Author Charlie Richards
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Trill to me Sweetly
A Paranormal's Love: Book One
Maelgwn, leader of a clutch of gargoyles in Durango, Colorado, only planned to be in Stone Ridge a few days to help a fellow gargoyle’s mate through laying their first egg. His plan to leave changes when he scents his mate in the hospital. He discovers his mate is Bobby Truman, a human who has no idea the paranormal world exists, even though a number of his friends are shifters. Maelgwn begins the arduous process of watching and waiting, searching for that perfect opportunity to make contact with his mate.
Bobby Truman is tired of his boyfriend, Seth’s, abusive friends, especially when Seth doesn’t do anything about their antics. The broken nose, compliments of Seth’s buddy Grant, is the final straw. When he’s attacked by muggers and rescued by a mysterious stranger in the dark, Bobby hopes it’s the opportunity he needs to make a clean break from Seth. Even if it doesn't work out with Maelgwn, maybe Bobby can keep his new love interest's attention long enough to prove to Seth they are really done.
Bobby thinks it's odd that Maelgwn won't come into the light, always meeting him after dark, but he's nowhere near prepared for the truth when it finally comes out. Can Maelgwn convince Bobby that the things that go bump in the night aren't always bad and to take his place at Maelgwn's side in a paranormal world? Even when that means uprooting his life and moving?
Excerpt - Trill to me Sweetly
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He paused, a shiver working up his spine. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Bobby glanced behind him surreptitiously, then quickly returned his focus straight ahead and picked up his pace. Okay, so maybe he shouldn’t have stayed quite so late at the coffee shop.
Someone was following him. Someone he didn’t recognize. In fact, two someones. Two someones who looked like muggers, with their dark hoodies and chains jangling from their jeans. Maybe it was stereotyping, but Bobby still debated his options—Cut into an alleyway or start running. Both sucked.
When he felt the hand drop on his shoulder, Bobby squealed and did both. He yanked away from whoever the hell had touched him and started sprinting down the alley on his left. Bobby just knew if he could make it to the end, he could turn left, then right, and make it to a main road with taxis.
Sadly, at five foot seven he was short, which meant his legs were short, and the thugs caught up with him. A hand grabbed his sweatshirt, yanking him nearly off his feet. He gasped, losing his breath, but managed to regain his feet. That is, until whoever held him shoved him sideways into the wall.
He almost dropped his laptop case, and scrambled to hang onto it. Bobby had to wrap both arms around it to hold the old, heavy thing, causing him to scrape his knuckles on the building’s stone walls.
“Now, why’d you have to go and run, dude?” One of his pursuers asked. “That only makes my buddy excited.”
The other guy chortled, and it took everything in Bobby to turn around to face them. “Please, leave me alone,” he whispered, his gaze darting back and forth between the two men. He clutched his laptop case to his chest like a shield.
“Awe, we ain’t gonna hurt ya,” said the first man again, obviously the duo’s speaker. “As long as you give us what we want,” he added in a sultry tone that sent a shiver down Bobby’s spine.
“What-what do you want?” Bobby whispered, his gaze skittering between them.
“Your laptop,” replied the first.
It almost drowned out the second guy’s answer. “Your ass.”
Bobby paled. “No,” he denied.
“Awe, don’t be that way, baby,” the first guy said, leering. “We’ll make it good for you.”
Bobby didn’t have anywhere to go when both guys moved in on him. He whimpered, cringing as the first guy’s bad, beer-soaked breath wafted across his face. Crying out in dismay, Bobby shifted sideways when the second guy grabbed his belt. It didn’t take a genius to realize what would come next.
He started to shake his head, and his body trembled violently. The first guy’s fingers pinched his jaw and turned his head, as he pressed his mouth over Bobby’s, and forced his tongue into his mouth.
Before Bobby could figure out how to get out of this, an inhuman roar echoed through the alley. Both men jerked, the first lifting his head though he kept his hands on Bobby’s face. The second guy released his unbuckled belt and snarled, “What the fuck was that?”
“No fucking idea,” the first man replied, his tone a cross between worried and angry, probably at the interruption.
“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”
The question, spoken slowly, menacingly, in a deep gruff voice, actually vibrated Bobby’s balls. That could be the only reason Bobby could think of that would explain why his dick started perking up under these circumstances. At least asshole mugger number one released his jaw and both stepped away from him to face the interloper.
Bobby knew he should take advantage of their distraction, so he sucked in a breath and sprinted toward the mouth of the alley.
Adult Excerpt - Trill to me Sweetly
Bobby smiled. Maelgwn’s deep laughter was an incredibly sexy sound. He really wanted to reach down and adjust himself, but was too afraid the guy would see from his vantage point. On the other hand, maybe if Maelgwn knew he turned Bobby on, he’d be more willing to actually come down and join him.
Reaching down, Bobby palmed his dick and shifted in his seat. He hissed at the pleasure that tightened his balls. It’d been a while since he’d been this turned on and all they’d done was talk. “Bobby,” Maelgwn said, letting out a groan of his own. “Gods above, you smell good.”
His eyes widened and his gaze snapped to the form above him as he shifted restlessly on the beam. “You can smell me from up there?” Bobby didn’t think his cologne was that strong.
“Yes, I can smell you,” his date replied. “I so wish I could help you with that.”
The comment was made so low, Bobby wasn’t certain if Maelgwn had meant for him to hear it or not. He licked his lips. He knew it was kinda slutty to offer to put out on a first date, but fuck a duck, Bobby really wanted to know what it felt like to have Maelgwn’s hands on him. If how he responded to the man’s voice was any indication, his touch would be mind-blowing.
Licking his lips, Bobby took a fortifying sip of wine, then put the glass down and said, “I’d like it very much if you helped me out.”
An audible hiss sounded from above. Maelgwn’s dark form crawled across the beam with surprising agility. The shadows deepened, until the guy just looked like one big, dark shadow. Maelgwn’s cloak billowed out like wings as he jumped from one beam to another. Once his date was directly overhead, Maelgwn peered down at him.
Bobby saw the reflection of the firelight on his eyes, and for a second the flames illuminated his face and Bobby thought he saw a large square jaw and white fangs. He frowned, and Maelgwn shifted, once more hiding his face in shadows.
“Look toward the fire and close your eyes, Bobby,” Maelgwn ordered softly.
Cocking his head, Bobby mentally debated his options. This was putting a lot of trust in a man he really didn’t know. On the other hand, Maelgwn did a lot of work researching his likes and dislikes, and if there was something wrong with the guy, surely Gus or Tible would have warned him away, right?
“We can just forget anything was said, if you’d like.”
The deeply rumbled offer jerked Bobby out of his thoughts. “No,” Bobby responded quickly.
“Okay,” Maelgwn murmured. “I’ll back off.”
Bobby shook his head. “No, I mean I want your touch. Your voice makes me hard as a rock and…and I want to know if your hands will feel as good as I think they will.”
Mortified by his outburst, Bobby felt heat creep up his neck and he hoped it wasn’t real visible in the firelight. “Please,” he pleaded. “Do…whatever it is you were going to do.” As he spoke, Bobby bowed his head and closed his head, his body nearly vibrating with tension.
A few seconds later, Bobby heard a soft thud, telling him Maelgwn had actually dropped to the ground behind him. He imagined he could feel the man’s presence warming his back. Maelgwn rested large hands on Bobby’s shoulders, then Bobby felt breath against his ear as the guy whispered, “Just relax, Bobby. I would never let any harm befall you.”
“I—I believe you,” Bobby murmured, surprised that he did, in fact, trust this man.
“Will you let me make you feel good, Bobby?” Mealgwn crooned, his large hands massaging Bobby’s shoulders, releasing knots of tension he hadn’t even known were there.
Bobby groaned softly. “Oh, god, that’s good.” One of Maelgwn’s hands moved over his shoulder and gripped his coat’s zipper. He hissed in pleasure when his coat opened and Maelgwn scraped a thumb over his beaded nipple through the shirt he wore.
“Like that, do you?” Mealgwn murmured.
“Oh, yes,” Bobby whispered.
“Mmm, I can’t wait for the chance to explore your tight body, Bobby,” Maelgwn continued, nuzzling his neck. His second hand moved to cup Bobby’s dick, gently squeezing his rock hard cock, making him moan and drop his head on Maelgwn’s shoulder. It was then he realized the guy must have been kneeling behind him.
Maelgwn placed his palm on Bobby’s chest, urging him to lean against him. The man’s hand nearly spanned his entire chest, reminding him of exactly how large this guy was. Trusting in the strange pull he felt, Bobby gave in and rested his weight on Maelgwn. He rested one hand on his thigh and the other on Maelgwn’s forearm. The firm, hard skin under his palm surprised him and he ran his hand over Maelgwn’s arm, noticing it felt almost leathery.
“Maelgwn?” he asked hesitantly.
“Shh, little one, everything is fine. Let me take care of you,” Maelgwn murmured right before he sucked one of Bobby’s earlobes into his mouth.
Groaning at the shivers spreading through his body, Bobby obeyed. Even the scrape of slightly sharper than normal teeth hardly penetrated his fog of lust when Maelgwn opened his jeans and palmed his throbbing erection. As Maelgwn stroked him, Bobby dismissed the notion just as quickly.
He gave himself over to Maelgwn’s ministrations, letting the pleasure flood his body, setting his nerve endings on fire. The man’s hot breath on his neck, ear, and cheek had the fine hairs there standing on end, sending pleasant chills down his spine. The hand on his chest moved down to his balls, palming the sensitive orbs, then tugging and rolling them gently.
Bobby moaned in bliss. “Oh my god, Mal. More, please more.”