Hello my darlings,
My good friend Jay Ellison, author of the Wolves of Wall Street series, has just unleashed his newest volume on us: In Wolf’s Clothing. Don’t miss out on some delicious new shifter man-on-man, this time with twist. I’ll let you check it all out below the book cover below:
IN WOLF’S CLOTHING (THE WOLVES OF WALL STREET)
by Jay Ellison
Bran Eastaughffe has a problem. He’s just an ordinary guy who wants to work his ordinary job in his father’s rather ordinary tailor shop. Unfortunately, he’s also half-elf, engaged to be married, and heir to the royal throne of the Summer Court, which controls all Fae activity in the country. It all wouldn’t even seem so bad, except for the fact that his exiled half-brother wants to kill him.
Then an uber-sexy alpha werewolf breezes into Bran’s shop one day, looking for custom-made suits to better accommodate his special anatomical needs, and everything changes. Xander Diaz, second-in-commend of the Bloodmoon pack, is strictly into one-night-stands and no-commitment relationships, so there’s no reason the gorgeous half-elf should make him feel like a school boy suffering his first crush. Besides, Bran’s soon to be King of the Fae, and Xander, you see, is nothing but a mutt. They have absolutely nothing in common…nothing but wild, raging, animal lust, that is. The course of true love never does run smooth, but in this case, it’s about to tear a hole right through their hearts.
Why did he let the big werewolf kiss him? It was absurd. Bran didn’t even like the man. He wasn’t at all his type. Too big and hairy and forceful, with way too much alpha swagger for Bran’s liking. Yet his grip was sure and strong, his body warm and throbbing, strangely comforting, and when Xander kissed him, Bran’s entire body instantly melted against the larger man.
Bran whimpered and squirmed, but Xander grabbed him by the ass and held him easily against the front of his body. He was unbelievably strong, yet tender. Bran moaned an “Ohh,” but the tone of his voice had changed. He sounded young, vulnerable, and way too eager for his own liking.
“You’re gorgeous, pretty boy,” Xander said, his voice rough enough to make Bran start. No one had ever spoken to him in such a lascivious manner before. “I want to play with you. Make you come.”
“Uhh…” Bran answered, suddenly, inexplicably, drunk on desire.
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