Ghostwalker Sam Jones has been half in love with Michael King since he started working at Requiem Inc. But Michael is his boss and a Guardian, to boot. Sam thinks they could make it work anyway, but Michael uses his position and his age to keep Sam at arm’s length.<br><br>When Sam continues to volunteer for the most dangerous cases, Michael has to intervene. He tells himself he’s just doing his job, but he’s always seen Sam as more than another operative, and he can’t bear the thought of not taking his chance.<br><br>The connection between them has been strong from the beginning, and Michael’s telepathy adds unexpected depth and an edge to their new romance, but working together while they try to build their relationship might be the hardest part of their job if they don’t make some sacrifices.

Lost Souls Found

Michael kissed him again quickly, and then grabbed the lube. The pop of the cap was obscenely loud. He slathered his fingers in slick and then kissed his way down Sam’s body until he got to Sam’s ass. Sam spread his knees. He looked open and wanton, and Michael groaned at the sight. For a long moment, he just looked. Then he pushed one of Sam’s thighs toward Sam’s chest. Slowly, carefully, he slid one finger into Sam.


“Yessssss,” Sam hissed as he arched.


Michael grinned. He was turned on beyond possible, and he set to work. He played and tugged to make Sam ready. Michael found the best spots, stretched and pulled on Sam’s rim, rubbed along his smooth walls, and pressed lightly on his gland. Sam begged and writhed, pleaded for more…faster…harder. But Michael wouldn’t be rushed. He wanted Sam ready for him, and he also wanted Sam so aroused the man couldn’t think.


Chapter 33