 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! We are back with Ezekiel Hallow in Featherweight (Hallow Brothers 6). This week’s word prompt is “black”. **Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.** Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  Dakota led him to a booth and slipped along one bench. Ezekiel took the other facing the door.
That’s when he saw it, the black painted cross hanging over the threshold. At this diner it almost blended in. A plump, blonde waitress scurried over to them, not looking up from her notepad. “What can I get you to drink?” As she looked up and saw Dakota, she squealed and continued. “Dakota, I’m so glad you’re here. What brought you back so soon?” Dakota gave her a shrug. “Just a sense I needed to be back. Minnie, let me introduce you to my friend, Zeke. Zeke, this is Minnie.” The blonde’s cheeks tinged bright pink as she held her hand out to Ezekiel. “Your friend, huh? It’s nice to meet you, Zeke.” There was a growl clear as day from the other side of the table. To egg Dakota on, Ezekiel took Minnie’s hand and turned it so he could press a kiss on her knuckles. He felt a sudden, violent bout of nausea hit him like a tidal wave. So this is what his brothers were talking about. He tried to be smooth but it failed miserably. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Minnie.” “I’ll go get a pot of coffee.” Minnie hurried away behind the counter then disappeared into the kitchen. Ezekiel swallowed back the bile in the back of his throat. “What the fuck was that?” Dakota demanded. Ezekiel shrugged. “Just trying to be polite since I’m just your friend.” “Well, don’t. She’s a nice girl. She doesn’t need to get caught up in the likes of you.” “I can’t, remember? I’m mated. Oh, yeah, to you in fact.” Dakota rolled her eyes. “What is your next move, loverboy?” Dakota smirked at her. “I graduated from ‘princess’. That’s good news. I’m going to go find the book.” “So, a suicide mission and just when I was getting to like you.” “You like me, huh?” Dakota’s eyes narrowed as she smiled. It was enough to send raging lust through Ezekiel’s core. The cold metal of his zipper pressed dangerously against his hard cock. “There are parts of you that I enjoy immensely,” she replied softly. “Huh.” Ezekiel ran his tongue along his bottom lips then swallowed hard. “Maybe we should join up and hunt for the book and Black together. I wouldn’t want you to miss out on the parts of me that you like so much.” “But then I have to deal with the parts of you that drive me crazy, too.”
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 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! We are back with Ezekiel Hallow in Featherweight (Hallow Brothers 6). This week’s word prompt is “fussy”. **Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.** Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  The early morning sun and chirping of birds pierced through Ezekiel’s groggy, sleep smothered mind. He couldn’t imagine he got much sleep. He was alright with that. He’d pull an all nighter to have sex with Dakota.
A low groan escaped his throat as a bare bottom rubbed up against him. It elicited a prompt response from his cock. The tight quarters across the bench of his truck worked in his favor. There was little room for Dakota to move that wasn’t against him. He had a feeling it was what lead to they long, passionate night. She turned enough to give him a sleepy smile. “Good morning.” He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Her mouth parted a little to accept it. “Good morning,” he replied. She arched against him. “You’re not the only one awake, I see.” He growled at her. “He’s awake and hungry.” “Me too.” Ezekiel pulled her tight against him. “Then let’s fix that.” She squiggled against his grasp. “As much as I want to, I’m actually starving. I need to eat. Let’s go find breakfast.” She pulled free of his arms then popped open the truck door. He watched, dumbfounded, as she climbed out of the truck then searched for her clothes. She pulled on each article of clothing as she found it. Watching her wander around the woods stark naked looking for her things left him in awe of her. Nothing could possibly spook her and interrupt her mission. She was a badass. She held up his jeans of the crook of her fingers. “Gonna need these?” He grinned at her. “Bring them to me.” Dakota cocked her head at him. “What? Is my big, bad werewolf afraid to wander around the woods naked?” “Your werewolf, huh?” “Come get your pants.” “Dakota, I live in the forest and you wouldn’t catch me dead wandering around outside naked.” “You have no adventure.” “You got me.” Her smile grew bigger and more devious. “If you crawl out of that truck and come to me, I’ll make it worth it to you.” Ezekiel raised an eyebrow. She peaked his curiosity. “Really?” “Really.” He shrugged then scooted across the seat. He stopped short of the door. For all he knew there was someone out there about to see him in all his bare ass glory. It was enough to make him scuttle back an inch or two. “I’m waiting,” she reminded in a sing song voice. He growled at the challenge. Launching himself from the truck, he stalked across the clearing to her.  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! We are back with Ezekiel Hallow in Featherweight (Hallow Brothers 6). This week’s word prompt is “fussy”. **Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.** Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  The dark silhouettes of the tree line nearly blocked the taillights of Dakota’s bike from Ezekiel’s sight. The place was starting to remind him of home. Ahead, he could see the ripple of water reflected in the moonlight.
Night had already fallen before they got back to the campground to get Dakota’s motorcycle. The ranger looked a little annoyed when Ezekiel told him he was leaving. Granted, the guy might have been asleep but Ezekiel wasn’t about to wait. Dakota had someplace to be and Ezekiel wasn’t about to let her go alone. There were dangerous things looking for blood. That and the mating urge was so strong it was starting to scramble his mind. They stopped at a bar long enough for a beer and a greasy burger each before driving to this lake. Ezekiel didn’t miss the black and red cross behind the bar above the multicolored glass bottles. Then they hit the road to the middle of nowhere to sleep. It wasn’t creepy or anything. Okay, maybe this was freaking him out a little. Not enough to make him change his mind, but it was spooking him nonetheless. She stopped next to the water’s edge then the lights went dark. Ezekiel pulled up beside her and shut off the motor. She was leaning against her bike as he climbed out. “I offered to get a hotel room.” Ezekiel sauntered towards her. “You keep spending your money on motels, you’ll be broke in no time,” she chided. She motioned to the trees around them. “Will this do for you?” Ezekiel grinned as he pulled her into his arms. “I’m not fussy.” His lips caught hers as he held her tighter, feeling her melt in his arms. His whole body flared hot at her touch. Finally the mating thing worked for him. She pulled away and smiled. “Before you get excited, you might want to get to work on the air mattress in the saddlebag of my bike.” “You carry a saddlebag with an air mattress in it?” “You’d be surprised what you’d find in it. I live on my bike.” “We could sleep on the ground.” “In the mud?” “Or,” he pulled her into another kiss. She parted her lips to deepen it. The air mattress was going to have to wait. He didn’t have the patience for it at the moment. There was plenty of room in the front of his truck for two. All he wanted was her naked. |
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