Author Charlie Richards

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Goading the Enforcer

Wolves of Stone Ridge: Book Six

Jared Templeton returned to Colin City for one reason, to make it through his sister's wedding. After that he wanted to return home in Massachusetts and go back to his blessed solitude and his life as an assassin. He didn't plan on attending a viewing for a deceased mentor, agreeing to help his shifter friend rescue a blind man, or learning that he had a shifter mate. A male shifter mate. He'd never been attracted to a man before, but he couldn't deny that he lusted after this one. And he had no clue what to do about it, or how he could fit the wolf shifter into his life if he did give into his desires.

Carson Angeni is the enforcer for the Stone Ridge wolf pack. He's followed his alpha's commands and obeyed him without question, even to the point of taking lives to ensure the safety of his pack. When he's faced with a mate who kills for money, with no remorse and no conscience, he questions Fate's choice. How can he accept someone who seems to get his jollies by goading those around him, not to mention Jared lives halfway across the country? But as he gets to know the man, Carson learns that there is more to him than Jared's brash exterior displays. There's definitely a connection between them, and both have trouble denying it, but Carson can't accept Jared's work as an assassin. And when Carson discovers that Jared knew from the beginning that he was Carson's mate, it creates even more tension between them. Can Carson learn to trust his mate while trying to convince Jared to give up the only life and the only job he's ever known, to settle with him in Stone Ridge?

Excerpt - Goading the Enforcer

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    He grinned and held out a hand. “Hello, handsome. I’m Jared. Grady invited me,” he said.

The man took the hand and chuckled. “I’m Lark, and don’t let Declan hear you say that to me.”

“Too late. I heard,” an accented voice snarled.

He released Lark’s hand and lifted it in placation, chuckling softly. “Don’t worry. I’m not gay, but even I can appreciate that your…” he paused, realizing the large man who now had a proprietary arm around Lark’s waist had been at the viewing. He’d assumed he was the sister’s husband or boyfriend. He’d been wrong. This man oozed alpha male from every pore. “Let me guess. You’re a shifter, and Lark is your mate?”

The growl from Declan almost drowned out Lark’s shocked gasp. Suddenly, Jared found himself pinned against the door, an angry two-hundred-fifty pound male holding his throat. “How do ye know about us? Who the hell are you?”

He grinned, flipping through the different moves he could use to break the bigger man’s hold and wondering if they’d work on the shifter. Instead he held out a hand, never breaking eye contact. “I’m Jared Templeton. You must be Declan McIntire. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

“Whoa! Whoa, Declan, wait!” Grady rushed into view. “I was gonna tell you about Jared earlier, but it kinda slipped my mind with everything going on,” he said in a rush, resting one hand on Declan’s shoulder and the other on the man’s arm. “He can help us.”

Declan’s lip curled. “How can this human help us?”

An indignant huff sounded from Lark. “Excuse me, big guy. Human standing right here. Do you want to sleep upstairs tonight?”

Slowly, the hand around his neck eased and dropped away. Declan stepped away and pulled his mate into his arms, a sheepish expression on his face. “Sorry, baby,” he whispered. He gave Jared one more scowl before heading deeper into the house.

Grady turned to Jared and shook his head. “Are you trying to get yourself shredded?”

Jared shrugged. “Of course not. How’s Gordon? Is he here?”

“Yeah, he’s in the other room, and thanks for your comments last night. It took me an hour to convince him I’d never fucked you,” Grady muttered, leading the way into a large study.

Laughing, Jared followed.

Twelve people crammed into the room made the study seem much smaller than it really was. He already knew Gordon, Lark, and Declan. Grady introduced the others. Travis, Rainy, and Cliff MacDougal – it didn’t escape his notice that Travis and Rainy were clearly a couple – sat on a leather couch. On an easy chair sat Shane Alvaro, who Declan introduced as his beta. Todd Abernathy was curled up in Lyle Sullivan’s lap in a matching recliner. Nick Greely and Carson Angeni sat on another, smaller sofa. The several inches between them told Jared that they were not a couple. And he made thirteen. Jared grinned. My lucky number.

His gaze returned to Carson. With long black hair framing classic native American features and a bump in his nose telling where it had been broken at least once, add in a firm, tone body, bronzed skin, and piercing brown eyes, the man was truly stunning. He stared unashamedly for a second, watching Carson stare right back at him. He suddenly found himself reevaluating his earlier statement about not being gay. In the span of ten minutes he’d found himself appreciating the features of two different men, and this second guy definitely made his prick take notice. Huh, maybe I’m bisexual.

His grin widened further and he turned to where Lark now sat curled up on Declan’s lap. He waved a hand between them. “Okay, ya got me. Lark is handsome, but this guy’s stunning. He just might make me reconsider my sexuality, because he’s definitely fuck-worthy,” he finished, giving Carson a lascivious wink.

Ignoring the shocked silence, yeah, he had a sadistic sense of humor sometimes, Jared settled into a chair and focused on Grady. “So, since it’s obvious this isn’t really a poker party, why don’t we cut to the chase?” His gaze turned predatory as he focused on Grady. His lips curved into a malicious smile and his voice lowered as he asked, “Who do you want me to kill?”

Adult Excerpt - Goading the Enforcer

    By the time he stood outside his room’s door, his cock once again pulsed in his jeans and he prayed Carson had taken him up on his offer. After locking the door behind him, he stripped as he moved through the suite of rooms. He made his way to the bedroom and sucked in a breath. Sprawled across the comforter was the man he couldn’t seem to get enough of, the man who consumed his thoughts, and he was naked.

Jared hadn’t seen the man nude when they’d fucked two days ago. Now he looked his fill, taking in the bronze skin, impressive muscle definition, and tall, strong body. Long lashes hid Carson’s dark brown eyes, long black hair spread across Jared’s pillows, and an almost straight nose accentuated high cheekbones and full lips Jared found he loved to kiss.

His gaze swept down the man’s body, taking in the dark flat nipples, the sculpted abs, and the tiny treasure trail of hair starting below Carson’s belly button and leading the way to the thin thatch of dark curly hair, nestling around the man’s impressive, even while semi-erect, cock.

His focus glued to that proof of Carson’s manhood, suddenly Jared found his mouth watering. He wanted to taste. He wanted to feel the man’s dick fill up with blood as he sucked it, feel it come to life in his mouth. Never one to deny his urges, especially when his lust-filled mind couldn’t find a good excuse not to, Jared crawled onto the bed and over to his lover.

Pausing over the slightly plumped flesh, Jared cocked his head and swallowed. He’d never done anything like this before, and a case of nerves hit him hard. He wanted to please this man, more than he’d ever wanted to please anyone else. He realized how important Carson had already become to him.

He leaned down and inhaled deeply of the man’s musky, masculine scent and had to fight back a groan. Carson smelled amazing, and Jared’s cock twitched where it hung between his legs! His nerves, erased by the desire swamping him, he took his first taste of man, swiping his tongue up the underside of Carson’s cock, tracing the thick vein running its length. Liking the feel of the smooth flesh on his tongue, and enjoying how the man beneath him moaned softly in his slumber and shifted restlessly, his legs sliding further apart as if in invitation, Jared circled the flat of his tongue around the cock’s head before dipping the tip of his tongue into the slit. A drop of pre-cum oozed out and Jared rolled the flavored gem around on his tongue, analyzing the slightly bitter taste and deciding he liked it.

Opening his jaw wider, he sucked the head of Carson’s shaft into his mouth and flicked his tongue along the glans, knowing how much he liked it when that soft wrinkled flesh was worked. A low moan sounded from Carson and a hand slipped into Jared’s hair. He looked up through his lashes to see Carson’s hooded, lust-filled eyes staring down at him.

He smiled around the flesh in his mouth and moved further down on Carson’s shaft, taking another couple inches into his mouth. It didn’t take long for his gag reflex to make itself known, and Carson knew he wouldn’t be able to get much more of Carson’s eight inch dick into his mouth.

When Carson bucked under him, trying to get more from Jared, he reacted by wrapping his fist around the stalk of the man’s erection. He increased his suction and worked the bit of length he couldn’t get into his mouth with his hand.

The fingers in his hair tightened as Carson gasped his name and started babbling. “Jared! Oh, gods that’s good. Wish you could see what you look like with your mouth wrapped around my dick. So fucking sexy. So hot. Ugh!”

Carson’s other hand tangled in the sheet as he thrust up, and Jared had to grab the man’s hip to keep him from gagging him, even with his hand helping to keep too much from his mouth. He pulled off the hard, silky flesh with a pop and Carson growled his frustration. Jared grinned up at him. “Are you going to come for me, Carson? Are you going to fill my mouth with your seed?”