Callum Saxon wakes up to a totally different universe where all around him is water. Strangely he can breathe it as if it’s air. The bad thing is he can't remember how he got there. He can't remember himself, either.<br><br>Ainsley Carlisle is more than a man with long blond hair. He’s a unicorn shifter with secrets as widely stretched as the rainbow supposedly coming out of his rear. Ainsley won’t help Callum uncover who he is because Ainsley wants him to remember it himself.<br><br>In this new universe, Callum has to survive the creatures that live there, such as vampires, shifters, werewolves, you name it. But there’s more to Callum than meets the eye.

Unimaginable

As they were entangled deeper into each other—Ainsley had gone beyond the kissing level some time ago—they couldn’t seem to keep their hands off one another. They threw off and kicked their blankets out of the bed, leaving them lying forgotten in a pile on the floor. Ainsley pulled and hefted Callum up on his body, breaking the kiss.


“What are you doing?” Callum couldn’t hold back a snort as he was now straddling Ainsley’s body.


“Have you ever ridden a unicorn—when he’s not a unicorn?”


Callum gaped, swallowing. His gaze fell on Ainsley’s thick, veiny length that went plopon his stomach. No, Callum had never ‘ridden’ a unicorn whether he was in the creature or human form. He wasn’t sure his half-elven self would be able to take a strong horse. Besides, he wasn’t into bestiality.


But to get a human Ainsley to fuck him? Man. Callum wondered how his mouth could water and get dry at the same time.


Chapter 17