A Wingspan Short Story
by
Anthony ‘Grunge’ Hartmann always wanted a mate, he just never thought his mate would call the cops on him.
Cooper Mahran doesn’t make the same mistake twice, and for that reason, he’s learned to be suspicious of everyone, not trusting them until they’ve earned it. After all, he judged someone wrong before, and he got hurt because of it. Grunge has a lot to prove as far as Cooper’s concerned and he has no problems letting him know just how to do that.
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Tropes: Fated Mates / Soul Mates
Word Count: 12,577
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
The most beautiful man he had ever seen in his entire life stood there, staring expectantly at the door. His hair was cut short in the back and was longer on top, although he slicked it back from his face in an artfully messy way. He also had a beard that looked soft. The man had wide shoulders and a slim waist that had Cooper fantasizing about wrapping his arms around him.
Sex stood on his doorstep. That was the only real way to put it. The fact became even more apparent when Cooper’s dick got hard in his pants. He adjusted himself and then willed the man to turn around so he could get a good look at his ass.
It never happened.
READ MOREInstead, the man turned towards him as if he heard Cooper make a noise or something. Cooper never moved other than to adjust his cock, though. Not even a shifter who had excellent hearing could have heard that.
Chances were high the man on his stoop was some species of shifter, considering Wingspan was a dragon shifter town and everyone who knew about shifters knew it.
It had to be instincts that had the man turning in his direction.
Cooper quickly shut the curtains when their eyes met. He sucked in a breath and fought the urge to go to the front door and let the man inside. He wanted to, but Cooper had learned the hard way not to trust anyone until they had earned it.
Cooper heard the pounding on the door again. The stranger hit the wood with his knuckles harder the second time around. His persistence scared the crap out of Cooper, so much so that he walked back into the kitchen and picked up his cell phone off the table almost on autopilot.
He dialed the number of the local sheriff from memory.
COLLAPSE
