Kevin's Savior, Book 8 > Saturday, March 22nd
Kevin McMillian had an awful childhood.
His youth was spent as a guinea pig to an abusive father. The man experimented
on him, using various drugs. When the old man finally dies, Kevin and his
brothers leave their tiger streak and travel to New Orleans. Once safe, the drug
starts to leave his system. Kevin becomes very ill and slips into an
unconscious state. He’s lost and scared as he yells for help, but nobody can
hear him.
Stephen Pollis is the pack doctor. His
Alpha sends him out on a call to help a tiger shifter. He never expected to
find an unconscious man lying on a hotel room bed, bloody and pale. Rushing the
young male to The Castle, Stephen stays by his side, day and night. After weeks
pass, he’s willing to do anything to wake Kevin up, even if it means claiming
him without permission.
Story
Excerpt
“Wow,” he slurred, barely able to
speak. “I’ve never…” Kevin stopped and shook his head. He couldn’t seem to find
the right words.
“Me either.” Stephen chuckled. “I
mean…I have, but never like that.”
Kevin moved, cuddling his back
against Stephen’s chest. He closed his eyes, enjoying the silence. It wouldn’t
take much for him to fall asleep. This time he wasn’t afraid of dreaming.
Whatever appeared inside his head, he’d wake up in Stephen’s arm and in their
bed.
“Do you think you could be happy
here with me?” Stephen asked quietly. He didn’t give Kevin a chance to answer.
Instead he continued, “I know your home wasn’t a happy one, not like what you
deserved, but I’d really like to make this a happy home for you. If you’d let
me, I’ll make you happy.”
“I’m happy with you. I haven’t
felt this way in a long time. It doesn’t matter where I live, as long as we’re
together. Sam and Conner are both mated now. I know they’ll be staying here in
New Orleans with the pack. I was planning on staying here, before we met. There
isn’t a home to go back to,” Kevin
told him honestly.
Conner, Liam, and Kevin never
planned on returning to where the tiger streak lived. He didn’t really care
what happened to those people. They were weak and allowed his father to abuse
his own children. They were dead to him. The only people that mattered were his
ones that loved him—his brother and now, his mate.
Kevin yawned and turned his head,
searching for Stephen’s lips. His mate grinned and quickly captured his mouth
in a quick kiss.
“Let me get something to clean us
up and then we can take a nap.” Stephen placed one more kiss on his lips before
easing away from Kevin.
Stephen climbed off the bed and
Kevin rolled over, watching his naked ass as he walked into the bathroom. The
man was so sexy. He watched the muscles flex as he moved out of sight. The sink
water splashed on and Kevin closed his eyes, listening as Stephen moved around.
Darkness surrounded him and Kevin smiled.
When something warm and wet
touched him, Kevin jumped, his eyes flying open. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle
you,” Stephen said. He held up the cloth. “Can I wipe you down and clean you up
a bit?”
“Sure.” Kevin rolled to his back
and Stephen starting wiping him down.
Stephen seemed lost in what he was doing as he
gently moved the cotton material down Kevin’s stomach, abs, groin, and finally
his ass. Kevin let out a moan when the warm, wet cloth touched his balls. His
cock started perking up once more, liking the attention.