Oleander House: Bay City Paranormal Investigations, Book 1

cock. Come for me.
    Marked as prey, Alec refuses to fall for a werewolf. Until he’s forced to turn to Liam for protection.

Marked
© 2007 Joely Skye
    Alec Ryerson carries a scar over his heart and scars on his psyche, ugly reminders of a nightmare that still doesn’t seem quite real. Even a year later, he stays inside on full-moon nights and avoids most people—until he meets the strange and beautiful Liam.
    Liam feels an undeniable pull toward Alec. However Liam is a werewolf; Alec is a human who clearly has trepidations about a relationship. Then Liam discovers he is not the first werewolf Alec has encountered. Alec has been marked for death by the murderous “quad”, a group of twisted werewolves who prey on humans. Now the quad’s sights are set on recruiting Liam’s eight-year-old brother into their murderous pack.
    Liam will do everything in his power to protect both his brother and Alec from the wolves, even if it means calling in favors and killing those with whom he once ran.
    Because Alec, like it or not, is Liam’s chosen mate. Warning, this title contains the following: explicit male/male sex.
    Enjoy the following excerpt for Marked:
“Want a tour of the house before we leave?” asked
Liam.
“All right,” Alec drawled, wondering what this was
leading to. But he decided to trust Liam, at least a little, and followed the golden boy downstairs. Maybe Liam did want to show off the house because he pointed out a game room for Ira, colorful and full of toys. They walked into a den—the walls were lined with books,
child and adult.
“No TV?”
Liam shook his head. “I had to wean Ira off the TV
and computer. With our mother, the screens had become
his whole life. They were making him a bit nuts.” “Oh.”
“He didn’t even attend school, just sat hypnotized
by electronics all day.”
“Hell.” Not sure how to respond, Alec scratched
his jaw.
Liam gave a lopsided smile. “I didn’t attend school
either.”
What should he say? Well, that’s too bad. Alec
kept silent. He sure didn’t feel like sharing his family
background. Instead, he walked to the bookshelf and
browsed, noting a bunch of science fiction. “Iain Banks
fan, I see.”
Suddenly Liam stood close behind him.
As Alec turned, his shoulder brushed Liam’s chest
and Alec found himself backing up against the shelves. “How do you do that?” Alec demanded.
“Do what?”
“Move without me hearing you.”
Liam didn’t respond. His gaze just became heated. Alec didn’t look away. “Keep that up, baby, and
you might get kissed again.”
Liam’s jaw tightened and his eyes darkened.
Before Alec could make a move, his feet were in the air
and he went flying over the back of the couch.
His breath baled out and panic seized him. What
the fuck?
Liam slammed down on top of him, pushing Alec
into the cushions, pulling at his pants.
Alec threw a hard punch, and while Liam’s
expression showed surprise, he moved fast enough to
duck so Alec’s fist only grazed Liam’s temple. He
grabbed both Alec’s arms, pinning them above his head
with a strength Alec couldn’t battle. It infuriated Alec, to
be held down so easily by someone his own size. Alec aimed his knee at Liam’s balls. His attacker
slid to the side. Alec pulled back a leg to kick, but Liam
moved up and applied weight, giving Alec no room to maneuver. Out-muscled and stretched out on his back, all Alec managed to do was grind against Liam, which gave entirely the wrong message. Alec’s desire of a moment ago had fled, sick fear in its place. The terror
immobilized him.
So he went still, lay beneath that long, hard body,
smothered between Liam and the soft cushions, hardly
able to breathe under the weight and dread. Liam
gripped his arms. Pinioned. He waited for Liam to grope
him.
Instead, Liam’s face fell into Alec’s neck and he
said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
    Under Liam, Alec went very still. His breath came shallow and fast, and Liam knew he had to get off, though a part of him wanted to stay and nestle there, no matter how wrong it was to force your physical desires on someone else.
    Alec’s fear had rid Liam of his erection, though oddly enough Alec’s remained. Liam nuzzled Alec’s throat in apology, then pulled back.
    Alec stared, his dark eyes flat and unblinking, and Liam had the terrible feeling Alec had experienced this kind of betrayal before.
    “Okay,” said Liam slowly. “I’m getting off you. I’d rather you didn’t unman me in the