This is a soft urban fantasy with adorable characters. I liked it very much. So what is this even about?

Kirin is a born werewolf who somehow finds himself with two soulmates. One he meet when he was fourteen for a glorious night of running and never saw again and one he met fairly recently, but who is a human. His parents had always warned him about mating with humans because they#re so fragile and because they can’t feel the soulmate bond. So Kirin tries to stay away, but isn’t very successful, in fact when he breaks up with his girlfriend it’s Alex’ home he stays at.

Alex is head over heels for Kirin and sometimes thinks Kirin is in love with him too, but Kirin never said anything about liking guys and he had been only dating women until now, so he decides that it’s good enough to just be friends, to have Kirin in his life at all is a miracle.

Enter Gerard. Gothic frontman of a rockband and pretty as sin. He and Alex hit it off, but while Alex thinks it’s because he’s also a singer, Gerard is mostly interested in the werewolf scent that clings to Alex’ clothes, because it reminds him of a summer night a long time ago. At first at least.

I don’t want to go into more detail because I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who wants to read it. It’s a unique enough concept for soulmates and werewolf romance. The writing is good, the editing too. We get all character’s pov, and every one of them is very well fleshed out. Alex is adorable, Kirin is a mess one step away form a nervous breakdown at times and Gerard the voice of reason.  This is a romance, meaning there aren’t any explicit sex-scenes.

160 pages also on KU.

And for those of you who like to read in their own language, there is a German translation! Weg des Wolfs.

Taste:

It was hard for Kirin to let go, but he knew he had to. Alex was still watching them and he hadn’t said a word while the two of them were hugging like long-lost lovers. Eventually, he did, still smiling at Gerard.

Gerard’s finger brushed his arm, like he didn’t want to let go either. Kirin took a step back, because he could feel the pull. The need to get naked and transform and run with Gerard like they did that one time in the forest and then they would curl up and sleep. Once they woke up and were back to their human forms, well, that was a whole other beast to tackle. Wasn’t it?

“I want to run with you,” Gerard said and Kirin grinned at him nodding, because of course, of course.

“You jog?” Alex sounded slightly confused, amused, too. Gerard wasn’t known for his healthy habits after all. No had ever heard the rock star say he was enjoying sports.

“Not really. Sometimes I like to run.” Gerard blinked at Alex like he had forgotten they weren’t alone.

Kirin felt bad for him, because Alex didn’t know. Being a werewolf wasn’t something you just told people. It wasn’t easy to make something like that understood. People might laugh it off, might call you crazy, might want to lock you up.

Kirin suspected Gerard’s band knew about it. Surely his sister, Mia, his whole family. There was no way to hide something like this from your family for long. He wondered who the rogue wolf was who turned him and realized in the same instance that he was glad Gerard made it through his first transformation. Gerard could have died, could have gone mad. Could have harmed his family or friends. They could have never met. The thought alone made his heart hurt.

“You don’t seem the type,” Alex said, and Kirin focused on him again. Shoving his depressing thoughts aside. Gerard was fine. There was no need to think about the what ifs of the past.

“Because I have a bad smoking habit? And an even worse rock star attitude?” Gerard asked, grinning over his shoulder at Alex.

Kirin wanted to touch him. Wanted to rub himself all over Gerard so he would smell like Kirin. So he would smell like Gerard in return. His fingers itched to pull the man in again.

“Yeah, that too.”

This is a super fun and lighthearted read. It’s also instalove, so if that’s not your thing, move along now.

Ryan is twenty-one and on his very first ever date, which isn’t going very well. Will and Logan had been watching that cutie since he came through the door of the bar and decide to rescue him from that horrible date.

Ryan is flattered, they hit it off and once Ryan excuses himself to the restroom Logan and Will, who are brothers by the way (I feel like some people might find this important) start arguing who is going to ask the boy of their dreams out.

Their solution? You guessed right if it’s both of them.

Ryan isn’t shy about dating them both, he’s thrilled. He’s such a fucking lovable character, I want to bundle him up in blankets and feed him sweets all day. Anyhow, they date, and then they talk about expectations and how Ryan is a virgin and they take it slow-ish. It’s instalove guys, so taking it slow means they start with kissing and handjobs and work up to full on threesomes in only about a month or so.

And then Ryan gets fired by his homophobic boss, but it’s alright, because he can move in with his boyfriends, which he does. And more cute moments and more sex and the end.

Okay, I enjoyed this very drama free book a lot. It’s well written, the characters are fun, Ryan is adorable. Adorable!!! The sex scenes are just spicy enough. Ryan likes dirty talk, the brothers love his filthy mouth.

Also there is double penetration of the one hole two dicks kind, but it’s still not incest, because Will and Logan are not in love with each other and because they always do things as a threesome.

Around 320 pages and on KU as well, if you need something fluffy and soft that makes your heart feel warm.

Taste:

“Did you want him to flirt with you?” I asked in a whiny voice, pretending my feelings were hurt. Uncle Marty wasn’t the only one who could give a good guilt trip.

“No! Sweetheart, no, that’s not what I meant.” He spun and wrapped me tightly in his arms. Logan rubbed circles over my back and kissed the back of my neck.

Yeah, it was a dick move on my part, but I wasn’t going to complain about the outcome.

“I just didn’t like that he was flirting with just you. I meant he should have been trying that shit with us, too.”

“Oh,” I said in a sad voice, still trying to milk the moment. I was having too much fun. ​

“Fuck, I’m not saying this right. I didn’t mean to upset you, sweetheart. Please don’t be upset. I’m just a dumbass. Logan, tell him I’m a dumbass.”

​“Such a dumbass,” Logan agreed between light kisses to my neck.

​“Am I not giving you guys enough attention?” I looked up at Will and stuck my bottom lip out as far as it would go. I’m such a terrible person. I’m going straight to hell for this.

Alright, this is the last book in the gay pirate series (there is a novella and I already read it, so I might review it in a few weeks) and you need to have read the other two to understand this one.

Spoilers for the other two books as this one begins with Baltsaros still kinda mad and Jon and Tom trying to find a cure for it.

This one focuses heavily on Baltsaros’ past. The horrific things he’s seen and done and his need for revenge.

When a letter from an old friend arrives informing the captain of a raid in his hometown, he’s answering by getting the crew ready. Of course Tom and Jon are coming with him.

Little by little the captain’s tells his lovers about his past and they begin to understand what shaped him.

This book also has again sea battles, lots of murder and horrific things happening in the past and the present and lot’s of relationship development.  

As in the last two books the writing is solid, the editing too. The sex is on the more sadistic side, but everyone is into it.

Around 360 pages on KU.

Taste:

“That’s definitely not how I imagined it happening,” murmured Jon. His heart was forcing a stutter in his breathing, and the blood pounded in his ears. Tom and Baltsaros shared a look before turning to Jon; they both looked a little amused.
“How so?” asked Baltsaros, sitting back on his heels. His hand strayed, as if of its own volition, to rest on Tom’s thigh.

Jon scratched the back of his head and lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “I… thought it would be more… I mean, I didn’t think it would be so…” He stumbled over the words he wanted to say: I thought it would be more like abuse. Instead, the scene that Baltsaros had described surprised him with its warmth of mutual desire, acted out under a guise of unwilling submission to allow Tom to confront his own fears.
“So considerate?” said the captain, his stark brow held high. “What kind of a monster do you think I am?” The last was said a little playfully, and Jon felt his face get hot.
“Like I said, Tom is not a horse. However, he did need a little… ah… gentle breaking,” said Baltsaros, looking over fondly at his first mate.
Tom smirked and rolled his eyes. “Right, right… enough about what a fuckin’ bleedin’ heart Da is. My cock’s feelin’ slighted, Jon. I think ye might just be able to make it up by givin’ it a kiss.”
Jon glanced at Baltsaros and the captain gave him a little nod. Tom was trussed up on his back with his arms over his head and secured to a pin in the carved headboard. His chest was bound by a radiating pattern of knots that avoided the healing wound at his side, and one leg was straight with the ankle
of the other leg tied to the knee. What Jon had realized as the captain wound the rope around Tom, sharing the origins of their relationship, was that when he had said he would force Tom to be still, it had little to do with how immobilised the first mate actually was. Tom could still move if he wanted to; it wasn’t as if he was tied down to the mattress. It was just a symbol… a way for Tom to release control of his body. Jon smiled and leaned forward to place kisses on Tom’s inner thigh between the lengths of rope.
The first mate remained completely still, held that way by nothing more than Baltsaros’s will.

I reviewed the first book in this series a while ago and I would recommend you read it before you start this one as it’s a seamless continuation.

Jon and Baltsaros finally found Tom and after a hot night in a bordello Jon thinks everything is fine between the three of them, or as fine as it can be with Baltsaros thinking he has no heart and can’t love anyone. But Tom still keeps his distance, he doesn’t sleep in their bed and he doesn’t let Baltsaros fuck him.

Meanwhile they’re on their way to the fabled city of gold and blood. That’s where Baltsaros will supposedly find his heart. Did I mention this one is about polyamoures queer pirates yet? Anyhow to be able to sneak into the city Tom has to pretend to be Baltsaros’s slave, which doesn’t sit well with Jon or Tom. Tom of course tries to play it off, but he hates wearing the slave collar and be reminded of his time being someone’s property.

Things get worse when the emperor of the city takes an interest in them and Baltsaros finds himself fascinated by the bloody sacrifices on the stairs of the pyramids.

I’m not going to go into detail about their various adventures because that way lay spoilers and this book is too good to spoil for anyone.

I warn for BDSM, as Tom is a hardcore masochist and Baltsaros a hardcore sadistic and Jon is kinda a switch and very uneasy about the things he likes to do to Tom.

There is also your warning for cannibalism (not on screen in this book, but in the last and it’s talked about often here).

People die, bad things happen. Pirates are being pirates.

The sex scenes between all three characters are always consensual and the BDSM is sparse. Sometimes it’s just light Ds.

This book is very well written, well edited and entertaining.

If you’re into pirates, mystery/adventure, polyamory, rough sex and a dash of the supernatural you might enjoy this book a lot.

380 pages on KU.

Taste:

Looking at Jon, he saw that the dark-eyed lust had been replaced with a question.
Is this ok?
In response, Tom grinned—embarrassed that Jon had picked up on his nervousness—and nodded. He lay back again, hands cradling his head and closed his eyes, breathing deep to relax himself.
Jon began working on him carefully and slowly. His finger was joined by a second, and he added more oil as he slid them in and out of Tom with teasing strokes of his prostate. Almost all his jitters gone about the big dildo, Tom moved his hips in time to Jon’s finger fucking. It felt so good. He pulled his hands out from under his head to curl them behind his knees, holding onto his legs to give Jon better access to his ass. Jon laughed softly, slipping his fingers out to knead Tom’s balls for a moment. Then the head of the dildo touched him again and Tom tensed.
Jon paused, just squeezing at Tom’s sack before stroking behind his balls and along his inner thighs gently until Tom had taken another deep breath or two. There was no hurry in his caress; it dawned on Tom then that Jon would take all the time in the world if he needed it.
Tom clenched his teeth against the tightness in his lungs and forced himself to breathe deep again. Though Jon didn’t know the extent of the abuse he had suffered—and never would, if Tom had his way—the way he was so attentive reinforced one thing over and over to Tom: no matter how much pain Jon could inflict, he would never hurt him.
Jon pushing the wooden phallus against his puckered opening brought Tom out of his reverie, and he made a small, slightly shaky sound. Jon’s hand stroked the back of his thigh, his palm now warm and slippery with oil. The pressure increased and Tom felt himself begin to open up. He winced as the stretch bordered on painful for a moment, but it was more out of nerves than
any real discomfort.
“Fuck, Tom,” breathed Jon. “I am so fucking hard right now… watching this… doing this to you. I never thought…”
Tom let out a groan at Jon’s words, his arousal rekindling again as he realized that the wooden cock sliding into his ass was not going to be the uncomfortable challenge that he had assumed it would be. Since the thing didn’t actually have a head, being smooth and widening only slightly near the
base, he knew he could take it.
Tom heard Jon take a shuddering breath and, hearing the rapid sound of skin on skin, came to the conclusion that Jon was jerking himself off as he fucked Tom’s ass with the dildo. Tom’s cock twitched against his stomach in response, almost painfully stiff and so sensitive that when he breathed and it moved against his belly hair, it sent little jolts of pleasure through him.
He lifted his head to look at Jon and saw that he was flushed; his eyes had taken on the glazed, rapt look of profound arousal as he stroked himself quickly. Then Jon began pulling the phallus almost all the way out and pushing it back in, slick and hard into Tom’s body.
“Oh gods,” murmured Jon. “I think I’m going to cum just looking at you.”
Tom arched his head back on the pillow, his breath short and his heart thundering. He let out a gasp a moment later when the dildo left his ass and he heard Jon’s strangled cry as he sent a jet of cum right against Tom’s throbbing pucker. A second volley followed and then Jon pushed his slick
cock inside Tom, fucking him quick and hard with a few deep thrusts as he rode out the tail of his climax.
Tom felt frantic and desperately aroused when Jon pulled out with a satisfied growl.

Dante and Striker are a couple of big, loud, hairy tattoo artist who life and work together. They love each other just as violently as they fight. During one of those fights Striker tells Dante that he wants their relationship to be open, because he wants to fuck other people. Striker is bisexual.

And Dante being fed up with all their fighting and being a hothead himself agrees, even he doesn’t really want it, but he wants to top sometimes too.

Enter Francis the nerdy IT guy who collects postcards, likes to play board games with his friends and dreams about big tattooed men to tie him up and fuck him whichever way they want. Not hat he’s said that out loud or done it. But he’s watched porn and he knows what he wants. He just needs to get a grip and grow some balls so he can talk these big men up. Or take them up on their offers.

Dante and Francis meet on a lonely road when Dante’s bike runs out of gas. And they fuck.

Then embolden by his road side hook up Francis decides to get a tattoo. And that’s how he ends up getting fucked by Striker, after getting his tattoo on the shoulder, in the shop (so many health code violations…). Dante walks in on them and all hell breaks loose.

So Francis flees. He doesn’t deal well with big violent men (his dad was a piece of trash and he was bullied at school).

Dante and Striker talk, cool down, feel awful about the thing with Francis and decide to go to his house to apologize…I mean… it’s fiction so Francis doesn’t call the police on them (also in what universe is it cool to stalk your clients because they’re cute?!). So it all goes rather well. Francis is invited to join them at a bar and he goes and gets fucked behind the bar in a dirty alley. This boy…also there is never any lube…they always use spit (don’t try this at home boys and girls).

Then other stuff happens and more sex where they dominate him and they fall in love. The end.

I didn’t like this book. Striker and Dante were basically one person, because they were so similar. I didn’t like Francis much either. He’s such a boring character and the sex scenes are awful. Their dirty talk just doesn’t do it for me. The writing is so lala. The editing is worse. 

This once just wasn’t for me.

Anyhow, as always read at your own risk.

160 pages on KU:

Taste:

Striker pulled his hand away from his cock, and drove his shaft fully into me. His balls banged against mine, and he slapped his hand against my nipples, sending more explosions across my skin. It was all I could handle, and as his tip plowed into my prostate, I finally lost control, spraying jizz
everywhere. Even with the condom on, I could feel the warm, full sensation of Striker’s load, filling me further. My whole body trembled and pulsed, and the sticky sprays of semen landed across my chest.
“I’m your fucking toy!” I yelled, my voice high and needy. “I’m your toy!”
Striker growled harder, squeezing my nipple for good measure. The pain of it sent another shockwave down my body, another squirt out of my cock.
“Yeah you are.”
Striker stood over me, buried deep inside and breathing hard. After he caught his breath, he pulled out, massaging his cock while he did and then flipping the condom into the trash. After my hole was empty again, my head started to slowly clear, the scene coming back to me.
The walls covered in photos of tattoos…
The wipes, covered in blood and ink…
The pain and pleasure mingling all across my skin…
And that man. That powerful man, hairy and strong above me.
Had I really just given myself to him? Had I really just thrown my legs in the air and begged him to use me?
Did I just call myself his toy?
I grabbed for my underwear, tugging them back on even though my limbs felt weak. I wanted to run, but even more than that, I wanted to stay.
“I don’t normally do that,” Striker said, rubbing his chin and smiling.
“I can’t believe I did that.”
“I can’t believe you did that either,” a deep voice said, startling us both.
It was a voice that cut through the room like a knife, and Striker spun on his heel.
I blinked, rubbing my eyes. Was I losing my mind? Had the tattoo been more than I could handle, more than my feeble brain could process? Had the force of it all actually split my mind in half?
Because standing there in the doorway was the last person I ever thought I’d seen again.
“Dante!” Striker said. His face dropped, and he pulled on his jeans quickly.
“Hi Striker,” said Dante, his voice coming out harsher than I remembered, and harder. “And hello, Frances.”  

This one probably started out as a Supernatural fanfiction and there is nothing wrong with it. The blurb gives you false expectations (or spoilers for the next books, either way not great), so this book was kinda a surprise.

Lucas and Shaun are hunters of the evil and supernatural and Shaun thinks everything supernatural is evil and needs to be put down. Lucas is more cautious about that, he wants to leave the monsters alone who don’t harm anyone. It’s a constant point of tension between them. Other than that, they’re a good team and occasionally fuck buddies. (Who have secretly feelings for each other, because of course they do).

Then they get set up and team up with guy who wants to kill them, because that guy, Nic, was also set up by the same person apparently that Lucas and Shaun were set up by. So they make it their mission to find and bring them down before other hunters get killed. 

The mystery is good, clues line up, the final few chapters are a good climax. Hell, it has a better plot than some Supernatural episodes.

There is a fair amount of sex in this one, between Nic and Lucas, Shaun and Lucas and Nic and Shaun and also one time a threesome. The sex scenes fit well with the rest of the plot.

I liked the story and the characters, but the writing and editing are kinda meh. It could use a beta reader or editor. There are a lot of unnecessarily repetitions.

But it’s a fun and fast paced book. I would recommend it to anyone who watched Supernatural or wants to read about monster hunters.

On KU, 230 pages.

Taste:

“How isn’t this place condemned?” he asked, eyeing a particularly large and suspicious stain on the carpet.
“Health codes don’t apply to the poor,” a familiar voice said to his right.
He turned, starting when he recognized what was supposed to have been a one night stand. “Nic?”
The man grinned, looking impish. “Well hiya, Shaun. How have you been?”
Shaun glanced at Lucas who only shrugged, looking uncomfortable. “Is this who you’ve been spending your days with?”
Lucas crossed his arms across his chest. “First off, you don’t get to judge me since you had him first. Secondly, I didn’t know he was a hunter when I met him.”
“And I wasn’t sure enough about either of you to admit to it,” Nic quipped from his spot near a door leading into a cramped hallway.
“But enough to sleep with us?” Shaun asked with a frown.
“Hey, a guy’s got needs, right?”
Lucas glared at Nic. “If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t know about him being a hunter or that he had slept with you until recently. So, it was a surprise for me, too.”
Lucas looked annoyed, but Shaun could see that it didn’t run too deep. Shaun glanced between the two of them and couldn’t help but wonder which of them had done what when their clothes had come off. It marked the first time he had ever really tried to imagine what Lucas would look like when he slept
with someone else. Of course, it was the first time he had ever seen someone else that Lucas had slept with. Add in that Shaun knew exactly what Nic was hiding beneath his clothes, and it was hard for the hunter not to wonder a little.
“Quit it,” Lucas told him, turning his full glare on Shaun.
“Quit what?” Shaun asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
“You know what, quit.”
Shaun looked away, careful to avoid Nic’s curious stare aimed in his direction as well. Normally the idea of Lucas sleeping with someone else tended to turn Shaun’s stomach. He wasn’t sure if it was just knowing what the two of them looked like naked, or something else, but he wasn’t disgusted by the idea. He turned away from them, pretending to look at the rest of the room while trying to hide the fact that the idea was having a physical effect on him.

I finished this one in two days. Mostly because a big part of this book is a murder mystery. It kept me entertained and I liked all the characters.

Casey is a small town sheriff up for re-election, but he’s not a people person and has a bit of a temper, so he’s not doing so hot. In fact he’s pretty sure he’ll lose and has only a few months to figure out what to do after he’s out of a job.

Then a hit and run lands in his lap and the people who got killed are one his boyfriend’s adopted family.

The loss of is hard on Will, especially because he thinks he’s going to lose his home and his job. He’s been on the farm since he was seventeen and the owners took him in and he had seen them as the parents he always wanted but never had. He doesn’t want to believe it at first, but Casey wouldn’t lie to him. Besides Casey sends Scott, their boyfriend to tell Will the news.

Okay, so this story starts with tragedy and an already established triad. They have been together for three years. Casey and Scott, who is 10 years younger than the other two, had been together for 4. Scott was the one who convinced Casey they needed someone else in their relationship because Scott is a hockey player and often not home.

None of them are out, not even to their parents, and have their reasons to keep it that way.

Things aren’t all rosy, the investigation and the fact that Scott is away so often is hard on their relationship. Scott hates that he has to lie about his sexuality and the fact that he has two boyfriends. It’s a constant battle for him, because he’s put everything into his hockey career and wants to make it.

Will is traumatized from his first coming out - that was the reason he was alone looking for a job at seventeen.

And Casey doesn’t want to deal with the hassle of being the gay sheriff in a small town, because he knows he’s gonna get shit from people no matter that he’s done a great job so far.

As I said at the beginning this story is very engaging. It’s told from all the guys’ pov, so we get to see the hardships and heartbreaks they go through to make it work.

The sex scenes are well written and fit into the story. I also like the variety there. Threesomes are a thing, but so is phone and video sex, they guys getting each other off with only hands or blowjobs as well. Sometimes it’s only two of them and that works well too.

260 pages and you can grab it for 0,99 right now if you want to give it a try. I highly recommend it.

Taste:

When he called and heard the tightness in Casey’s voice that meant something had fucked him over, Scott couldn’t jump in a car and go find him. He’d come close to quitting the team and heading home once or twice, except Casey would’ve skinned him alive. Then somehow, in the middle of a restless night watching porn and failing to get even the slightest bit turned on by it, he’d seen a threesome and had his inspiration. He needed a deputy of his own. It hadn’t been easy. He’d battled jealousy for weeks before even suggesting it to Case. Another man would have his hands on Casey. Another man would kiss him. A threesome sounded okay, even hot, as long as Scott was going to be there too, but the goal was to find someone who’d take care of Casey when Scott wasn’t around. He’d had to beat his possessiveness back with a really big stick before making the suggestion. Then it’d taken weeks of nagging to get Casey to even agree to try. Then the first few guys had been wrong. Hot in the sack, a couple of them, but not guys they felt likely to trust with the important stuff. Casey had been ready to give it up. Scott had been ready to settle for someone Casey could at least fuck. Then, across a bar, he’d met Will’s eyes, and it had fallen into place. Not just a deputy, but a partner.

Shifters! Okay, by now everyone knows I like shifters and werewolves, so I’m always excited about a story with a unique spin on it. This one has no humans. Everyone is a shifter of some sort.

Kenneth is in need of a nanny for the five kids he adopted after his sister died. The little ones are a bit of a terror and the fact that all his previous nannies quit and also talk to each other makes the search for a new one difficult.

Enter Jack. He’s a former pack enforcer who gave that up and now specializes in little terror’s like Kenneth’s kids.

Kenneth is taken aback when he meets the man, for one it’s a man, for another he’s huge, and then also: gorgeous.

He doesn’t want to hire Jack, but Jack is really great with the kids and Kenneth is a busy man, jetting around the world often to make his business prosper.

After a few days Jack is happy he took the job. The kids are great, they just need boundaries and discipline. His boss is gorgeous and his boss’s right hand man, Miles is pretty as fuck. Jack doesn’t hook up with his bosses as a rule, but Miles makes eyes at him sometimes, so that’s fair game, right?

Miles has been in love with his friend and Alpha since they were kids, but it never happened, so he’s basically given up on being with Kenneth. When John approaches him he says yes.

Kenneth wants Miles to be happy, but he has always considered Miles his, so when Jack makes a move he isn’t all too pleased. He’s so not pleased that he barges in on them in Jack’s room. Jack, the little shit he is doesn’t back down and invites Kenneth to join them, which he does.

From then on they start a relationship. Trying to keep it a secret at first from the kids. Which with five kids ranging from 3 to 15 isn’t that easy. Besides they start to form a mate bond, which fucks them over real good when Kenneth has to go to Japan for a business meeting that drags on and makes them all miserable with his absence. 

This is a cute and sometimes spicy, low drama story about three guys falling in love and raising a pack of kids together. I had a blast reading it.

The writing is good, the characters fleshed out and fun. There is humor too. The sex scenes are well written and feel deserved. They vary nicely too. 

260 pages, on KU.

Taste:

Miles wrapped around him, sliding both arms up around his neck. The desire poured off Miles’s body, from his very soul, and the man was hard as hell against his thigh. He reached down a little lower with one hand, gripping Miles’s butt. He squeezed, testing the muscle there.

“That’s mine.” Kenneth’s growl seemed to fill the air. Jack jumped one way, Miles the other, and both of them stared at Kenneth, who shouldn’t be big enough to fill the whole doorway. They all stared at each other, which was harder than it sounded because of the whole triangle situation. Jack finally sighed and glanced at the floor, giving Kenneth his due as the head of their little pack.

“You could join us,” Jack murmured. Hell, it would be blisteringly hot to have Kenneth there, with them. It would be what they all wanted.

“I could.” Slowly—so slowly—Kenneth closed the door behind him, locked it against all the others. Miles swallowed hard, almost audibly, and Jack began to pant. Oh God. Miles began to keen, standing between them, tongue flicking out to lick his lips. Kenneth walked into the room and held out a hand to each of them. Woo. Jack was totally ready. He grabbed Miles’s hand and then took Kenneth’s. Come on, Miles. Take hold of your alpha. Miles searched Kenneth’s eyes.

“Alpha?” Kenneth stared into Miles, gaze steady and sure. Certain. Miles laughed out loud and leaped at them, that fine little body hitting them full speed. Kenneth caught him easily, dropping a kiss on the hungry mouth that threatened to send Jack to the floor in a pile of want. He moaned, watching every moment. Every single movement. Jack didn’t want to miss a thing. Kenneth reached for him, hand hard on his hip. Moving closer, he pressed against Kenneth’s thigh, his cock as hard as it had ever been. Individually these guys both made him nuts. Together they might kill him.

This is an Omega verse story and I didn’t hate it.

Gray and Mateo have been mates for ten years and Mateo had always taken care of Gray during his heats, but this time he’s away at a conference and isn’t sure he’ll make it back in time. So he asks their friend, roommate and sometimes sex-partner Lyall to take care of Gray until he gets back.

Gray isn’t so sure it’s a good idea, he has a thing for Lyall and during their time alone he figures out that Lyall has a thing for him in return. But when Mateo gives them permission to fuck, Gray doesn’t hesitate.

Of course they end up keeping Lyall as part of their relationship after that. Which I don’t hate either, because they have been friends and have been messing around before. Mateo didn’t hesitate to kiss Lyall either, which was a nice touch.

This is a 77 pages long short story and has obviously heats, claiming, biting, submissiveness on the omega’s part and scenting.

The writing is very good, the characters fleshed out, even if we only get Gray’s pov. The only thing I hate about it was that the author constantly used ‘the omega’ when talking about Gray. I mean, we get it, he’s an omega. He’s in heat for most of this book. I don’t need a reminder in every third sentence or so.

There is a lot of sex in this one. Masturbation, video sex, D/s play. Toys, threesomes, of course, and double penetration. (also kinda an Omega subspace thingy).

Everything is safe, sane and consensual. Mostly it’s two alphas loving on their omega a lot.

On KU if you want to try it out.

Taste:

Lyall’s fingers shifted along the curve of Gray’s ass and the omega’s eyes lost focus. “Again?” Lyall asked.

Gray nodded, trembling as the heat rose up in him again. Lyall rolled him over, hoisting his hips back into the air and gripping his shoulders for leverage as their bodies slid together. Held up this way, every moan he made was exposed rather than muffled into the sheets. Each sound seemed to trigger Lyall to move faster, thrust deeper, and squeeze tighter to meet the omega’s unspoken demand. As Gray neared coming once more, his senses flooded with juniper and ginger. He turned his head sharply to see where his mate filled the doorway. Mateo’s eyes were wide and wild, chest heaving like he’d run the entire distance home. Gray’s heart rate jumped. Lyall went motionless behind him, nails digging into his shoulders. Mateo moved like a tempest, filling Gray’s vision as he was shoved up, sandwiched between the two alphas. Sensation cascaded over him as the warmth of their bodies surrounded him. Lyall resumed his pace, his hands locked on Gray’s hip after adjusting for Mateo’s sudden appearance. He whimpered into his mate’s mouth, his blood simmering as the familiar scent enveloped him, kicking his desire into overdrive.

Mateo took Gray’s cock into his hand and matched Lyall’s pace with his strokes, his teeth sinking into the remaining untouched scent gland on his mate’s throat. Gray’s vision whited out, his whole body seizing, breath stalling in his throat, the thrill of pleasure sizzling up his spine. Lyall cursed as Gray’s muscles contracted around him, and Mateo growled, his teeth still holding firm.