Dale Edinger has just inherited a house from his aunt. It's a good thing too because traumatic shoulder damage and PTSD has forced the Marine lieutenant to retire. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Aunt Mildred's inheritance is more than an overfull and chaotic house. All kinds of surprises await Dale as he sorts through his aunt's hoard.<br><br>Riadh is one of those surprises. He's a djinn, a being of magic from another culture -- and Dale is his new owner -- much to Dale's dismay. Riadh has his own history and a set of rules that make it impossible for him to be freed. It's not only Riadh that Dale has to contend with either. In fact, just finding the magickal objects that his aunt had squirreled away in her house will be a trick. When he finds them, what does he do with them? And what about Riadh?

Djinn Book 1: What's in Your Box?

“I’m sorry. That wasn’t what you wanted?” Riadh asked. He looked uneasy.


“Uh, I was headed in that direction, I just didn’t expect it to happen quite so suddenly.”


Dale put a couple of fingers on Riadh’s mouth. “It’s okay.” He dipped his head and licked a line from Riadh’s belly button across to the djinn’s hip. It drew a shiver from Riadh. Dale glanced back up at Riadh’s face. The man’s pupils were blown wide and his face was slightly flushed. That pleased Dale. Dale wanted to take Riadh right up to that edge and see him lose it. Looking down, Dale saw Riadh’s prick was stiff and leaking against Riadh’s lower belly. Wrapping his fingers around it, Dale dragged his tongue across the tip. Riadh was uncut and Dale felt the taut edge of the mostly retracted foreskin against his lower lip. He traced a circle around the slick tip of Riadh’s cock with his tongue and then went down slowly, enjoying the fact that Riadh grabbed his shoulder.


Chapter 6