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?

Hesitantly, Riadh leaned forward and kissed Dale.


“Mmm, unless you have a need to be elsewhere, maybe you could stay here with me for a while,” Dale suggested.


“Yes.” Riadh laid down beside Dale and wrapped an arm around the man’s body, pulling him into another kiss. This one was more intense. After a few minutes of tongues in each other’s mouths, teeth nipping, Dale rolled on top of Riadh.


Riadh could feel the hard ridge of Dale’s cock grinding against his own. He was surprised. “Are you…are you into this?” He didn’t want to derail where this might be heading.


“Yeah, stuff seems to be working. I don’t know why, and I’m not sure I want to ask too many questions.” He closed his teeth lightly on Riadh’s throat then licked the spot. Riadh groaned. He was definitely hoping this went further.


“Should I make the clothes go away?” Riadh asked. He remembered how startled Dale was when he did that previously.


Chapter 15