Liam by Toni Griffin (english novels to improve english TXT) 📗

this man be the source of the incredible aroma? He had no control over the state he currently found his own body in, an almost unconscious reaction to the alluring scent he had been following. The wonderful smell permeated the air, causing Declan's body to positively hum with want and arousal. He had an idea what it meant, or what would happen when the door opened.

The man in the kitchen was a complete stranger.

Declan knew absolutely nothing about him. Hell, he didn't even know if someone else he'd yet to see would soon be joining them. Would the man be homophobic and turn abusive at the first site of Declan's condition. He sure hoped not. The guy didn't look like the type to use his fists against those that were smaller than him, but Declan didn't really know. Would the sexy stud be gay or straight? God, Declan really hoped for gay, even though the odds were slim. Whatever happened, it would have to be one of the most awkward first meetings of Declan's life.

Liam made his way slowly to the back door, never once taking his eyes from the man standing outside his window. Flicking the switch to operate the lights on the back patio, Liam opened the door. Stepping outside, he inhaled sharply with surprise when he found the man completely naked, his arms wrapped around his waist from the cold. It didn't escape his notice however, how gorgeous the other man looked.

Declan blinked rapidly when the lights suddenly shone down on him. He never would have thought he would be introducing himself to a complete stranger while standing outside his back door completely naked, aroused, and freezing.

Declan took a step back when the man exited his home and joined him on the back porch. He sucked in a harsh breath at the stabbing pins and needles when his legs protested the move. Declan stood in silence, not sure what to say. He met the stranger's gaze and felt a jolt arc through his body, making its way directly to his cock which bobbed happily despite the cold.

The man in front of him seemed to collapse a little before he caught himself.

A gentle breeze brought the scent of earth and man with a hint of something sweet. Liam eyes widened when he realised he'd smelt that particular scent earlier. His cock stood up and took notice immediately. Liam's gums ached when his canines threatened to descend. As soon as his eyes made contact with the stranger's he noticed the mate thread, bright and golden reaching out to him, wanting to join with his own.

Liam staggered and reached out for the door frame to help him stay upright when the meaning of what had just happened registered in his brain.

He had finally met his mate.

CHAPTER 3

A broad grin spread across the man's face as he straightened to his full height. "Please, come in, you must be freezing. It's got to be close to ten degrees out here."

His deep, rich voice slid over Declan's skin like warm melted chocolate, even if it did waver slightly. That surprised Declan. Why would this man be nervous?

He watched as the blond god opened the door wider and stood to the side, allowing Declan entrance into his house. Declan usually didn't enter strangers' houses naked, but after what he had been through over the last twenty-four hours he'd take a chance. Plus, anyone who smelled that good couldn't be a bad person. Right? Declan tried to convince himself as he slowly walked forward.

His muscles protested their use but he took it slow.

As he got closer to the man, the scent that had been tormenting him all day became so strong. Declan wanted to surround his body in it and roll around on the floor until completely covered. His cock throbbed again and not until he had taken his first steps into the house did his cold-addled brain finally catch up with his body and he realised exactly what it all meant.

He turned around sharply, gasping, and stared at the other man. His mate. The incredibly appealing man still standing in the back doorway was his mate.

Liam's head reeled. He never thought the day would come, especially not on a cold night in his backyard. He wondered what had caused his mate to turn up at his house naked as the day he had been born. Liam figured something happened and he'd been forced to shift. The one downside to changing form? Complete nakedness before and after shifting. Better, however, than leaving a large pile of rags as the realigning of limbs tended to rip clothing seams.

Stripping down saved getting caught up in the remnants.

Realising he'd been standing in the doorway gazing at the other man for far too long, Liam shook his head to get his brain back into working order.

Closing the door, he moved past the man. "Would you like a shower? I think the warmth will do you some good." Liam hadn't gotten around to starting a fire in his little potbelly stove yet, now he wished he had.

As soon as he saw to his mate he would get right on it. The man had started to turn a bluish purple in places.

Being out in the weather naked hadn't been good for him.

Declan blushed and another shiver racked his body.

"Thank you. That would be great."

Liam's heart skipped a beat at the first sound of his mate's voice. The light, almost musical sound made him think of warm honey.

"I'm Liam Anderson, by the way, and this is my home." He really wanted to know his mate's name and thought if he introduced himself it might entice the man to follow suit.

"Declan Morgan," his mate said with a slight smile.

"Declan. Morgan." Liam would be happy to stand there and repeat that name all day.

He would never tire of saying or hearing Declan's