J.M. Snyder

Derek Meredith lost his lover of ten years, Tad Archer, in a boating accident. Four months later, anonymous phone calls lead him to a weathered bar on the coast, where he runs into an old friend named Kellen who has, in his own words, found something Derek has lost. Kellen and Derek are both members of a mythical race of sea creatures known as merrows. Friends earlier in life, Kellen had loved Derek from childhood, but a wanderlust filled Derek's heart, leading him to seek life on the shore among humans. Tad was the reason he'd left the ocean behind, and Kellen has never managed to move beyond that rejection. Back in Derek's life again, Kellen offers him an "indecent proposal" -- a night of passion between the merrows for the return of his lover. But complications arise, among them the fact that without his talisman, an item linking his blood with the sea, Derek is unable to return to the ocean and rescue Tad. His talisman was given to his lover on their tenth anniversary as a symbol of his love; in exchange, Tad gave him a gold ring. The metal holds mystical properties for those with merrish blood, and Derek hopes that the power of love that resides in the band might be enough to help him rescue his lover ... without having to succumb to Kellen's sordid desires in the process.

Undertow

Hot lips kissed his ear.Then Kellen’s voice breathed into him,filling him with a revulsion that belied his raging libido.“That one doesn’t count,”he whispered.


Derek’s mouth worked around the words he wanted to say,and he had to clear his throat twice before he found his voice.“Get off.”


Those lips curved against his ear into a wicked smile.The hands strummed down his sides,tickling under his arms,over his chest,down his hips.“Don’t worry,”Kellen told him as he stood.The air felt cool on Derek’s heated skin,almost cold.“I will.”


Derek buried his head in the sheets,too ashamed to move or cover his nakedness.Tad,his mind cried out.More than anything,he wished it were Tad behind him,and his body ached for his lover’s tender touch.Beneath him,the mattress was damp from his own cum and the rush of sex had left him feelingused,soiled,deflated,like a discarded condom.He wondered if Kellen had gone,but couldn’t face the man and didn’t dare turn around to look.


Chapter 11