Kelwyn Grayson is just one more faceless runaway on the streets of Tower City. Among elves, gnolls, and dragons, one winged boy fades into the background of life in the Eternal Kingdom.  But when he cuts the purse of the handsome were-lion Harun Rashid, he finds himself dragged out of the crowd.<br><br>Rather than a cell, however, Harun offers a helping hand to set Kelwyn on the road to a respectable, peaceful life ... if he could just bring himself to stop flirting shamelessly with Harun, keep his sticky fingers to himself, and avoid bringing the wrath of a powerful, mad vampire down on his head.<br><br>But even faced with Kelwyn's death -- or undeath -- Harun will not give up on him, and Kelwyn will not give up on finding his way to sharing that peaceful life with Harun.  Two men, love, and magic are bound and determined to find their way to their shared dream of a future -- and family.

Blood and Fire

As Harun relaxed, Kelwyn kissed him softly, then said, “Now I’m gonna take you, make you mine.”


“Please,” breathed Harun, instantly aroused all over again. Kelwyn rose and stripped off the breeks that he’d slept in, and Harun watched, licking his lips as he saw Kelwyn’s cock.


“Oh yeah,” said Kelwyn, positioning himself over Harun. Harun spread his legs, aching with need, wanting Kelwyn in him. Kelwyn obliged, not hesitating or teasing but just sinking in, swift and deep. He started thrusting immediately, too, taking Harun, who gasped and wrapped his arms tightly around Kelwyn, lifting his hips to every stroke.


Kelwyn thrust ever harder, ever faster, breathing hard now. Harun could tell he was close, and he thrilled at the thought.


“Mine,” said Kelwyn, his voice low and rough. “All mine,” and gave a final thrust.


Harun let out a wordless cry of bliss and, to his own surprise, came again as Kelwyn’s seed filled him.


Chapter 93