When Grateman broke the kiss, he grinned down at him. “Thank you, my mate.” He rubbed one hand up and down Jeremiah’s back, tracing the knobs of his spine soothingly. “You are amazing.”
Jeremiah chuckled and shook his head. “I don’t know about that, but I’ll get better with practice.”
“You can practice on me anytime,” Grateman rumbled. “However, I think it’s time to feed you.”
When Jeremiah’s stomach rumbled, he had to agree. “You got any eggs? I can make an omelet or something.”
Grateman shook his head. “No,” he countered. “I’m going to take you to the dining hall and then give you a tour of the place,” he stated. “This is your home, so you should know how to get around.”
“You sure it’s okay for me to be out and around?” Jeremiah asked as he turned off the shower water. He opened the door and grabbed a couple of towels. Turning, he handed the second back to Grateman. “I’m a hunter, after all.”
“Not anymore, Jeremiah,” Grateman countered. “You are my mate, and my clutch-mates will soon come to accept that.”
Rubbing himself down, Jeremiah nodded. “I hope you’re right,” he murmured. “I’d like to get to know your family.” He scratched absently at his scars. “I don’t want anything to happen to them.”
Grateman took his hand, ceasing his movements. “I know, my mate,” he rumbled. “They’ll learn in time.” He brought Jeremiah’s hand to his lips, kissing his knuckles lightly. “Until then, it just gives me another excuse to keep you close.”
“Do you need an excuse?”
“No, I don’t.”
Jeremiah grinned, liking that answer very much. As Grateman led him out of the room and gave him a clean pair of sweats and a t-shirt, he decided he wouldn’t worry about anyone else. He had his gargoyle, and that was all that mattered. For now, Jeremiah would do his best to protect his new family, and the rest would come in time.
About the Author
Charlie started writing fantasy when she was eight, and after stumbling onto her first erotic romance at age nineteen, she realized her true calling. She now focuses on writing gay erotic romance, normally of the paranormal variety, with heroes of all kinds. With the help and support of her husband, Charlie finally fulfilled one of her life-long goals... move to acreage with her horses. You can often find her curled up with her laptop and a cup of tea or glass of wine, creating her next adventure. Charlie enjoys exploring the mountains of her new Oregon home on horseback, 4-wheeler, or motorcycle.
She can be reached at [email protected]
Or visit her at www.charlie-richards.com
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