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Author Charlie Richards

Giving love and imagination free reign

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Accepting His Animal

Wolves of Stone Ridge: Book Three

Doctor Gordon Digby came to Stone Ridge to help rescued shifters heal from time abused by poachers. Finding a mate wasn’t even a blip on his radar. Fate throws a wrench in his plans in the form of sexy tiger shifter Grady Stryker. The man sets Gordon’s blood on fire and scrambles his senses. But Grady’s a detective, and the good doctor has secrets he doesn’t want revealed, including his own animal’s transgressions.

Detective Grady Stryker believes finding your fated mate is the greatest gift a shifter can receive, so he doesn’t understand Gordon’s reticence. Until a friend gives him a little insight into Gordon’s past. His resolve set, Grady realizes the best way to win his mate just may be the most fun: seduction.

Grady’s plans get put on hold when more poachers appear in Stone Ridge. Except these humans aren’t really poachers. They know about shifters, and if they can’t capture them, they’ll eradicate them. Can Grady convince Gordon to accept him in time to stop the humans from harming more of their friends? Or will they be too distracted to see what’s right in front of them?

Excerpt - Accepting His Animal

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    “Yeah, who is it?” Pausing in typing his report, Grady glared at the phone, as if he could convey his hatred for the piece of equipment with a venomous look. He detested technology.

He could almost hear Michelle’s rolling eyes. “It’s a Doctor Gordon Digby. He says you’re expecting his call.”

The shrink. Of course. “Yeah, send him through.”

Seconds later he heard, “Hello, Detective Stryker. Thank you for taking my call.”

His breath hitched, and his cock tightened. Grady struggled to suppress a moan. Oh, god. Gordon sounded good.

Tasting blood on his lip where his teeth had clamped brought Grady back from his thoughts, and he forced a smile. “Hello, Doctor Digby. No problem. Declan mentioned you were going to call.” He shut up, wanting to hear the good doctor’s voice again.

“Yes. I need to talk to you about the incident at the warehouse. Are you available for lunch?”

Hell, yeah! He wanted to meet the man with the sexy voice. “Sure. Where?”

Gordon’s chuckle sent tingles pulsing through his cock. “I’ve only been in town a couple weeks. You tell me.”

Right. Right. He was letting his dick do the thinking. “Of course. Meet me at Caribou’s. Let’s say eleven thirty.”

“Caribou’s. Got it. See you then.”

The next hour dragged, but Grady managed to get his report finished. At eleven, he couldn’t wait any longer. Grady grabbed his coat and headed out of the station. He entered the pub fifteen minutes early and found a table. Wrapping his hands around his coffee cup to keep them still, he watched the door.

Ten minutes later, a tall, slightly heavy man caught Grady's attention. His steel gray hair was pulled into a low ponytail, showing off a broad forehead, high cheekbones, a straight nose, and thin lips. He dressed in black jeans and a light blue button down shirt which he'd tucked into the waist, revealing a silver belt buckle with an intricately carved savannah scene etched into it. Grady made out a zebra, giraffe, and elephant among the tall grass. The man paused just inside the door, and his gaze swept the pub. Black. The man’s eyes were black, and their focus settled on Grady.

He strolled toward Grady, his steps surprisingly light for such a large man. When he was ten feet from the table, Grady caught his scent. He felt his pulse pick up and his still semi-hard dick fill and push against his zipper. Mate! Holy fucking shit. I’m about to meet my mate!

Adult Excerpt - Accepting His Animal

Rubbing his thumb over Grady’s knuckles distractedly, Gordon asked, “Have you been partnered with Lyle for long?”

“The entire time I’ve been here,” Grady murmured. His gaze fixed on the hand that Gordon rubbed. “I met Lyle my first day on the job. Damn, the man acted like a backwater hick just to piss me off,” he said, chuckling. “I caught him making out with some twink, and it shocked the hell out of him that I didn’t beat him up. I couldn’t leave the guy in the dark, so I explained I was gay too. He’s been fine ever since, and we’ve found the town fairly accepting of the gay lifestyle.” He shrugged. “They’re not going to throw any pride parades, but we don’t have to worry too much about slander either.”

Gordon fought back the wave of jealousy at Grady’s words about Lyle. Their easy camaraderie was evident. His thumb paused in its travels over the detective’s skin. Seeing his tension, Grady rose from the couch, stepped around the coffee table, and pulled Gordon up to stand in front of him. He wrapped his arms around Gordon, pulling him flush to his body from thigh to chest. Heat flared through Gordon’s body everywhere Grady’s touched him, flushing his body with need. His cock, which had never softened fully, stiffened nearly instantly, filling nearly to the point of pain.

He knew if Grady decided to seduce him, he’d be all for it. And if the man didn’t, well, maybe Gordon would take matters into his own hands. The need he felt for his mate was nearly overwhelming.

Grady lowered his head slightly, his lips hovering near Gordon’s and he could feel the other man breathe against his lips as he murmured, “Nothing has ever happened, or will ever happen, between me and Lyle. I plan to convince you that you’re it for me.”

He couldn’t fight back the groan that shuddered through his body at the intense look in Grady’s blue eyes or the sultry timber of the man’s words. He closed the distance between their lips, latching onto the man in a deep, hungry kiss. Mouths opened and tongues joined in the fray as they battled each other for dominance. Grady matched Gordon thrust for thrust and nip for nip until finally Gordon gave in. He wrapped his arms around the sexy shifter’s neck and let Grady control the kiss.

He wasn’t disappointed. The man tangled a length of Gordon’s hair around his fist and used it to tilt Gordon’s head, giving the man better access to his mouth. Grady’s exploration slowed, and he mapped Gordon’s mouth using his tongue and lips. Gordon’s prick pressed painfully against his pants zipper, straining to break free. When Grady’s other hand landed on his ass and pulled his groin tight against his own, he couldn’t stop the low groan that rumbled through his chest.

Feeling Grady’s hard cock through the layers of material between them, Gordon thrust against it. Exquisite tingles raced through his body. Grady growled into his mouth, still refusing to release his lips. The hand on his ass kneaded the cheek it held while rocking Gordon’s shaft against Grady’s again and again.

Pleasure swamped Gordon, and his brain shut down. The only thing that mattered was this man and the sensations buffeting his nerve endings. His hands roamed the hard muscles of Grady’s back, feeling them shift and dance under his fingers. His cock ground against Grady’s, their similar heights allowing them to line up perfectly. Gordon’s body tingled, his balls pulling tight to his body as his cock ached for release.

The realization that he was about to come just from kissing and rubbing had Gordon trying to back off. His mate growled and broke the kiss, but didn’t release him. Grady’s blue eyes, blazing with heat and lust, bore into him.

“Gonna… gonna…” His brain must have melted, because he couldn’t get the words out between pants.

“Yes,” Grady growled, his voice dropping deep with desire. “Come for your mate. Show me how much you enjoy my touch, so I can lick it off your cock when you’re done.”