I’ll Follow You by Morgan Campbell
Genre: Romantic Suspense/LGBTQ+
Cover Designer: Wilde Designs
Release Date: December 6, 2017
Love isn’t in Melanie Walker’s vocabulary. After leaving home seven years ago, she never imagined the solace she’d find in the arms of Slade Donovan, least of all, Nick Callaghan. All it takes is one phone call to send her running right into their arms. But those three little words are spoken, and Melanie finds herself headed back to a past she ran from.
It was love at first sight when Slade first met Melanie. Two broken souls finding peace in each other, but neither complete until fate sent Nick into their lives. As Melanie flees from their love, Slade’s own ghosts resurface and threaten to destroy everything he holds dear.
It’s hard watching the two loves of your life struggling with their demons. All Nick can do is be there for them. The strength that binds them together. But when he follows Melanie to Starlight Falls and gets caught up in her past, it’s up to Slade to save them.
Learning to love doesn’t come easily, but fighting for it does. For them, their three hearts beat as one.
Nick takes the tray from me and sets it on the dresser while Melanie walks behind me. She stands on her tip toes and kisses the exposed area of my neck, just behind my left jaw line. At the same time, she grabs the hem of my long-sleeved shirt, ripping it off me while Nick shuffles to my right. Two sets of mouths, flicking their tongues, nipping at my flesh, making my dick throb for one of their warm mouths.
“Wait, guys. This isn’t –”
“Shh, Slade. Let me and Nick love you. Let us show you just how much we’ve missed you, how much we need you, and how much you need us.”
I groan, again, as they lead me to the bed. It’s not supposed to play out like this. Nick and I are supposed to be seducing Melanie, not the other way around. But I can see the need in their eyes, the urgency, that this is what they want, and fuck, I’d give them the world if they asked for it.
In no time, all three of us are stripped of our clothes, and hands and mouths cover every inch of my body. I want to touch them, to taste them, but I selfishly relish in the fact that it’s me their tongues and fingertips are worshiping.
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