“So he’s just going to watch?” The man, call him Marcus (Kevin was vague on his name because it hardly mattered) stood with his arms crossed and a guarded expression on his face. He had a nice physique, big and burly and toned, his skin a glowing amber brown and his eyes dark with suspicion. “That’s it?”
“That’s it,” Petey confirmed.
“You’re not going to tie him up or nothing?”
“No need to. He knows his place, don’t you, sweetie?” Petey blew a kiss in his direction. Read more
Prologue: A Vampire Is Born
The T-Rex rumbled across the frozen tundra, a mindless beast in search of food but finding only snow and ice and the exposed bones of other predators’ kills. Ahead of him a shadow flittered and he picked up his pace, moving in relentless pursuit as his prey scrambled before him. He leaned down with strong jaws to snap at the needed morsel, his tiny brain registering too late the movement beneath him. Read more
Gannon eyed the white couple walking towards him appreciatively. The bigger man had his arm slung tight around his boyfriend, pulling their heads together to speak directly into his ear. They were beautiful—beautiful individually and beautiful together. Not for the first time, he reminded himself how lucky he was to live in a place like San Francisco where two men could walk down the street obviously enraptured by each other while another man enjoyed the sight.
His complacence was shattered a moment later when the big guy said hey, arresting his movement as they passed each other. Worried that he’d been eye-fucking two guys who weren’t gay after all—who were the type to take offense at being eye-fucked—he almost didn’t stop, but the big guy was smiling, not scowling, so he did.
“Hey,” the guy said again. “I got a proposition for you.” Read more