As an artist in NYC, Calvin Shumacher finally has the life he's always wanted. In fact, only one thing can get him to come back to Illinois -- his father's funeral. All he wants is to bury his dad and hightail it back to New York, but a sniper at the graveyard puts those plans on indefinite hold.<br><br>So does Matthew Soto. The gorgeous gunman who speaks of monsters wearing human faces. And predicts there won't be a body for police to find.<br><br>Calvin doesn't know what to think when Matthew claims he didn't do anything wrong. All he knows is that this man's haunted eyes seem to pierce right into his soul. But as each of Matthew's assertions comes true, Calvin slowly realizes this killer could be the only thing standing between him and an unspeakable evil ...

Walk Among Us

It felt like eternity had passed before Matthew’s body began to relax against his.


Slowly, Matthew rolled away. The empty feeling left behind after he withdrew made Calvin want to drag him back, but his muscles refused to comply. They were too liquid to do much of anything but lay there as Matthew rose from the bed and padded away into the darkness. He heard something slap lightly against something else. When Matthew returned, the condom was gone.


Matthew spooned behind him, his softening cock sticky and warm against Calvin’s sore ass. A tender kiss tickled Calvin’s nape, but the weight of Matthew’s arm around his waist felt even better than that.


“You can be on top next time,” Matthew teased.


Calvin laughed. “Better be prepared for me to melt on top of you after I come, then. I don’t think I have any motor control left.”


“I can think of nowhere else I’d rather you be.” Another kiss, even softer than the previous. “So you better rest while you can.”


Chapter 17