Hagen, Lynn - Murphy's Madness [Brac Pack 15] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

I know about selling books?” Montana asked.
    “I don’t know, guess at the price.” How expensive could they be? “Sell them for four bucks each.”
    “If you say so.” Montana shrugged and took up post behind the counter with Oliver.
    “Your mate will kill you if Montana sells his books for that price.” Oliver chuckled.
    “Then help Montana out. Micah wouldn’t mind a break from you anyway.” Ludo ignored the flipped finger as he exited the store and walked around back. He could see where his mate had fallen. Timber wolves were superior in their tracking abilities. Locating his mate shouldn’t be a problem.
    He tracked his mate to an apartment building located by the precinct. Looking up the names on the mailboxes, he found what he was looking for. He jogged up the steps until he reached his mate’s apartment. “Murphy, open up.” Ludo banged his fist on the door.
    “How did you find me?” Murphy yelled through the door.
    “I’m not going to play ‘Let’s talk through the door’ again with you.”
    The door cracked open, one eye peering at him.
    “What’s going on?” His mate tried to shut the door, but Ludo wedged his boot in to stop the action.
    “Why would you ask me that?” Murphy squeaked as he backed away. It was obvious to Ludo that his mate wasn’t going to be forthcoming in his answer.
    “Escaping from a bathroom window gave it away,” he replied.
    “I didn’t escape. I, uh…forgot I left the oven on.” Murphy chucked his thumb over his shoulder and gave a nervous laugh.
    “So you crawled out of the bathroom window?”
    “Sure, it is an exit.” Murphy sat down on his couch, staring up at Ludo with the most innocent amber eyes. Too bad it was an act, erotic-looking as they were.
    Ludo pulled his leather off and draped it over the arm of the chair, sitting on the couch next to Murphy. “Come here.”
    “No.”
    “Don’t be shy.” Ludo slid his hand into Murphy’s, giving a slight tug to persuade his mate to scoot over.
    “Look, my soaps are on. Usually I tape them to watch when I get home, but since the chicken is hiding in his coop, I’m watching them now.”
    Ludo leaned forward, grabbed the remote, and turned the mind-numbing tube off.
    “Hey, I didn’t even program to record.” Murphy grabbed for the remote, but Ludo held it just out of his grasp. He was enjoying his mate leaning toward him to get at the remote. When Murphy pouted and sat back, Ludo wanted to pout as well.
    “Come here.” Ludo leaned over and tugged at Murphy’s hand.
    “No, every time I get around you my brain melts into a messy puddle. I need my wits about me.” Murphy tried to pry his hand free, but Ludo reached over with his other hand and wrapped it around Murphy’s waist, pulling him into that strong lap.
    Murphy’s shoulders shot up as he hissed. He looked down to see the bandage on his mate’s wrist and cursed. How could he have forgotten about that? “What happened?” His fingers were gentle and light as he turned his mate’s hand this way and that, then looked up to Murphy for an answer.
    “I sprained it playing polo.”
    Ludo could tell by the way his mate’s eyes were darting around nervously that he wasn’t telling the truth. “Liar, tell me the truth.”
    Murphy shook his head, pulling his hand free as he laid his hands in his lap and bit his bottom lip, looking vulnerable to Ludo. “I don’t even know you. Why should I volunteer any information?” he asked softly as he ran his fingers over his jeans.
    His mate was adorable when he was suspicious. His brows pulled down to make his amber eyes crinkle. Ludo ran his hand up his mate’s back and through his hair as his fingers closed around the strands, pulling his mate’s head back.
    Murphy gasped, and Ludo closed the distance, thrusting his tongue into Murphy’s mouth. The touch of his lips was a delicious sensation. His cock was throbbing and aching and pleading for some sort of release. Ludo pulled his mate down