Special Border Patrol agent Alex, who can shape shift into a raven, is used to working alone. He honors his Scots ancestry and has never met another shifter except for kinfolk back in Scotland. When he’s required to accept a partner, he normally manages to get rid of them quickly by being so distant, remote, and downright weird they cannot deal with him. But the latest one, Native American Manuel, poses a whole new range of challenges.<br><br>Manuel Ortiz is a member of the Tohono O’Odham tribe who works for the Border Patrol to support his ailing elderly parents. He has a secret he’s never dared to dare to share: he can shape shift into a Red Tailed Hawk. When his superiors team him with cold, cynical Alex, he’s not sure why until he learns Alex has a similar curse -- or gift.<br><br>Together they begin to form an uneasy bond. Confronting an evil and completely alien drug cartel boss, they have to cooperate to survive and in doing so learn the synergy of partnership. They discover flying together can open a whole new world for them both and riding on the wings of love can be magical indeed.

Wings of Love

Alex made a low sound deep in his throat, a noise that sounded almost tortured and very urgent. “Yeah, that’s it. Oh, yeah. Oh, God.” For a split second, Manuel almost panicked when Alex clasped both hands on Manuel’s head, fingers digging into his scalp, and held him close. The tip of Alex’s cock bumped the back of Manuel’s throat as the other man lunged and thrust.


Manuel fought an instant’s urge to gag, but then got the rhythm and rode with it. Alex came in a fierce, explosive burst, shooting off into Manuel’s mouth. He returned his partner’s favor and waited until the final burst to withdraw.


Alex gasped in a deep breath and let it out, then lifted himself to look at Manuel. “And how about that, was that a mistake?”


Manuel gave him a wide grin, then ran his tongue across his shiny, moist lips. “Not only no, but hell, no. We’re like blood brothers or something now.”


Chapter 24