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His Imperfect Mate ( Return of the Originals #3) by: Aeryn Jaden
reviewed by: Becky
All the Originals, beings that created all the supernaturals, have vanished a long time ago.
Or did they now? Killa is one of them and he doesn't feel dead at all. Though that could happen any day now. He is hunted by one of his brothers and has nowhere to go. Unless he happens to find some of his old friends… He finds more than he bargains for.
Keen had barely survived his family's torture and his spirit is almost broken. Finding his mate lying wounded in the bed next to him is a dream come true. Until it transforms into a nightmare. The small wolf has enough experience with those to last him several lifetimes.
Will Keen get his perfect ending or is his mate as imperfect as his life had been until now? Did he want Killa any other way than how he is? After all, they seem to be perfectly imperfect for each other.
One of my favorite things is when an author writes a series that is easy to follow and can be read alone or with its 'mates' (sorry had to do it), such is the case with this series, though as soon as I read this one, I had to get the other two! I love this authors style, you are gonna enjoy this one as much as I did! I love the lesson these two learn, don't judge a person before you really get to know them, because they may be just what you needed! Thanks Aeryn, for a wonderful read with an 'original' concept!
HERE IS THE 'ADULT EXCERPT'! WOO HOO! :)
Keen whimpered, fucking whimpered, when Killa slowly but ruthlessly separated their bodies. No! He didn’t want to think, he wanted…Oh. Oh! The calloused, rough hand quickly got rid of his pyjama pants and caught his stiff member in a relentless grip, making his panic and nervousness scatter. Killa held him just right, firm and tight, almost overly so, with the rough, dry patches on that tanned hand massaging exactly the right places and making Keen want to tear up in pleasure like his cock was currently doing. Killa continued to torture him for a couple of minutes, merciless not giving him a respite or letting him get even a slight measure of his control back. Keen wanted to give back, to make his mate as crazy in lust as he was. He didn’t much like feeling this vulnerable and powerless, it was a sensation he was much too accustomed to. But Killa continued the sweet torture with sharp twists on the shining wet tip of his cock, his other hand trailing down his flexing abdomen to his tight balls and his untouched taint. That talented mouth was doing something to his neck, pulling slightly on the sensitive skin under his ear, pulls he could feel like they were actual sucks on his dick.
This was getting out of hand to fast for Keen, and his head was spinning with all that was happening. His labored breath came in short gasps, part arousal and part panic. Killa didn’t mind him, and Keen was glad his mate didn’t notice what a pussy he was exactly in the moment of their mating. He wanted this. He was so lucky to be wanted, to have a mate, and one as powerful and handsome as Killa.
A hot mouth covered his cock and squeezed slightly, and he almost bolted, the pleasure too much. He was leaking and convulsing, and before he knew it, his dick was wet, a pool of pre-cum on his stomach. Keen would have thought he had come already if not for the still-hard-as-steel rod between his legs being continuously worked by a skilled tongue and tortured with the moist cavern sucking on him. So then what was wrong? Nothing, absolutely nothing. That firm internal reassurance got tested when he was turned unceremoniously on his belly, his ass pulled up and his cheeks spread wide open. The tongue pushing at his tight ring felt like nothing had before, and Keen keened and whimpered while thrashing on the white hospital sheets. Up and down, he rubbed his stiff dick on the sheet and pushed into that marvellous sensation teasing his bottom and finally his quivering hole. It was…it was so different from what he had imagined his mating would be. Hot, fiery and violent, the sensations coursing through him were giving him vertigo, and he grabbed at the sheet, trying to anchor his body and mind in the incredible reality that he was experiencing.
“That’s it, sugar. Fuck yourself on my tongue.”
The wet wiggling returned and Keen moaned, doing exactly what his mate had demanded. He was so lost in the feeling that he didn’t even blush or try to shy away in embarrassment. There was none. It was empowering to feel this free and ruled by only his basic desires. It was liberating at last.
Killa took it a step further and pushed a thick digit in, only the tip first, before sinking deep in the tight, silky heaven begging for his cock. One finger quickly became two, Killa too impatient for waiting to get what he wanted. He wanted now to feel the gorgeous man wrapped around his dick. It was impossible to prolong this sweet torture for much longer. He felt a twinge of something unfamiliar when he looked down at the debauched slim body underneath his drafting one, seeing the tremors that crossed under that creamy stretch of milky, pale skin. He shrugged after a moment. He wasn’t one to deny his urges and desires. It was not in his nature, and to do so would only agitate his inner animal spirit. The point in these meaningless types of hookups was to calm that animal energy that coursed through him.
So what was he doing here? Not waiting or getting introspective when he had his dick in his hand and pointed to a willing and ready hole, that’s what.
The first push encountered more resistance than Killa expected, and he hesitated. He grabbed the pearly cheeks and pulled them apart to better expose the winking ring that promised him dark pleasures. His cock was hard and leaking copiously, and he had a moment of regret at not telling the guy to suck his dick first. Now it was all lubed, and after all ass play was better than oral play, so Killa just shrugged again. Maybe later if he was still in the mood. The tip was bulbous and red, and Killa watched as the ring slowly stretched under the unrelenting pressure he was applying. He took one of his hands and caressed that taunt, bowing back arching away from him now.
“Easy now, you can take me. You will take me. You’ll feel me pounding deep inside your ass, stretching you further than you’ve ever been, and it’ll feel fantastic. That I promise you, satisfaction guaranteed.”
Just as he massaged a slight knot of tension on that gorgeous back, he felt his cock pop inside the first ring, and he stopped to gather his nonexistent patience.
HOW FREAKIN HOT WAS THAT! OH YEAH YOU ARE IN FOR MORE OF THAT IN THIS ONE! I KNOW YOU CAN'T WAIT SO HERE IS THE BOOKSTRAND.COM LINK, AND THE LINK TO AERYN'S AMAZON PAGE, THIS BOOK IS A BRAND NEW RELEASE YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS!
THANKS SO MUCH FOR LOOKING AT THIS BOOK WITH US, I KNOW YOU WILL ENJOY IT AS MUCH AS I DID!