Trusting Nat by Megan Slayer
Book 2 in the Sanctuary Series
Resplendence Publishing
Contemporary, Paranormal
M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation
Novella
The key to his humanity
is finding his place in the pride.
Sydney came to Sanctuary believing he wasn’t anything other
than the runt of the litter. Strengths? According to the others, he had none.
But one special shifter seems to think otherwise—Nat. To bring out the brave
side of Syd, he’ll need to trust.
Nat has always known he’s a beta. No question. He’s drawn to
Syd and wants to find out if their existence at the Sanctuary should be more
than platonic. When he and Syd are called upon to bring back more lions from
the petting zoo, he not only sees Syd’s true potential, but realizes his true
feelings for the fellow shifter.
Can these two shifters forge an alliance and grow together or
will their heated experiments between the sheets be the end for them both?
Out now from Resplendence Publishing:
And Now, an excerpt!
Copyright
© 2015, Megan Slayer
“I’m not happy about this, but I’ll leave you alone. Get your
rest, and I’ll check on you later, okay?” Nat trailed his fingers down Syd’s
chest. “You worry me.”
“Sorry,” Syd mumbled. He hadn’t meant to be a bother. He waited
for the other lion shifter to leave the room then he flopped onto the bed. He
unzipped and eased his still rock-hard dick from his jeans. Jacking off
wouldn’t make him feel better. Using his dildo wouldn’t work, either. He needed
the touch of the man he crushed on to make everything level again. Except, he’d
just caused Nat to leave him alone.
Syd wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked. Just like
downstairs, he wouldn’t need much in order to come. He stretched one leg out on
the bed and draped the other leg over the side. He planted his foot on the
floor.
As he jerked himself off, he pictured Nat with him. Nat knelt
on the bed between Syd’s knees. Fire blazed in his eyes and his cheeks were
stained red. His blond hair stuck up in odd tangles.
“Love watching you do
that,” Nat said in the fantasy. “It’s sexy when you jerk off.”
“Love when you watch me,” Syd murmured. He closed his eyes and
arched his back. With one hand on his dick, he used his other hand to stroke
his balls. The fever in his veins engulfed him. He couldn’t think straight. The
only thing that mattered was finding release. He puffed and grunted.
“I want to see you come.
All over me, Syd. Decorate me.” Nat, now nude, perched between Syd’s knees.
He plucked his nipple and licked his lips. “Come
on.”
Syd nodded. His breaths
turned ragged, and his mind fuzzed. The orgasm built low in his body and spread
throughout his groin. He parted his lips. “Nat. Fucking hell, I’m coming.”
Something deep within him snapped, and he sagged against the bed. A rope of cum
stretched across his belly, staining his shirt. The warmth seeped through to
his skin. He panted, and when he opened his eyes, the room spun. Damn.
“Syd?” Nat raced into the bedroom and stopped. “I thought I
heard my name…” He didn’t finish his sentence.
Syd tipped his head. He knew Nat was in the room, but anything
he wanted to say was gone. He’d been found out. Well, shit.
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