Paranormal gay romance that offers a different take on the werewolf legend...
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A super aggressive Alpha male, a serial killer, and a visit to a kinky sex club…What has Larry gotten himself into?
When Larry learns that his boyfriend Greg changes into another man during the full moon, he has a hard time accepting it—until he meets Deke, Greg’s alternate Alpha personality.
Deke doesn’t play nice and has no time for games. He only wants two things—to get laid and to get revenge against the arsonist who murdered his friends. Finally free from Greg’s restraints, Deke is ready for action, and Larry is more than willing to submit to Deke’s needs.
Together, Larry and Deke set out to find the killer. Their hunt takes them to an all-night Alpha sex club where things heat up for the two of them. But when Larry unwittingly falls into the clutches of the murderer, it’s up to Deke—and Greg—to save him before it’s too late.
Two Excerpts From Killer in Wolf’s Clothing
“I don’t know how it happens, but during the phase of the full moon there’s a physical transformation. I get aggressive and bigger—”
“Bigger how exactly?” Larry teased.
He smiled. “Get your mind out of the gutter. I change, physically change.”
“Into what? A wolf with a tail and pointy ears?”
“No, it’s not like in the movies. I don’t turn into a monster. I become someone else.”
Larry dismissed him with a wave of his hand. “That’s impossible. Maybe you have an undiagnosed personality disorder. Have you seen a psychiatrist?”
“Three of them. They all told me I suffered from delusions.” Greg drank down more of his beer. “One woman said my Alpha persona was a manifestation of my true male sexuality fighting against the gay side of me.” He laughed. “I didn’t tell her that my Alpha self is gay, too.”
Larry sat up. “He is?”
“Oh yeah, definitely.”
“Wow, that’s good. I mean… Wait...you’re acting way too serious about this.”
“I am?” He arched an eyebrow and stared into Larry’s blue eyes. “Would you like to see the video?”
Larry lay down on his side, facing Deke. Up close, the musky, manly scent was stronger, and his heart beat faster. What did Deke have in mind? “Now what?”
“This.” Deke leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth. Deke’s rough, stubbled chin grazed his cheek, and he tensed for a second. Deke kissed him again, hot, needy and insistent. Larry felt himself giving in. He wanted this; he wanted Deke to take charge. He smelled so good he’d let Deke do whatever he wanted.
Deke’s tongue plunged into his mouth and Larry kissed him back, desperately craving more. They kissed for a few minutes, teasing each other with their tongues. Just when things were heating up, Deke pulled away.
“I knew you’d like it. You act like you don’t want to be my love slave, but you do, I can tell.”
Larry pursed his lips. How did Deke know? When he and Greg played their games, he wanted Greg to take charge, but he never did. Deke wouldn’t hesitate about taking over—and he was more than willing to let him.
“Fine big boy, make me yours,” he said, gazing into Deke’s brown eyes.
Deke reached down and stroked Larry’s cock. Larry pressed his eyes shut, enjoying the feel of Deke’s strong hand rubbing him…