over with his free hand to get the lube and condoms out from the nightstand.
Their lovemaking was fast and furious. Hamish inside him again was emotional, and Liam felt the tears pour down his face. It was like the pain, the fear, the memories of the past faded away in Hamish’s arms.
Later as he lay there with him, Liam said, “I couldn’t feel the opening in your shoulder blades anymore. Is that good?” Liam touched his hair.
“It’s not bad.” Hamish kissed his nose.
“Did you do it, did you take the anxiety away?” He felt whole again, and he knew he’d no longer need the pills.
Hamish met his gaze. “No.” He glanced at the door. “I think Azrael did that.”
“Did you ask him to do it?” Liam deposited tiny kisses on Hamish’s shoulder.
“No, but Azrael has the power to heal psychic pain.”
“But I remember everything,” Liam said. “It just feels different. That panicky feeling is gone.”
“He left the memories.” Hamish kissed his forehead. “I’m not sure how, but he did. It’s like he removed the ulcer but left the leg.”
“It’s quiet out there. Do you think they’ve left?” Liam asked. “I’d really like to thank him.”
Hamish got out of bed and went to the window. “Look.”
Liam came to join him. The beautiful leaves were still there, but there was no barrier.
Liam walked over and put on his robe, then slipped back into Hamish’s arms. “You need to put clothes on before I drag you back to bed.”
Hamish tickled him. “Any time, baby.”
“I’m going to check and see if they are still out there.” Liam left the room and looked around. They were gone. “Hamish?”
Hamish came out into the living room, belting his robe. “They’re gone, eh?”
Liam looked at him. “You knew.”
He nodded.
“What about your soul?”
“I told you,” Hamish said. “My soul belongs to me.” Hamish pulled Liam into his arms and kissed him hotly. “And my heart belongs to you.”
Liam undid Hamish’s robe and took Hamish’s cock in his hand. “Your big, hard, cock belongs to me too. It’s mine, right?”
Hamish smiled at him. “Every inch of it.”
“So, what do you think happened?” Liam asked curiously as Hamish propelled him back toward the bedroom.
“I guess they had better things to do.” Hamish kissed him passionately on the mouth then pulled off Liam’s robe.
“Um,” Liam moaned against Hamish, his hand tightening on Hamish’s cock as he felt his lovers’ hands roam over his ass. “And, from the looks of it, so do we.”
About the Suede Delray
Suede is an award winning, bestselling author. She has written many academic articles on delinquency, racism and homophobia, as well as numerous romantic, mystery and fantasy novels. Recently she took an early retirement from her job in law enforcement where she worked with juveniles, to devote herself to her first love, writing. Suede lives with her loving partner of many years and their pets. She enjoys travelling, reading about current events, debating, and walking.
Red Run Ruckus
By
Lynn Michaels
When pushed to the brink of extinction, you stand and fight—even if you’re a red deer shifter.
An extended search for more red deer shifters results in some success and a celebration of Mabon, the fall equinox, and a great feast at Donner’s estate. When the feast is attacked by the wolves, Donner is ready to fight back and defend his family at all cost. But Rory, his mate, won’t let Donner take on the wolves alone.
Dedication
To all the shifter-loving readers who’ve followed this story through the seasons. I hope you all enjoy the rest of the ride.
Red Run Ruckus
Donner’s heart filled to bursting when he took in the sight of so many deer at his table. This year had been incredible. He’d always imagined he would die alone—the old king stag of nothing. Then he’d met Rory, and his whole world changed. Their love and their children, and even finding their first addition to their herd, Emma, who birthed Maja less than a month after their twins were born, had convinced Donner to extend the search for others. Emma had been pregnant and about to give birth in deer-form when they first found her. She’d lost her mate, and she’d been difficult to track down. Most deer went into hiding when the wolves had decided to slaughter their race. They would be hard to find, but he and Rory had found Emma. Then they’d found others. There would be more.
They had added to their herd in a remarkable way when no one believed it could happen, especially those on the council