Faerie horses should at least show up on time. That’s Aidan’s opinion, anyway. He’s been waiting for the pooka all night, to catch it stealing apples from human orchards. This Magical Enforcement Division assignment’s supposed to be easy -- and Aidan could use the break, after a previous case gone badly wrong. But when the apple-thief pooka does show up, it takes the shape of a gorgeous young man ... who doesn’t seem to mind being captured at Aidan’s hands.<br><Br>Ink left his herd to seek out adventure, and he’s found it in the form of a devastatingly handsome MED agent. He’s always been up for a challenge, and Aidan Callahan is certainly that: gorgeous, powerful, and good at his job. Ink’s perfectly happy to let Aidan put a hand -- or an enchanted bridle -- on him, especially with that note of command. It’ll be simple and fun, a decadent magical one night stand ... and Ink knows they’ll both enjoy it.<br><br>But this night isn’t simple. Ritual magic and Aidan’s own complicated gifts collide, and the family legacy he’s been avoiding becomes important, though Aidan’s starting to think it isn’t as important as keeping Ink in his arms.

The Pooka's Share

The specters of blood and pain swam up, darkly. The injuries, and the loss.


But Ink thought he was enough. Had looked at him and decided he deserved trust. Had gazed at him and seen someone worth wanting.


Power, he thought again. But used for good. To make his pooka feel good.


Because he could do that. He wanted to do that.


He looped the leash around fingers. Deliberate. Tightening, tensing, pulling.


Ink trembled. The yesformed a shape on those lips. That black hair tumbled, teased by starlight. Ink had soft obsidian fur along forearms and calves, plus that tail, and those swiveling ears. The ears and the tail and the entire posture requested more attention.


“Oh,” Aidan said lightly, “you do like that, don’t you, me claiming you…” One more loop of the leash. Tighter. Both of them right up against each other, heartbeats matching, bodies urgent. “Tell me more. What you need.”


Chapter 13