With Caution

working loose the last twist in Bo’s hair and burying both hands in its dark length. “God. I want your cock in me now.”
    “Here it is.” Removing his arm from Sam’s waist, Bo grabbed his own prick and held it upright. “Sit.”
    Sam didn’t need any more invitation than that. With Bo’s free hand steadying him, he held his cheeks apart and lowered himself onto Bo’s cock. They both groaned as the wide, smooth head penetrated Sam’s hole. Sam moved as slowly as he could manage, wanting to savor the feel of Bo’s shaft pushing relentlessly into him, filling him up and setting his world on fire.
    Finally, Sam’s ass rested in Bo’s lap, with Bo’s prick fully buried inside him. Staring into Bo’s eyes, Sam gave an experimental rock of his hips. Bo’s eyelids fluttered, his breath hitching. “Fuck, Sam. God, tight.”
    Sam moved again, trying to keep his full weight off Bo’s injured leg. His thighs burned already with the strain of holding himself in this position, but he would’ve rather died than stop. Having Bo inside him like this felt too good. Besides, it was clear from the fine tremors shaking Bo’s body that he wouldn’t last long.
    Panting, Sam rested his forehead against Bo’s and clutched his shoulders. “Okay?”
    Bo nodded, one hand curling around Sam’s renewed erection. “Okay.”
    Tilting his head, Sam captured Bo’s mouth in a slow, wet kiss. Bo growled. He gave a short, sharp thrust that zinged over Sam’s gland and pulled a kiss-muffled cry from him. Fingers digging into Bo’s skin, Sam began to move in a seesawing figure eight which he knew from experience brought a swift, explosive orgasm every time.
    “Oh Christ,” Bo breathed. His thighs spread, hips pulsing up and down to match Sam’s rhythm. “Not gonna last, Sam.”

    “Don’t try.” Taking Bo’s lower lip between his teeth, Sam sucked on it for a second, then let it go. “Fuck me. Come inside me.”
    “Uh. Yes. Love fucking you.”
    Hands clamped hard onto Sam’s hipbones. Bo thrust up into him, the angle sharp and deep enough to hurt. Sam keened, pressed his palms to the wall behind Bo’s head and forced himself down onto Bo’s cock, again and again and again, until his legs shook and sweat dripped from his face and ran in rivulets down his back. Beneath him, Bo’s hips snapped up and down in a brutal rhythm. Bo buried his face in Sam’s neck, biting and sucking, his breath coming in harsh grunts Sam could feel against his bruising skin.
    It was rough, unrefined and bordering on violent, and Sam wished it would never end. If he could halt the flow of time right here, with Bo’s cock in him, Bo’s lips hot on his neck and his prick rubbing against Bo’s ridged belly, he could die a happy man.

    Their love knew no shape, no limit, no boundary. Until someone destroyed their trust.

    Trinity Broken
    © 2007 Jamie Craig
    Coming December 25, 2007 to Samhain Publishing

    Scientist Joshua Ames committed the unforgivable sin. He fell in love with his research subjects, shapeshifters Cameron and Sara. Despite the taboo against humans mingling with shifters, Josh left his life behind and moved into theirs without regret.
    Then Sara disappeared.
    When Josh and Cam finally find her, she is unconscious, emaciated and shackled.
    They thought the hard part was living without her. But as soon as Sara wakes, they realize the hard part will be putting their lives back together.
    Sara barely remembers life with Cam and Josh. All she remembers is a monster, a shifter who wore Cam’s face, who tortured and tested her for two long years. Without a home, conditioned to fear her own abilities, Sara struggles to start over.
    Solving the mystery behind Sara’s kidnapping is the key to her recovery, because whoever destroyed their relationship is hunting her, intent on getting her back.
    The truth could bring the three lovers peace—or send them spiraling apart.
    Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex including m/m and m/m/f, graphic language, violence.

    Enjoy the following excerpt for Trinity Broken:

    Sara sat up against the headboard. Without looking away from Cam, she slowly shut her eyes and inhaled.
    “That’s good,” Josh said.
    “Now, we want to clear your mind. When you exhale, focus on how you feel when you breathe, what your lungs are doing. With your next breath, just focus on how it feels to inhale.”

    Cam’s voice sounded softer with her eyes closed, like the caress of a warm