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

Aidan set a hand on his throat, over the collar; whispered, “So good, for me, I’m taking care of you, I want to make you feel good, I want to see you come without either of us touching your pretty cock, just me fucking you and you on my leash, so come for me.”


Ink did not make a sound, only went motionless under him, body tensing, gaze lost somewhere crystalline and full of rainbows; he began to come, and came in long drawn-out waves, ripples that rolled through his body and spurted from his heavy fat cock and clamped down on Aidan’s length deep inside him. His climax went on and on, white dripping across his chest and stomach; Aidan, helplessly swept away by this, groaned and thrust once more, all but unthinking, and then was coming too, tugged by the tide into endless cresting oceans.


Chapter 16