Inked 2: Cactus Juice by Kate Hill

Inked 2: Cactus Juice

by Kate Hill Cover art: Angela Knight

ISBN: 978-1-60521-484-9

Genre(s): Paranormal

Theme(s): Ménage, Shapeshifters, Gay and Lesbian

Series: Inked

Length: Novella

Page Count: 54

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Blurb: 
Stranded on a desert road, Adrian meets a sexy biker who offers him a ride in more ways than one.
On his way to a yearly ritual, Eric didn't expect to find a handsome stranger lost in the Mojave. A night of fantastic sex turns to love, but Eric has a supernatural secret and despite his magical trip to the desert, Adrian refuses to believe in the paranormal.
By the law of the desert spirits, a man who shares his seed with anyone but the brotherhood or his one true love forfeits his extended life. Will Eric's love end his supernatural existence, or will Adrian join him as his eternal mate?

Excerpt:
Inked 2: Cactus Juice
Kate Hill
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Copyright ©2011 Kate Hill

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The rain-soaked man stood in the doorway of the garage and said the last words Adrian wanted to hear at that moment: "My car broke down about a block away. Think you can take a look at it?"
Adrian had been finishing a brake job on old Miss Simon's jalopy and wanted nothing more than to get out of here for the night. Tomorrow began a weekend he wasn't looking forward to. He knew the garage would be in good hands -- he trusted his employee, Steve -- but he rarely left his business, even for the pleasure of a vacation. This weekend sure wasn't for enjoyment.
He didn't relish the thought of seeing his family again and these circumstances certainly didn't make his homecoming any more pleasant.
"I was about to close," Adrian said.
"At this time of night I didn't think I'd find anyone nearby who could help. If you can't tow my car, can I use your phone to call for road service?"
Grabbing a rag lying on top of his tool box, Adrian studied the man carefully. He was around Adrian's height of six-feet-one-and-a-half-inches and had a powerful build visible beneath his rain-soaked black T-shirt. Tattoos covered his bald head and neck as well as his thick forearms. Though not the sort of man Adrian generally went for, he was attractive in an exotic way.
"It's okay. I'll tow you in and take a look at the car," Adrian said, wiping his hands on the rag then tossing it aside. "My truck is out back. I'll pull it around."
The guy nodded and Adrian tugged his keys from his back pocket and headed outside.
Moments later, Adrian drove his tow truck down the dark suburban street, his tattooed guest in the passenger seat.
"I'm Adrian."
"Damon. I appreciate the help."
"No problem," Adrian said and asked Damon about his car's year, make and model. Hopefully the repairs wouldn't take long or need special order parts, otherwise Steve would have to take care of it tomorrow.
A short time later, they returned to the garage and Adrian inspected under the hood. Damon joined him, placing a hand on the metal. Adrian couldn't help looking at the man's tats. One in particular caught his eye. It was a full color beauty of a bike standing on the roadside in the desert. Several tall cacti stood in the background.
Man, it was strange. Adrian could no longer feel the dampness of the rainy night. Instead the heat and dryness of the desert burned his skin. An outdoorsy scent replaced the smell of grease, gasoline and rubber tires.
A wave of blackness overcame Adrian and he nearly panicked -- something that rarely happened to this former soldier.
"Whoa," he murmured, stumbling and reaching for the car to steady himself, but he felt only empty space around him.
He opened his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.
"No way. This isn't happening," he said, glancing around at the endless stretch of road extending through a vast desert.
This couldn't be real. He must have blacked out -- had a heart attack or something, though he wondered how, considering he was only thirty-six years old and in excellent physical condition. He might be honorably discharged, but he still never missed his daily PT.
The last thing he remembered was checking Damon's engine and admiring the man's tat. One minute he was in his garage and the next --
The sound of an engine roaring in the distance broke his thoughts. Squinting toward the motorcycle racing toward him, he experienced an indescribable sensation. The tattoo had been of a bike in the desert. This was too strange.
Had the tattoo inspired this vision? Yet it didn't feel like a vision, or at least how he imagined one would feel. This situation seemed perfectly real, from the scorching heat to the rumble of the engine to the hardness of the road beneath his booted feet.
By now the bike was near enough for Adrian to see the rider. He looked young, maybe twenty-five. His features would have been boy-next-door adorable, if not for the dark, scruffy beard and the intense look in his wide-set blue eyes. His unbuttoned plaid shirt exposed his smooth, well-muscled chest and sexy six-pack. The rolled-up sleeves revealed sinewy forearms lightly dusted with dark hair. Long, denim-clad legs rested against the sides of the bike, then straightened almost completely as he stopped a short distance from Adrian.
"Hey," the guy said in a deep, pleasant voice. Those gorgeous blue eyes swept Adrian from head to toe. "You okay? Do you need some help?"
Adrian wasn't sure. He felt fine, but his split-second journey from the garage to the desert made him question his health, both mental and physical.
"Are you broken down somewhere? I don't see a car or anything," continued the handsome young man. Fuck, Adrian hadn't seen lips that kissable since... Never. He'd had his share of lovers, but no one had ever turned him on quite like this...
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