Their leap of faith could unleash magic ... or plunge them into darkness. Henry Thorn has worked at Larkin's since graduating high school. He likes it -- especially when he can use his secret skill of hiding inside shadows so his boss can't find them. Without that talent, he would never had survived growing up different. When a hire enters the store, Henry's other latent talent kicks in. He can smell an emotional response even before he lays eyes on the redhead. Jamey Currey came out, and his conservative parents promptly kicked him out. He, too, is different -- he senses Henry's attraction the moment they met. The first time they kiss, torrential rains fall from skies split by lightning. Their kiss also awakens the Watchers, diabolical hunters who will stop at nothing -- even extermination -- to keep magic suppressed. With the help of a friendly coven of friendly witches, the boys embark on a quest to discover an ancient key to restoring magic to the world, and to understand mysteries of their own hearts. The question is, will this quest cost them their lives?

The Werewolf and His Boy

“We are the key,” Jamey said. “I put my body between him and harm.”


“We should—wait—go somewhere that’s safe. The Watchers are still out there,” Jamey whispered as Henry nuzzled, licked and kissed his face.


Henry shook his head and kissed Jamey again. He didn’t want to wait. He didn’t care how dangerous it was. “That storm will slow them down. It’s okay. And we shouldn’t wait. It’s time.”


Jamey touched Henry, his face, his neck, his nipples, down to his erection, his ass. Henry touched him back, caressing his side, his arms, his thigh, his balls, stroked his cock. They kissed, a slow kiss, with tongues. That they were both aroused after what had happened in the church didn’t seem to make sense, but here they were, safe for the moment in an empty house, and it was time to open the locks. Even so, that they were making love had to come first.


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