement of the waves, the smell of salty wetness and the feeling of utter peace the ocean gave him banished his homesickness.
As much as he loved the kingdom of Aria, he was going to miss Earth when he went home. Last time they’d talked, his brother Landon had said they were heading back to Aria soon. Although he would return when his brother, the future king, demanded, Fisher had mixed feelings about going home. The man he’d been dating on and off for the past three months wasn’t permanent mate material, Fisher knew that. Nonetheless, Jimmy had been entertaining. Fisher would miss the freedom to date whoever he wanted without the entire court watching. At least on Earth, he knew men dated him because they liked him, not due to his royal status.
Fisher wasn’t looking for something permanent, unlike Landon, who had the entire kingdom on his shoulders.
Fisher just wanted to have a good time. Luckily, his relationship with Jimmy was winding down. He could tell by the fidgety way their dates had gone lately that his semi-boyfriend was looking for greener pastures. Since Jimmy’s disappointment in their relationship aligned neatly with Fisher going back to Aria, he didn’t really have any motivation to try and fix it. A bit selfish of him, he knew, but Fisher didn’t like confrontation. Another reason he enjoyed being second in line for the throne instead of first. He didn’t have the skills necessary to run an entire kingdom. No, he was content with being second and following his brother’s lead in life.
A shiver pimpled his skin, making him realize that, with the sun going down, he should’ve brought a jacket. Shaking his head at his lack of preparation, Fisher stood up and skipped a stone across the water. His eyes followed the stone until he heard a loud, “Ouch.”
“What the hell?”
Squinting his eyes, Fisher tried to make out anything among the waves. Was someone swimming out there? He couldn’t see a soul, and the sunlight from the setting sun reflected brilliantly across the water and prevented any good visibility. “Hello,” he shouted.
No response.
Huh.
If he hadn’t imagined the voice, the person must be all right. After all, if he’d knocked them unconscious with that little rock, they wouldn’t have been able to yell.
“Hey, Fisher.” Jimmy’s voice reached him over the sound of the waves.
He spun around in surprise. “Jimmy, what are you doing here?”
Jimmy gave him a bashful smile. “I wanted to have dinner together. I knew this is your favorite spot when you have time to yourself. I thought I’d take a chance and swing by.”
Fisher’s stomach growled. Looking up into Jimmy’s friendly green eyes, he smiled. “Sure, that would be great.”
He knew Jimmy didn’t harbor any deep feelings for him. There was too much laid-back surfer boy in Jimmy to obsess about anyone. They might not have a hot romance, but there was nothing wrong with friends with benefits as Earth people called it. He went to the tips of his toes and let Jimmy tug him closer.
“Mmm,” he moaned against Jimmy’s mouth.
Jimmy wrapped his hands around Fisher’s hips and pulled him tight in an unexpected show of passion. Fisher tried to ease back. They were out in public, and Earth people didn’t show affection between men as openly as they did in Aria.
“What the hell!” Jimmy let Fisher go as a wave washed over the men, breaking them apart. “But it’s low tide,” Jimmy exclaimed as the water swirled around his calves.
Fisher laughed as their pants became soaked to the skin.
Ominous dark clouds rolled across the water. Fisher frowned. “Let’s get out of this weird weather.”
Arms looped through each other’s, they made their way across the sand and out of the tumultuous sea.Jimmy laughed. “That was freaky.”
Fisher nodded, but he couldn’t help looking back. If they were in Aria, he would’ve suspected magic, but everyone knew that just didn’t happen on Earth.
Love may be blind, but hell hath no fury like a Hawk being denied his mate.
Hawk shifter Gage has never felt like he fit in—not when he was a teen struggling to survive on the streets and not now that he’s part of the coalition. But he puts on a happy face to hide his feelings and his battles with his inner demons. The only thing that brings Gage any happiness is Branson, a blind Lion shifter who is sexy as hell and smarter the rest of the coalition put together. Too bad Branson has made it clear that he wants nothing to do with Gage.
Branson has no idea why a hot young Hawk sifter would want damaged goods like him. For years, the rest of the coalition has ignored Branson and he’s gotten used to the solitude, making Gage’s attentions particularly unsettling. Despite his misgivings, Branson finds himself becoming more and more drawn to Gage.Then a shocking secret from Gage’s past is revealed—a secret that could destroy not only the Hawk, but the whole coalition. Branson finds himself facing the biggest dilemma of all—does he choose the coalition or the man who’s managed to capture his heart?
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Unable to stand the thought of his mate fearing him, Branson moved forward until he was standing right in front of Gage and then shifted into his human form. Never before had Branson cursed his blindness more as the image of Gage immediately gave way to the all-too-familiar blackness.
Branson could still feel though and he took full advantage of that. Putting a hand on either side of Gage’s head, Branson leaned in until their bodies were pressed together.A moan slipped past Branson as he noted how perfectly Gage’s hard body fit against him. Unable to help himself, he leaned in and buried his nose in the crook of Gage’s neck, a sense of calm going through Branson as he was still able to detect his mate’s scent under all those vile layers of Cougar stank.
While he couldn’t see Gage exposing his throat in a sign of submission, Branson
could feel the subtle movement of Gage’s head tilting to the side. Branson took the opportunity, running his tongue up the expanse of skin that was slightly rough with stubble.
Gage let out a shivering gasp, but Branson’s nose told him it was from arousal not fear. Reaching down to cup Gage’s erection further confirmed Branson’s suspicion. Gage let out a sound halfway between a sob and a moan.
“What are you doing?” Gage asked, his voice a bit more stable.
Rubbing his cheek over Gage’s chin, Branson replied, “Getting his scent off you.”
“Why do you care? Last time I checked, you didn’t want anything to do with a young, stupid bird.”
While Gage may have sounded angry, the way he thrust into
Branson’s hand said otherwise. For the first time ever, Branson cursed the fact that whenever they shifted back into human form, their clothes reappeared as well. Right then, he’d give his left canine for some skin-on-skin contact.
“I changed my mind,” Branson replied simply as he continued to rub his scent on Gage.
“You changed your mind?” Gage echoed incredulously as he shoved Branson in the chest.
The move didn’t unsettle Branson at all. While he may not be a soldier like Gage, he was still a Lion and that made him stronger both in human and animal form.
“When Skye told me that you took off with Damien, I thought I was going to go crazy. All I could think of was him touching you, kissing you, claiming you.”
“What in the hell? Skye was the one who encouraged me to say yes to Damien’s invitation in the first place.”
Branson let out a chuckle. Maybe his brother wasn’t so dense after all because he’d managed to find the one thing that would finally make Branson take some action. Some good old fashioned jealousy had managed to work wonders.
“I think Skye knew that would finally make me wake up and realize that I was being such an ass as far as you were concerned.”
“It’s about damn time, too” Carson called, reminding Branson that they still had an audience.
Gage stiffened. “So, you chasing me down and rubbing against me is supposed to make up for all the mean things you’ve said to me in the past?”
“No. I suspect that I’ll be doing a whole hell of a lot of groveling for the unforeseen future. Right now, I just want to take you back to my apartment and fuck you senseless.”
None of the tension left Gage’s body. “So, is that all you want? A quick hook-up and you decided I would be convenient since you already know how much I like you?”
Leaning in, Branson whispered in Gage’s ear, “No, I want to take you back so I can finally do the right thing and claim you as mine.”
