Binding the Wolf [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Kay Derwydd
eBook Category: Erotica
eBook Description: Unleashed I: Zach is quite content in his life with his lover Nate. Despite the rigors of being a chef, he knows he can come home to relative peace. But one day, his blessed peace is interrupted when he finds a box and a note from Nate. Can Zach accept Nate for what he is, even if it means the end of life as he knows it? Unleashed II: Nate is hiding a secret from his lover. When things turn rough and the beast inside almost breaks through, Nate's only choice is to leave. He throws everything on the hope that Zach will still love him. Can he convince Zach to be the master he so desperately needs?
eBook Publisher: Freya's Bower/Freya's Bower, Published: 2006, 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2007
Leashed 1: Zach's Story
45 Reader Ratings:
"...the eroticism in this story is sizzling. Kay Derwydd has a good grasp of pace when it comes to love scenes and depicts the arousal and excitement of the characters quite effectively. 5 cats!"--Dianne Gray, Wild Child Publishing
"This is the first book from Freya's Bower that I have read. I really enjoyed this and it is this readers hope to see more books by Ms. Derwydd and this publisher. 4 Angels!"--Teresa Reviewer, Fallen Angels Reviews
"Binding the Wolf by Kay Derwydd was explosive! The emotions and love between Zach and Nate was easy to see and feel. I thought their love for each other poignant. It was as if I was standing at a window watching them. Binding the Wolf got my heart rate pounding and made me blush."--Talia Ricci, Joyfully Reviewed
"Kay Derwydd packs a lot of punch in this one ... I hope she will produce more stories in this world for our reading pleasure. Looking for a short, hot read? Binding the Wolf is just right. 4 Stars!"--Elise Lyn, Sensual eCataromance
The dogs were barking wildly before Zach got the keys out of his pocket. Looking back at Nate, he grinned.
"You think they missed us?"
Nate chuckled and made a good bit of racket with the grocery bags in his hands, sending the dogs on the other side of the door into fits. Zach rolled his eyes and shook his head, laughing as he unlocked the door and pushed it open. Four furry, wiggling bodies assaulted them before they made it over the threshold. Zach crowded the dogs back into the house and Nate followed behind, closing the door.
Thor, the oldest and largest of the pack of four Alaskan Huskies, sat down in the doorway to the kitchen, looking smug. Zach stopped and looked over at his lover, who was herding the others into the living room with promises of treats.
"Hey, Nate. Call Thor, will you? He's being stubborn again."
Nate whistled, the sound shrill and loud. Thor snorted and brushed past Zach, heading into the living room to curl up on the couch with Nate. Zach grinned; without a doubt, the dog knew who his owner was. As Nate scratched one thick-furred neck after another, Zach started putting away the groceries. A few minutes later, a rustle of plastic bags came from behind him and then two strong, thick-muscled arms were sliding around his waist. Nate dropped a kiss to the side of his neck and nuzzled below Zach's left ear.
"Should we give them the bones now," Zach asked him, "or wait?"
Zach shivered as Nate nipped his neck. The man's teeth were a bit sharper than most people's, but Zach didn't care, not when Nate could drive him to the edge every time with a few well-placed nibbles. One of Nate's hands drifted lower, cupping Zach through his jeans, fingers wrapping around the hardness beneath the denim. Nate's voice was deep and rich, reminding Zach of a fine wine, aged perfectly.
"I'll be waiting in the bedroom." The warmth of Nate's body disappeared and Zach shivered in its absence.
"Yeah. Dog bones."
Finally composing himself enough to think somewhat clearly, Zach pulled out four huge, basted beef bones wrapped in plastic. He stripped the thick plastic off of them and carried all four into the living room. The dogs were lounging, but all four heads popped up when Zach set the bones down in a line in front of the television.
"Now, boys," he said, eyeing each Husky in turn. "Nate and I are going to be busy for a while. Eat your bones and behave." He turned the television on to the Animal Planet and took one last glance at the dogs still sitting in place. "Dinner time!"
Within seconds, four powerful bodies lunged for the bones, each one disappearing into a gray and white muzzle as the dogs got resettled and started gnawing and licking, tails slapping the couch and floor. Zach headed for the bedroom, knowing something more delicious waited for him there. Six years and he still felt the breathless rush of pure desire, the thrill of being under Nate's command for a time; and although there were times when he thought to turn the tables, tonight was not one of those nights. Tonight, he wanted Nate to take over, to drive them both into raving need and eventual release.
Nate was already in the bed, sitting back against the headboard, legs stretched out and hand stroking idly over hard flesh. Eyes black as midnight watched Zach while he undressed.
The words were said with authority, Nate's dark gaze brooking no argument. Zach obeyed, kneeling beside Nate. Long fingers combed through his hair, tugging the ponytail out. Copper strands fell over Zach's face as the bulk of it draped down his back. Nate never stopped pleasuring himself, and his free hand moved from Zach's hair to his face, fingertips caressing Zach's bottom lip. Zach's lips parted on a soft catch of breath and Nate's fingers slipped inside, moving over his tongue.
"Touch me." Short, simple, and to the point. Nate might have been a man of few words, but the words he chose never failed to make his wishes succinctly clear.
Sliding down the beautiful body, Zach settled between Nate's legs. He started on Nate's right leg, mouth moving up his lover's thigh, feeling the muscles slide and flex beneath the heated skin. He loved the way the hair grew coarser the higher he moved, until it gave way to thick black curls around the base of Nate's cock. Nosing the dense patch of fur, Zach breathed in the rich scent of Irish Spring soap mixed with Nate's own scent. It was heady and addictive, strong enough to feel as well as smell.
Nate remained silent, but Zach could feel those dark eyes on him, watching his every move like a wolf might watch its prey. The knowledge alone made Zach whimper, lips fusing around the side of Nate's shaft, sucking up a dark red mark. Nate rewarded him with a shallow growl.
Kissing a slow path up the side, Zach looked up, finding himself the subject of Nate's intense stare. It sent a thrill straight through him. When he opened his mouth over the tip, Nate's hands landed softly on his head, fingers threading through his hair. Zach opened his mouth, eyes never leaving Nate's as the tip slid over his tongue.
Zach lapped the clear droplets up like life-giving water, soft sounds surrounding the flesh in his mouth. Nate's hips moved, pushing up and in. Zach all but devoured him, his throat relaxing as Nate slid deeper. Nate taught him this, taught him how to relax everything and take a man all the way. Nate had even done it to him a few times in the past.
A growl drifted down to him, Nate's fingers tightening, pushing. When his nose touched black hair, Zach closed his eyes, losing himself in the taste and scent. Nate flexed in his mouth, silken steel grazing his tongue. Then Nate began to move--slowly at first, but then quickening, every push growing in strength.
Zach couldn't help it. He whimpered around Nate's cock, lost in the sensations. Nate was taking him, renewing his claim. Zach reached out and held on to Nate's hips, encouraging Nate to give him more. He needed this--needed Nate.
Keeping a firm grip on his head, Nate thrust up, driving deep into Zach's throat. Then Zach swallowed.
Nate roared, hips snapping up as he held Zach's head like a vise. Heat poured over Zach's tongue, and he drank it down like a man dying of thirst.
Sharp, sweet, and bitter. If fire had a taste, Zach knew this was it. He moaned around Nate's flesh, pulling back to suck on the tip, desperate for more. As Nate relaxed into the mattress, Zach licked him clean, taking his own form of pleasure in making sure he didn't miss a single drop. Then he pulled off and looked up at Nate, eyes wide and pleading.
Without a word, Nate pulled him up and into a kiss, tongue demanding as it plunged into Zach's mouth. Zach could feel Nate growing hard again; the man's stamina was beyond words. Zach straddled Nate's lap and dove into the kiss, moaning and rocking as Nate's hands slid over him, down to knead his ass roughly. His heart threatening to burst right out of his chest, Zach whimpered and pleaded wordlessly, desperation taking over as he began to shake in Nate's arms.
Flipping him down onto his back, Nate thrust inside him in one swift motion. Zach screamed into Nate's mouth, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as the burn spread through him like a wildfire. Fingers clutching Nate's biceps, Zach could only give in to the hard, driving rhythm Nate quickly set. Every thrust pulled another harsh sound out of Zach, each one dying in the hungry, brutal kiss.
Nate's hand pushed between them and it only took a single touch to set Zach off. Back arching, his eyes flew open, mouth still prisoner to Nate's kiss. He bucked and writhed, the tears flowing freely as Nate pulled every last tremor out of him before coming again, filling Zach's body with liquid fire.
Zach slumped onto the bed, panting as Nate released his mouth. He closed his eyes and shuddered, smoothing away the marks he'd left on Nate's arms before sliding his arms around Nate's neck. "Love you," he whispered.
"Ditto," came the muffled response as Nate licked the hollow of his throat.