Long and Short Reviews welcomes Kris T. Bethke who is celebrating the recent release of Lost Souls Found.
Hi there! I’m Kris T. Bethke, and I’m here today to bring you an exclusive excerpt from my newest release, Lost Souls Found. Though it’s the second one in the series, it can definitely be read as a standalone. I hope you get a chance to check it out!
Excerpt:
The moment stretched between them. And then suddenly the energy changed, became electric instead of tense. Michael listed forward. Sam did too. And then they both froze. Sam blinked. Michael dropped his gaze to Sam’s mouth, and Sam’s tongue snaked out to wet his lower lip.
Michael broke and surged forward to chase that tongue. He pressed his mouth against Sam’s, and the instant their lips touched, Sam became pliant. Scorching heat raced between them. Michael changed his grip to hold instead of restrain, and Sam pushed closer. Michael wanted that too. He hauled Sam in until they held each other as tightly as humanly possible.
With a groan Michael tested the seam of Sam’s lips with his tongue. Sam immediately opened and let Michael in. So he explored, changed the angle, and dove in again. He couldn’t get enough of Sam’s taste. Lips, teeth, and tongue clashed over and over as they both fought for control.
And then Sam gave up, melted against Michael, and let him take over. Michael slowed the kiss, though it was just as intense. He took his time to learn Sam’s mouth and which angles worked best. And he breathed hard through his nose and took in Sam’s scent—something citrusy, fresh, and clean. Michael pushed harder and turned so he could press Sam against the desk and get better leverage.
Sam skated his hands up Michael’s shoulders and neck and into his hair. He gripped tightly and held on to the short strands. Michael gave a low, desperate moan, fitted himself between Sam’s parted thighs, pressed his hard dick against Sam’s, and made sure Sam could feel it all—that he could feel all of Sam.
Wrenching his mouth away, Sam sucked in a harsh breath. But Michael continued his exploration of Sam’s skin. He nosed across his jaw, latched on to the corded muscles of his neck so he could kiss and bite gently. He laved the spot he’d bitten, and smiled at Sam’s shiver.
“Michael,” Sam moaned.
Michael froze with his lips pressed against Sam’s Adam’s apple.
What the hell was he doing? He shouldn’t be kissing Sam—not now, not ever. He had to keep distance between them, keep things professional. They couldn’t get involved with one another.
He’d been fighting it for ten years.
Slowly and with the utmost care, Michael pulled back. He made sure Sam was steady and then took a giant step back and put more than a foot between them. Sam gave a tiny whine, and Michael wanted to pull him back into his arms to soothe him.
But he couldn’t.
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“Michael?” Sam’s voice was filled with concern, and a little bit of hurt. Michael shook his head.
“We can’t do this.”
Sam’s expression crumbled, and the hurt was right there for Michael to see. The despair poured off him in waves, and Michael couldn’t help but feel it. That kiss had torn down his walls, and all he could feel was Sam’s confusion—his hurt. It almost made his knees buckle.
“You kissed me.”
“I know.” Michael tried to get himself under control. “I know. But we can’t. You know we can’t.”
For a minute Sam didn’t move. But that ache in Michael’s chest got stronger, more painful. It was Sam’s emotions, and it literally felt like his heart was breaking and a black hole was replacing it. Michael found it hard to breathe… and he felt it all secondhand. It had to be a thousand times worse for Sam. Michael lifted a hand before he could stop himself, but Sam skirted to the side and evaded his touch.
“You… I… I can’t even believe you right now.” Sam dropped his head and just breathed for a moment. Then he walked toward the door and spoke in a voice so low Michael almost didn’t hear it.
“It hurts less when you shove a sword through my chest.”
Dying is all in a day’s work. Love is more dangerous.
Ghostwalker Sam Jones has been half in love with Michael King since he started working at Requiem Inc. But Michael is his boss and a Guardian, to boot. Sam thinks they could make it work anyway, but Michael uses his position and his age to keep Sam at arm’s length.
When Sam continues to volunteer for the most dangerous cases, Michael has to intervene. He tells himself he’s just doing his job, but he’s always seen Sam as more than another operative, and he can’t bear the thought of not taking his chance. The connection between them has been strong from the beginning, and Michael’s telepathy adds unexpected depth and an edge to their new romance, but working together while they try to build their relationship might be the hardest part of their job if they don’t make some sacrifices.
About the Author: Kris T. Bethke has been a voracious reader for pretty much her entire life and has been writing stories for nearly as long. An avid and prolific daydreamer, she always has a story in her head. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, or knitting/crocheting her latest project. Her biggest desire is to find a way to accomplish all three tasks at one time. A classic muscle car will always turn her head, and naps on the weekend are one of her greatest guilty pleasures. She lives in a converted attic with a way too fluffy cat and the voices in her head. She’ll tell you she thinks that’s a pretty good deal. Kris believes that love is love, no matter the gender of people involved, and that all love deserves to be celebrated.
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