Saturday, October 4, 2014
Guest Blogger: Alex Bowman's Laying Down the Lawman
Sheriff Jason McCall has been entrusted by his community to protect and serve. When dead bodies start littering the morgue, his investigations lead him to a world of creatures in which he never believed. Questioning his own sanity, he closes in on the killers, never expecting to be attracted to one of the things that go bump in the night.
Elia, the Air Demon Prince, trails an enemy of old into the countryside. When he is nearly arrested by the local sheriff, the prince is tempted to let the sexy lawman put him in cuffs. Elia senses their connection, but the sheriff fights him at every turn.
Bodies collide as they find solace in each other. Jason’s weary of joining their fight, bound by the oath he gave his neighbors. So, Elia pulls out all the stops to lay down his lawman.
“Sheriff, you’ve got it all wrong. You really do. I’m on your side in this. I saw all the strange disappearances in Jackson and came here to help. I’m a demon hunter.” Elia took a tentative step forward, knowing if he could get close enough, he could tell the sheriff to release him and to forget everything that had just happened. If he could just get a good look into the man’s eyes.
“Stay the fuck back,” the human spat.
Elia took another tentative step closer, knowing he was pushing his luck. A bullet wouldn’t kill him but it would sting like hell. “Molock has left a trail of dead bodies in his wake before. I can help you.”
The gun never moved or shook. Elia felt an instant of respect for the man behind the weapon, holding it with a steady, unblinking focus. “I said, stand your ground. Don’t move any closer or I will shoot you.”
“Now, sheriff, I’m not trying to hurt anyone. I came out here to see what Molock was up to and to see how to stop him.” Elia was only a few feet away now and could finally get a good look at the sheriff’s face. He was younger than Elia expected, his skin smooth without wrinkles. The wide brim of his Stetson cast a shadow over half his face, but the wide mouth was expressive, the lips curved and bowed under a strong, angled nose. The peppering of beard growth just made the male all the more attractive. A twinkling light came from where his eyes should be.
Elia captured the stare as best he could, staring at where those twinkles were. “You’ll release me now, and let the woman go. We were never here.”
“What kind of bullshit is that?”
Elia grimaced. Apparently, he’d not gotten a good enough look into the man’s eyes when he’d issued the command. He’d need to get closer, pop the hat off the human. He took another carefully measured step.
“I will not hesitate to shoot you. Take one more step and you’re gonna have a hole in you.”
Elia knew he needed to be quick. Elia would have to jump the sheriff and pin the man to the ground, get the ridiculous cowboy hat off and capture his stare. Once it was all over, the human would never realize what had even happened. In the blink of an eye, he pounced, but not before the human let off a round from his gun. Elia was too fast and the bullet didn’t get him in the intended spot, but rather, slipped just past his shoulder, nicking him.
The pain lanced through his arm, but he couldn’t stop until he had gotten the officer to forget him. Tumbling him to the ground, Elia soon landed on top of the human and wrestled him for the gun. The thing went off in their hands, hitting the Aston Martin on the side. Dammit, my car! He heard Chastity scream and begin running, her feet sounding over the pebbled drive.
Elia somehow knocked the hat from the man and saw him for the first time, Elia not needing as much light to see in the moonlit night. A strong brow covered the most intense set of green eyes he’d ever seen. An aquiline nose ended above those firm lips, taut cheeks sloped down to a firm jaw.
The man was absolutely stunning.
Elia’s body reacted immediately. He tried to ignore the jade green and how incredibly beautiful those eyes were. He also tried to ignore how turned on he was getting, too, the strapping man fighting with incredible strength below him. He tried to ignore how rock hard his cock was already becoming. He needed out, and sex wasn’t on the menu.
“Let us go. We were never here. Forget us,” Elia said, inwardly not wanting the man to forget him.
“You’re crazy!” the human cried out.
Shocked that his power hadn’t worked, Elia was knocked off and the human pinned him to the ground. Elia was so shocked, he didn’t even fight the officer.
Elia was doubly shocked when he felt the officer as hard as he was. The human was big, thick, and heavy against Elia’s leg, which only added to Elia’s desire.
The sheriff holstered his weapon, ignoring the tense air around them. “I don’t know what kind of shit you’re on mister, but you’re a loon. And under arrest.”