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When the world is on the line, will love be enough to save them all?
Farren Azar came to college to get his degree. However, he knew he couldn’t let anyone know about his djinn blood. The djinn had been exiled to a different plane, and if his heritage was discovered, he could be banished too. When a djinn and a fire god become involved in his life, he has to figure how to handle two powerful entities without losing himself.
Dan Stewartson knew Farren was the one. A glance between them had him hooked. When strange fires begin popping up around campus and fingers are pointed at Farren, Dan refuses to believe his lover could be responsible. Will he be able to save Farren’s reputation, or will secrets come between them and wreck their budding romance?
“Touch me!” Farren Azar growled at his lover.
Dan Stewartson flipped back his brown hair where it had fallen across his brow. His blue eyes glowed with lust and appreciation. “Now, babe, there’s no hurry. We have plenty of time.”
“Trust me—you are running out of time. If you don’t do something soon, I will take over.”
Dan nipped at his neck. Pleasure poured through Farren. His toes curled and his breath stuttered. His body struggled between the pain of too much sensation and the greedy urge to get more. Oh fuck! He’d never had anyone explore his erogenous zones until he’d met Dan. His lover damn well owned the map to them.
Dan slid his face across Farren’s neck, and the rough hairs on his cheek sent shivers rippling across Farren’s skin.
“Soon,” Dan promised. “Very soon. Hang in there, a little more.”
“Now!” Heat flushed through Farren’s body. He clenched his fists and pushed the fire back, deep inside where it couldn’t escape.
I can’t lose control!
He took long, slow breaths and mentally shoved his magic in a box and locked it with triple industrial locks. If he burned Dan, he’d never forgive himself. It had been too long since he’d purged his magic. He should’ve cleared out his system before going to bed with Dan, but he couldn’t resist Dan’s smile or anything else about him.
Dan grabbed Farren’s wrists and pinned them over his head. Farren sighed with relief. Dan’s brief show of dominance couldn’t have come at a better time. With his wrists pinned, Farren couldn’t burn Dan with his fingers.
“You like it when I take control?” Dan asked.
“Sometimes.” Especially when Farren was seconds from losing the tight leash he had on his magic.
Dan kissed Farren, nipping his bottom lip when he finished. “One day I’m going to tie you up and have my wicked way with you.”
Farren’s heart skipped a beat at that promise—more because the words indicated they would be doing this again than because he cared to be tied up. “We’ll see. Maybe I’ll tie you up instead.”
The image in his head of Dan spread out and bound in place for Farren’s pleasure almost had him coming from the thought alone.
“I might just let you.” Dan bit Farren’s right nipple.
“You are a toothy guy aren’t you?” Farren teased.
“Maybe I’ve been hanging around wolves for too long.” Dan’s sexy mouth tilted up at the corner.
Farren figured Dan had probably been having too much sex with werekin. He quickly blanked that thought before jealousy spiked his magic. This was going to be the first time they went all the way and Farren didn’t want to ruin it by setting the bed on fire. “I’d prefer if you keep them out of your bedroom.”
If he were dressed, and not lying beneath Dan with their erections rubbing together, he might have been able to pull off nonchalance. By the change in Dan’s expression, he knew he’d failed.
“I’m not seeing anyone but you,” Dan promised. He kissed Farren, a silent vow that he eagerly accepted.
“Good,” he said once Dan had finished kissing him stupid. “Me either.”
“Excellent.” Dan released Farren’s hands to grab his hips. He slithered down to lap at Farren’s cock.
Farren groaned. “Inside me, now!”
He’d never been happier that his roommate tended to spend the night elsewhere. Truth be told, Maddox was a complete slut. In the three months since they’d roomed together, Farren could count on one hand how many times Maddox had actually slept in his bed.
The perfect roommate—or he would be if he weren’t so intent on getting into Dan’s pants. Although Dan hadn’t said anything, Farren wasn’t an idiot. He saw how Maddox watched Dan. From the glares Dan sent Maddox, Farren had no doubt his roommate had hit on his man and that Dan had shot him down.
“You want to face me or roll over?” Dan asked.
Nerves jangling, Farren thought over his choices. He didn’t know how his magic would respond to Dan penetrating him. “I’ll roll over.” Farren worried that his eyes might change color or his hands turn too hot. He’d had enough experience in the past to know he didn’t always look human when he came. Farren planned to hide his true nature from Dan until at least their five-year anniversary.