Night can be as welcoming as an old friend, or cold as a spurned lover - doubly so when you're a werewolf. Can two outcasts from society find love in the dark?
Lone wolf Zo has learned to be wary around the humans who fear him, but he has no idea what to do when he meets another lycanthrope for the first time. Of all the things he could learn from older, more experienced Theo, a way to love again is last on his list - but as the shadows grow longer, the two will grow closer, even if one of them has to be tied up to let his animal instincts run wild. What will Zo and Theo discover behind the cage bars in Zo's basement? Memories, pain, desire... and the lust of the wolf within!
Read on for 5500 words of steamy, romantic werewolf smut!
Excerpt:
"I don't want to hurt you," Theo breathed. The admission was shocking from him, his unguardedness leaving Zo to marvel.
"You won't," Zo reassured him. His eyes flitted to the chain on the floor. "I've handled much worse."
"I -- I don't want to feel alone." The last words came out in a faltering sigh as Theo exhaled heavily. He looked up at Zo, vulnerable but willing to speak his own need aloud.
Zo read the confirmation in his voice and his eyes and took Theo's face in his hands at last, cupping his cheeks as their lips brushed, then met, then melted into a kiss.
His body stiffened against Zo's own; he gently braced him against the cage bars, continuing to kiss his lips cheeks neck as he undid Theo's tie, began unbuttoning his shirt. The moans rose unbidden from his partner's throat, very much like the call of a lone wolf to the moon.
They sank against each other together, two bodies and one need.
