Glenn, Stormy - Love Sexy [True Blood Mate 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Read Free

man ran from sight before looking down at Love.
    Love’s deep blue eyes were wide, making them look enormous against his face. His entire body trembled. His hands gripped Logan’s arm with white fingers. Logan could smell the fear and anger rolling off of Love in great waves, but the man continued to glare after his assailant.
    “You’re safe now, Love,” Logan said as softly as his rough whiskey voice would allow. Logan nearly fell over in shock when Love pushed away from him only to glare up, his eyes shooting flames.
    “I didn’t need your help,” Love said as he repositioned the fake wolf ears on top of his head. “I could have gotten away from dick head just fine on my own.”
    “Dick head?” Logan asked. One dark eyebrow shot up and a small smirk moved across his lips. He couldn’t help but chuckle when Love rolled his eyes. The man was simply intriguing.

Chapter 2

    “Yes, dick head. His name is Mick Red. You know, Mick Red...Dick Head...pretty much the same thing. Besides, I had to call him something.” Love stroked his hands over the broad chest in front of him and gazed up at the tall, muscular man. “So, what should I call you? Delicious comes immediately to mind.”
    Love watched the stunned expression on the man in front of him with amusement. He would bet his mother’s purple poodle that no one had ever talked to the powerful man in such a manner. And yes, the damn poodle was purple. Love’s mother had a sense of humor and a dye kit.
    He knew the man standing in front of him was strong, powerful, and dominant. Love could feel it in the tingling of his skin. He could see it in every tight muscle, every thick limb. Love wondered just how powerful the large man was.
    Love hoped that the sexy man was top material. He loved strong, possessive tops. While they were very high maintenance, they were also very domineering. Love liked feeling that he belonged to someone, and it had been a long time since he’d felt that way.
    “Delicious sounds pretty good, but can you back up what comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours?” Logan asked. His arms wrapped around Love’s waist and pulled him tight up against his body.
    Oh yes, the big man wanted to play. Love allowed softer lines to take over his body as he leaned into the man. He could feel the heat of arousal roll off him. It warmed Love like nothing ever had.
    “I would never say anything I couldn’t back up, sexy,” Love purred. He laid his hand on the man’s wide chest, groaning softly at the hard muscles he felt through the black cotton shirt he wore.
    “Logan.”
    “Huh?” Love said as he glanced up into the deepest golden eyes he ever encountered. They were pure amber in color, mesmerizing. Love could drown in their deep shimmering depths.
    “My name is Logan,” the man said. “Logan Stone .”
    Love laughed. “I prefer sexy.”
    Love heard a small growl come from Logan as he leaned down and inhaled the scent at Love’s neck. Logan’s breath blew against Love’s neck then rubbed his head against him. Love giggled and dipped his head. “That tickles.”
    “Does it? Are you ticklish anywhere else?”
    Love tipped his head back and sent Logan his sexiest lust filled look. “I wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.” Love giggled again when Logan’s golden eyes darkened and he growled low in his throat. “So, tell me,” Love drawled, “what’s a big, bad, sexy toppy man like you doing at a party like this?”
    “Hunting.” Logan grinned. “What else?”
    Love chuckled. “I think you found what you’re hunting for.”
    He watched, fascinated, as one dark eyebrow on Logan’s face shot up. “Are you sure of that?”
    “Positive.”
    “It could be just a simple adrenaline rush,” Logan countered, grinning widely. “We did just go through a dangerous situation.”
    “Pheromones and all that?” Love asked. “In that case, you shouldn’t mind if I go home with someone else, should you?”
    Love pushed himself away