Author Charlie Richards
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Choosing His Christmas Miracle
Wolves of Stone Ridge: Book Fifteen
Raul Braga is finally ready to admit the reason he's been so distracted of late is because of a man--but not just any man. Raul finds himself attracted to a wolf shifter named Sean Garcia who comes from a pack in Idaho. Even though his buddy has agreed to help him look into the shifter's current whereabouts, Raul doesn't have much faith that a member of the homophobic pack they've had problms with in the past would ever admit to being interested in him, too. Imagine Raul's surprise when Sean shows up on his doorstep.
Sean claims that Raul is his mate, which explains the attraction. Still, Sean didn't come alone. He has his infant girl with him. Sean is the legal guardian for his niece, Lily, who is his deceased sister's cub. Now, Raul has to decide if he's ready for not only a relationship with a male, but a male that come with a ready-made family. Before he can start to figure things out though, Raul is sent away on an assignment. Although the kisses are mind-blowing, will they be enough to help him overcome his fear of settling down?
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Raul couldn’t remember packing his bag or the drive to the airport, but since he carried it over his shoulder and climbed into Manon’s helicopter, he knew it’d happened. He tried to keep his breathing even, hoping that with each breath, his life would start to make sense. It didn’t work.
Dropping his bag on the ground, Raul rubbed his hands over his face, then buried them in his hair. He massaged his temples, trying to get his shit together. They were about to face scientists and possibly jacked-up soldiers. He needed to be able to focus.
Someone slapping him on the back pulled Raul out of his chaotic thoughts. He turned to see his friend’s concerned gaze. It wasn’t a look Jared wore often and appeared extremely out of place on his tanned face.
“You doing okay?” Jared asked.
Raul scowled. “No. No I’m not,” he answered honestly.
“Which part is bothering you?” Carson asked from Jared’s other side, leaning over his mate to eye him with a penetrating gaze. “That he’s a man, a wolf shifter, or has a daughter?”
Well, put like that, Raul had no fucking clue. He shook his head, shrugged, then dropped his gaze to the floor of the chopper as if the answers would be written there. They weren’t. Raul brought his attention back to Jared and his mate.
“All of it?” The concerned looks on the pair’s faces didn’t change. Raul shook his head again. “Even though I’m not gay, I never planned to have kids. And yet, Fate decides to fuck with my life and give me to a wolf shifter who is raising his infant niece? What part should I be okay with?”
Jared cocked his head. “Let me ask you this. If it were a woman who arrived with a baby in tow, would it make it easier for you?”
“At least I’d know what to do with her,” Raul muttered.
Carson scowled. “So, it’s the fact that Sean is a man? You got a problem with gay relationships?”
Okay, this was coming out all wrong. Raul rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Fuck no,” he snapped. Raul took a fortifying breath and after rubbing his hands over his face again, looked Carson in the eye and said, “It’s the fact that I don’t get a say in the matter.”
God, how fucked up was that? He cared only that Fate was messing with his life. Sure, he’d been thinking about this guy and obsessing over him for months. He and Jared had even talked about seeing if they could find anything out about him. Except, now that Sean was there, in Stone Ridge, Raul didn’t know if that was what he really wanted. Knowing exactly how fucked up and selfish that’d make him sound, Raul kept those disturbing thoughts to himself.
Adult Excerpt - Choosing His Christmas Miracle
When Raul put his hand on Sean’s shoulder and murmured hey, he nearly jumped out of his skin. Chuckling at himself, Sean turned to face his mate and grinned at him. “Sorry. You startled me. Guess I was lost in thought.”
Raul smiled and touched his mouth. Sean flicked out a tongue and tasted the pad of the man’s finger. “What were you thinking about?”
“How you need a Christmas tree,” he replied truthfully, then drew the tip of Raul’s finger into his mouth and sucked lightly.
His mate’s nostrils flared and his eyes dilated for a completely different reason. The scent of arousal hit Sean’s senses like the finest aphrodisiac. Sean’s erection, which had never completely deflated, thickened with a vengeance, and he moaned and sucked harder, flicking the rough pad with his tongue. The image of him sucking something else of Raul’s shot through his brain and he couldn’t stop his gaze from dropping to his mate’s crotch.
“Where—where would you put the tree?” Raul managed to get out.
He smiled and allowed the finger to slip from between his lips. The move made Raul’s breathing hitch and Sean grinned. “In front of the window,” he murmured. “A seven-footer would be perfect right there, don’t you think? We’ll cut construction paper into thin slips and create a rainbow chain. Celebrate the changes in our life,” he said.
Taking courage at the scent of lust rolling off his mate, Sean flipped the blanket off Raul’s torso and cupped the thick, hard cock straining against the fabric of his sweats. “What do you think?” he whispered, giving Raul’s dick a squeeze.
Raul moaned and rocked into his touch. “That sounds like a great idea,” he gasped out. “But first, shouldn’t we actually do the deed?”
Sean grinned at his very soon-to-be lover. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Releasing his grip on his mate’s cock had Raul moaning, so Sean quickly maneuvered the sweats down Raul’s hips and under his balls, allowing his dick to spring free. He licked his lips and leaned forward, inhaling deeply.
“Fuck, you smell good,” Sean said with a groan, his tone deepening with desire.
“Sean,” Raul grunted. “Do something,” he pleaded, threading his fingers into Sean’s hair. His hold neither pushed nor pulled Sean away, letting him choose.
And Sean chose to taste his mate. Of course, making the decision to suck another man’s cock, even one that was his mate’s, was completely different than actually doing it. Carefully, he wrapped his hand around the base of Raul’s thick, maybe six-inch meat. He pumped the shaft once, twice, glancing up when Raul hissed, gratified to see the pleasure straining his features.
“Sean,” Raul said again, growling his name this time.