A.R. Moler

After Dale Edinger’s eccentric aunt passed away, she left him with a house full of clutter mixed with magical items and a djinn named Riadh. With his own history and a set of rules that make it impossible for him to be freed, Riadh now belongs to Dale. But when your skills at magic are one step above non-existent, you need a teacher.<br><br>Now Dale’s on the hunt for a teacher so he’ll not only learn how to wield magic, but will also be able to protect Riadh. Unfortunately, his options are limited. Who poses the greater risk -- a dragon with uncertain motives, or a big city mage who'd like to add Riadh to his own collection of possessions?

Djinn Book 2: Where There's Smoke

“You don’t have to go slow,” Riadh said. “I’m not breakable.”


Dale leaned over and kissed the center of Riadh’s chest. “I know but it’s important to me for this to feel as good for you as it does to me.” He worked one finger in deep, reaching, making sure he pressed against Riadh’s prostate until his lover was moaning and writhing in pleasure. He used a couple more fingers just to make sure everything was ready then Dale rolled on a condom and slicked himself up.


Chapter 12