Wednesday Writing: Little Bite of Love, Book #2 Excerpt

wedwritingcc180Hello all! So now that I'm getting close to finishing Jack's book, I'll be able to get back to working on Hunter's book. The second book will continue where the first left off, though a few months down the line to show Trip and his new pack settled into their new home.

Although Trip, Boone, and Robbie are part of the story, it's Hunter's book, so the tone will be a bit more serious and a little darker, especially with tension between their old clan and new clan growing, not to mention needing to get Ari back. There will be humor, but more drama and action. Since it's Hunter's book, we get to see how he and Ari first got together. I thought I'd share a little scene from that.


Following the scent to the dance floor, Hunter made his way through the crowd none-to-gently, when he spotted three big guys crowding a small booth scattered with a rainbow of fruity drinks. Not promising, though clearly he wasn’t the only one who had caught a whiff of that intoxicating scent. As he got closer he could hear the cheesy pick-up lines, the promise of a wild night, and a couple of crude descriptions of what one leather-daddy was gonna do to that “sweet ass” when he got his hands on it. Hunter wedged himself between Leather-daddy and some cowboy wannabe, ignoring their curses and threats. His dick strained against his jeans at the sight of the sweet little morsel with his back turned to him, making it far too easy to picture what that body would look like face to the wall with Hunter buried deep inside.

About five foot seven, feathery golden-brown hair, a tight black top clinging to sinewy muscles, a trim waist, an incredible ass encased in tight black pants, and scuffed biker boots. Damn. Usually Hunter went for guys a little closer to his height and size. He had a habit of liking it rough and didn’t like worrying whether his partner could keep up, casual fuck or not. The shirt was riding up in the back just enough to tease Hunter with what appeared to be part of a tribal style tattoo, some kind of eagle or bird with spread wings peeking out from beneath the waistband of this tasty treat.

“Nice ink,” he said, running a finger across the soft smooth skin. “Wanna see mine?”

“Hey, hands off, pal.” The fiery brunette turned around, further protest dying on plump, glossy pink lips, big brown eyes growing wide.

Shit. Hunter was pretty sure he’d only had a few shots and not enough to have him seeing things.

“What are you doing here?”

“Ari?” Hunter knew he was gawking, but he couldn’t help it. A fierce sense of protectiveness and something else he sure as hell wasn’t about to put a name to, shot through him. So much for his evening of debauchery.

He grabbed Ari’s wrist and pulled him out of the booth. “We’re leaving.”

“What?” Ari tried—and failed, to tug his arm out of Hunter’s grasp. “What the hell, Hunter? Let go.”

Leather-daddy stepped in front of them, blocking their path, and giving Hunter a once over. “I believe he asked you to leave him alone.”

“And I believe you should mind your own fucking business,” Hunter growled, his canines growing. He sniffed, the man’s scent telling Hunter he was also a shifter. A wolf. How disappointing. For a moment, he thought he might have actually found a nice challenge.

“Please.” Ari held a hand up to the larger man. “I’m fine. I know him.”

“Yeah, well maybe I don’t like him either way.”

Ari looked nervously from Hunter to Leather-daddy. “Trust me. If you don’t walk away now, they’re going to have to carry you out.”

Judging by the bark of laughter the wolf let out, Hunter would say Leather-daddy wasn’t quite convinced. Their unwanted friend sniffed the air, his grin growing wider. “Half-breed. Even better.” Leather-daddy took a step forward, while Hunter stood serenely in place eagerly awaiting the man’s first move when Ari went and opened his mouth.

“He’s a Devil Dog.”

Leather-daddy stopped in his tracks, his eyes looking like they might pop out of his skull. For a moment, his expression turned skeptical, then he met Hunter’s hard gaze, heard the low feral growl rumbling up from his chest, and nearly took out half the dance floor trying to get away. Anyone who had been within hearing distance soon followed.

With a sigh, Hunter easily made his way through the club and out the back, with Ari held tightly in his grasp. “Why’d you have to go and ruin my fun?”

“It might have been fun for you, but not for the poor guy who’d end up on a gurney.”

“Serves him right for being a dipshit,” Hunter grumbled, finally giving in on Ari’s tugging and releasing him. His black ‘65 Shelby Mustang was parked back here anyway. If Ari decided to make a run for it, Hunter could easily just scoop him up, and shove him in the car. First he needed some answers. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Ari looked at him like he was high, which he wasn’t. Hunter was a lot of things, but a hophead wasn’t one of them. “How much did you drink?”

“Are you telling me you’re gay?” A strange sensation swept through Hunter but he quickly pushed it to one side. Down, boy. Now’s not the time to be thinking with that particular part of your equipment.

“Seriously? I have to spell it out for you?”

“But… how the hell didn’t I know?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were the first person I had to notify.” Ari’s hair was tousled, his breath coming out a little quicker than before, and his tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. For all his sass, Hunter could feel how nervous the younger Husky was. Was he afraid of Hunter? He’d never given Ari any reason to be. Then again, his reputation didn’t exactly peg him as a fluffy bunny.


Hope you enjoyed that little scene.

x Charlie 

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