Chapter One
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Anthony
Carrow muttered to his friend as he looked around the club.
It only took him two seconds to think about walking back
out, but it took Steven weeks to get a membership to the
club and he wasn't going to ruin it for his friend on his first
visit.
No matter how much he wanted to.
Anthony felt conspicuous in his leather pants
without a shirt, exposing both a pierced left nipple and the
brilliant memorial tattoo on his back. It made him feel more
naked than he was used to in public. The feeling gradually
faded as he realized less people were looking at him than at
the young man walking past him with a leash attached to
the harness around his cock; a leash clasped in the firm grip
of a slim man with silvery hair and a designer suit walking
with the smooth grace of werekin.
In reality, with his magical disguise he drew less
attention than the dozens of men standing around like they
were waiting to take part in the Mr Beautiful pageant.
This is all a horrible mistake. The thought whipped
through Anthony's mind in a dizzying fury, setting his
nerves strumming so loudly he was surprised the noise
didn't echo off the ceiling of the crowded bar.
Panicked, he turned to flee.
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A strong grip clamped onto his shoulder holding
him in place.
"No escaping. You promised you'd come with me
and we both know you need to get out more," said Steven,
Anthony's best friend. He watched the provocative pair
with the cock leash pass with interested eyes. "You've
barely dated since Drew died." He flashed Anthony a
sympathetic smile. "You know he'd want you to move on,
and although I appreciate your new look, I don't think you
did it for me."
He stifled his laughter at Steven's rueful expression.
Even though he agreed to accompany his friend to the club,
he'd cast a strong suppression spell on his appearance so he
wouldn't stand out in the crowd. Anthony didn't need a
stampede in his direction on his first night out. Easing into
the dating scene gently was the only way he could even
think about dating again.
Looking at the clientele he had doubts he was going
to find a nice, quiet man to dominate him. He missed his
Drew, the strong master who'd been his lover until a heart
attack killed him at the age of fifty. Anthony was
brokenhearted at the death of his lover, knowing if he'd
been home he might have been able to save the other man.
Magic did nothing if you weren't there in time to use it.
Instead he got home to find his lover dead on their living
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room floor. An event in his life he knew would stay with
him for hundreds of years. Despite what they said about
'time heals all wounds', he knew some things never healed.
The spell he'd cast before coming to the club dulled
his gleaming golden hair to a dirty blond and subdued his
natural glowing skin to a light bronze. Features heart-
stoppingly fine roughened under the weight of magic,
changing his normally beautiful features into a pleasing but
not memorable face. Everything else he left as nature made
it, figuring there would be a lot of fit bodies in the crowd.
He worked out every day to keep in shape. Immortality
didn't mean a perfect body forever. Due to his spells he was
now attractive enough to get a man but not gorgeous
enough to overshadow his handsome friend.
However, as much as he wanted to find another
person to share his life with, even the thought of dating sent
pain ripping through Anthony's chest. Shifters as a group
were fit, and as his eyes roamed over the room filled with
hot flesh and eager partners all he could think of was that
none of them were Drew. Images of his dead lover flashed
before his eyes like a moving picture, peeling back his
careful indifference to expose a loss so deep it threatened to
drown him. Taking a deep breath, Anthony steadied his
pulse and forced a reassuring
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Anthony
Carrow muttered to his friend as he looked around the club.
It only took him two seconds to think about walking back
out, but it took Steven weeks to get a membership to the
club and he wasn't going to ruin it for his friend on his first
visit.
No matter how much he wanted to.
Anthony felt conspicuous in his leather pants
without a shirt, exposing both a pierced left nipple and the
brilliant memorial tattoo on his back. It made him feel more
naked than he was used to in public. The feeling gradually
faded as he realized less people were looking at him than at
the young man walking past him with a leash attached to
the harness around his cock; a leash clasped in the firm grip
of a slim man with silvery hair and a designer suit walking
with the smooth grace of werekin.
In reality, with his magical disguise he drew less
attention than the dozens of men standing around like they
were waiting to take part in the Mr Beautiful pageant.
This is all a horrible mistake. The thought whipped
through Anthony's mind in a dizzying fury, setting his
nerves strumming so loudly he was surprised the noise
didn't echo off the ceiling of the crowded bar.
Panicked, he turned to flee.
5
Attracting Anthony/Amber Kell
A strong grip clamped onto his shoulder holding
him in place.
"No escaping. You promised you'd come with me
and we both know you need to get out more," said Steven,
Anthony's best friend. He watched the provocative pair
with the cock leash pass with interested eyes. "You've
barely dated since Drew died." He flashed Anthony a
sympathetic smile. "You know he'd want you to move on,
and although I appreciate your new look, I don't think you
did it for me."
He stifled his laughter at Steven's rueful expression.
Even though he agreed to accompany his friend to the club,
he'd cast a strong suppression spell on his appearance so he
wouldn't stand out in the crowd. Anthony didn't need a
stampede in his direction on his first night out. Easing into
the dating scene gently was the only way he could even
think about dating again.
Looking at the clientele he had doubts he was going
to find a nice, quiet man to dominate him. He missed his
Drew, the strong master who'd been his lover until a heart
attack killed him at the age of fifty. Anthony was
brokenhearted at the death of his lover, knowing if he'd
been home he might have been able to save the other man.
Magic did nothing if you weren't there in time to use it.
Instead he got home to find his lover dead on their living
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Attracting Anthony/Amber Kell
room floor. An event in his life he knew would stay with
him for hundreds of years. Despite what they said about
'time heals all wounds', he knew some things never healed.
The spell he'd cast before coming to the club dulled
his gleaming golden hair to a dirty blond and subdued his
natural glowing skin to a light bronze. Features heart-
stoppingly fine roughened under the weight of magic,
changing his normally beautiful features into a pleasing but
not memorable face. Everything else he left as nature made
it, figuring there would be a lot of fit bodies in the crowd.
He worked out every day to keep in shape. Immortality
didn't mean a perfect body forever. Due to his spells he was
now attractive enough to get a man but not gorgeous
enough to overshadow his handsome friend.
However, as much as he wanted to find another
person to share his life with, even the thought of dating sent
pain ripping through Anthony's chest. Shifters as a group
were fit, and as his eyes roamed over the room filled with
hot flesh and eager partners all he could think of was that
none of them were Drew. Images of his dead lover flashed
before his eyes like a moving picture, peeling back his
careful indifference to expose a loss so deep it threatened to
drown him. Taking a deep breath, Anthony steadied his
pulse and forced a reassuring
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