Grayson’s heart was beating so fast and loud he was sure the drummer could hear it.

After having dinner with his family and unpacking, he’d tried going to bed but found he wasn’t tired. He’d gotten dressed after searching for where to find some late-night fun. Vale Valley had changed a lot while he was gone, it was a small town with a big city feel. Incubus was new to him, and the cozy little bar fit in perfect with the magic of their town.

Vale Valley still had the same magical homey essence that welcomed you with open arms. And with changes came new faces and businesses that weren’t there before he left. But with all the changes one person hadn’t. Chance Knight, Vale Valley’s fine as hell mechanic and the definition of sex on legs. Grayson has been infatuated with Chance since the first time he realized he was into guys.

Even being away for years didn’t take away the slight quiver he got in his stomach when he saw the man on stage. He had no idea Chance was in a band or that he played the drums.

Grayson was in a trance watching the muscles on his tattooed covered arms as he banged away on the drums, sweat glistening on his skin. He had to hold himself back from not jumping on the stage and beg the man to fuck him. Then Chance jumped off the stage, walking over to him and pulled him against his tall, muscular body and stole his breath away with a kiss.

His back hit cold metal and a hard body pressed against his, pulling him from his musing. Grayson ran his fingers through Chance’s thick salt and pepper hair, deepening their kiss. Grayson’s cock was so hard he didn’t know if they were going to make it to a hotel before cumming in the parking lot. Chance grabbed and kneaded his ass, pulling him closer, grinding their cocks together. Grayson moaned and wrapped one of his legs around Chance’s waist.

“Fuck, boy, you’re going to make me cum before I fuck you.”

Chance’s raspy voice was turning him on more. “Me too.”

He was practically humping the other man like a dog in heat, not caring if anyone saw them. His hips stuttered, his nails digging into Chance’s neck. The other man didn’t seem fazed or in pain. He was close, feeling the burn starting at the base of his neck going down his spine and all they were doing was rubbing against each other. His body was hot, all he could do was hold on and wait for the other man to put the fire out inside of him. He gasped when Chance suddenly stepped back from him, putting space and air between them.

“Why’d . . .”

“Where’s your car?”

“I took a cab.”

“Good, get in the truck,” Chance ordered, opening the door on the driver’s side.

Grayson didn’t stop to think and followed, getting into the truck and scooting over to the passenger side. Chance got in and started his truck, pulling out of his parking spot. Before they pulled into traffic Grayson watched as Chance unbuttoned his pants and carefully pushed them down to his thighs. His cock sprang out, and Grayson bit his bottom lip hoping Chance would let him suck him off as they drove to wherever they were going.

He didn’t have to wait long, Chance cupped him by the back of his neck and pushed his head down to his crotch. He pushed his seatbelt to the side getting comfortable in his position and inhaled with a groan, loving Chance’s masculine scent. He rubbed his lips along Chance’s hard veined cock, simply enjoying the way it felt against his lips.

“Don’t play with me, boy, let me feel your pretty lips wrapped around me.”

Grayson licked the bead of precum from the head of Chance’s cock then slowly pulled as much as he could in his mouth. Chance’s fingers gripped the back of his neck dictating his movements.

“Shit,” Chance whispered.

Grayson moaned in agreement. He wasn’t sure how Chance was able to concentrate. Chance released his neck and began rubbing his back as if soothing him. Grayson swirled his tongue around the shaft and head of Chance’s cock each time his head went up, and lightly grazed it on his way down.

Grayson inhaled taking in Chance’s heady scent, and he couldn’t hold back his moan as he took the older man deeper into his mouth. Grayson’s cock was still hard and begging for attention, and he hoped they would get to wherever they were going to soon. He wanted and needed to feel Chance inside of him.

“Sit up,” Chance said hoarsely.

Grayson gave the cock in his mouth one last lick before sitting up. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of Chance on his tongue. He turned his gaze to the older man sitting beside him and their eyes connected. He felt a sharp jolt inside of him similar to what he felt when he was a teenager and had developed a crush on Chance.

Unbuckling his seatbelt, he pushed up Chance’s sweat-soaked T-shirt, revealing the man’s six-pack and light hairy chest. He crawled over and straddled his lap as best as he could and smashed their lips together. They both fell back when Chance reclined his seat back but didn’t break their kiss. Chance grabbed his ass as he continued to grind down on the older man’s cock.

“Want you in me,” he said against Chance’s lips.

Chance hummed then pulled and nipped his bottom lip before pulling him back into their kiss. Chance worked his hands between them and worked his pants open, releasing his cock. He was ever grateful he hadn’t worn any underwear that night. Their mouths separated, and Grayson pressed his forehead against Chance’s as the other man held both their cocks in one of his hands and began jerking them off.

Grayson tilted his head back and shivered when Chance reached inside the small opening in the back of his jeans and rubbed against his hole. Chance leaned up and licked from his clavicle to his mouth and sucked on his bottom lip. Grayson’s nails dug into Chance’s shoulder when the other man grazed his fingernail lightly against his hole. His hand started moving faster on their cocks, Grayson grinding his hips, sandwiching the finger rubbing against his hole.

“Can’t,” Grayson whimpered unable to hold back spurting cum on Chance’s hand and his stomach.

Chance grunted, coming right after him. The hand on his cock slowed, but the finger rubbing on his quivering hole continued to tease him, drawing sounds foreign to him. Chance released their cocks and brought his hand to his mouth licking their cum off his fingers, never taking his eyes off him. Before Chance could lick his last finger, Grayson grabbed his hand and brought it to his mouth.

The scent of their cum combined made Grayson yearn to be taken right then and there. Grayson moaned, closing his eyes as he sucked Chance’s finger into his mouth, loving the way they tasted together. He opened his eyes when he heard Chance groan, noticing that he didn't see things in color.

Oh gods, I’ve never been this turned on with anyone before to start a partial shift. I hope Chance didn’t notice.

“What are you?” Chance asked staring into his eyes.

“Your dream come true,” he responded, leaning down and kissed the other man. Hoping to hide his canines or at least distract the man.

Being a mix of mermaid and werewolf, he was still searching for a mate that would complete him. He’d heard the stories of how his parents realized they were mates. The main one being scent. Grayson nuzzled his cheek against Chance’s neck, breathing in his scent. He purred against Chance’s skin, loving his musky scent of sweat and a hint of cologne. His cock jerked with renewed interest, and the desire to sink his canines into Chance’s neck got him more aroused.

Could it mean something?

“How do you know what my dreams are?” Chance asked, gripping the back of his hair and pulling his face from his neck.

His vision still wasn’t clear, so Grayson closed his eyes and hummed, when he reopened them everything was back to being in color. Because you are who I’ve always wanted. Grayson could tell that Chance wanted to say more, but he stopped by placing a finger on his lips. “How about we save the discussion for later, and you find somewhere you can fuck me senseless?” Chance gave him a sexy as fuck smile, and Grayson almost came again.

“You are one bossy…”

“Bottom,” Grayson finished for him. Chance’s gray eyes darkened at hearing Grayson’s preference. “Use me tonight and make me beg.”

Grayson kissed Chance once more before crawling back over to his side of the truck and tucked himself back into his pants. He didn’t mind that there was still cum on his dick, he wanted Chance’s essence on him for as long as possible. Grayson was certain that Chance didn’t know who he was, and he was going to use it to his advantage.

“Do you know what you’re asking me to do to you?”

“I’m not a child. I know exactly what I am asking you to do.” Grayson leaned over and fingered Chance’s cock. “You’re going to spend all night fucking me until I can’t think about anything except for the way you made me feel.” Scooping up the rest of Chance’s cum then licking it off his finger.

Chance repositioned his seat then reached across to the glovebox and pulled out some wipes and cleaned off his fingers. He got out of the truck without saying a word to Grayson and walked into the motel to get them a room.

Grayson supposed Chance could have taken him to his apartment. But since they were doing the whole fuck a stranger for the night thing, it was best he pretended he didn’t know anything about the bad boy drummer. A delicious smirk tugged on his mouth.

I’m about to be fucked by the man I’ve wanted since I was sixteen and realized I was gay. It’s good to be home.

Chance thanked the clerk at the front desk and headed for his truck. He was glad that his shirt hid his erection. He repositioned his cock as excitement and arousal coursed through him. He had never seen the kid before at any of his local shows and wondered what brought him to Vale Valley.

Chance was certain the kid was just passing through town and didn’t know him. And truth be told, he didn’t want to think about anything but fucking the boy into submission, to leave him wanting more of what he could never have after their night together was over.

No regrets whispered in the back of his mind causing Chance to grunt. What the hell would I be regretful of? It’s a fucking one-night stand, not a lifetime commitment.

He got back into his truck, reached over for the kid, and pulled him close for a kiss. He didn’t normally kiss his one night only bed partners. But the kid had the sweetest lips he’d ever tasted and the way they felt around his cock, had him groaning at the thought of fucking the boy’s mouth. Separating from their mouths, he raised his gaze and connected with the kid’s who seemed dazed and unfocused along with his kiss-swollen lips.

Yeah, I’m going to fuck him good.

Grayson groaned as he rolled onto his side blinking his eyes opened. The warm body behind him reminded him that he wasn’t alone.

Chance.

He carefully turned over to rest his head on his elbow and stared at Chance’s adorable, sleeping face. Can a man be adorable?

He gently brushed a lock of Chance’s silver and silky black strands from his face. Not only was the man handsome and incredibly sexy, he was also a very skilled lover. He trailed his fingertips down the older man’s arm admiring his tattoo’s that seemed to be telling a story that only Chance knew. He stopped at the koi fish realizing that it was the only tattoo that had shaded colors that looked familiar to him.

How the hell did I miss this last night?

Grayson blushed thinking of the things that Chance did to his body the night before. Chance was both rough and tender, and all Grayson could do was beg for more. He didn’t have any illusions that there might be a second time between them. But Grayson wouldn’t object if Chance wanted there to be more between them later on down the road. Either way, he still had a wonderful memory of their night together.

Grayson wasn’t sure how Chance would react when he realized who he was. He doubted he would see Chance right away since he’d be busy setting up his business. He had a goal in mind to open Creatures of Comfort Aromatherapy and Health Center in time for the holidays.

While the contractors were working on the design of his gym, he planned on building his clientele with appointed home visits. He might be related to both the mayor and the sheriff, but he didn’t want to depend on his family name.

Grayson sighed and sat up, bringing his knees to his chest. He hated that he needed to leave Chance. He looked down at Chance one last time before getting out of bed. It was a good night. But like all good things, it must come to an end.

He quietly got dressed. He picked up the pen and notepad from the desk, smirking as he wrote a short note thanking Chance for their one night together. He debated signing his name at the end but decided to use the first initial of his name. He placed the note down on the nightstand where he knew Chance would see it when he woke up.

Leaning down he kissed Chance on his forehead and walked out of the motel room they’d shared. No matter what happened after this, he didn’t regret their night together.