Flash Fiction Monday

This week I’m doing some flash fiction scenes. Hope you enjoy and your imagination soars when you read.

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Unedited Flash Fiction Scene

M/M Content alluded to.

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Juan tilted his head to the left then the right, lifting his hands in the air, letting the wonderous zings racing over his body soar to life. He felt his mate, but . . . which direction was it coming from? Why did he feel . . . razor like spikes mixed in among the wonderful zings consuming his entire body and making his dick throb for release.

He’d been told that coming across your mate was like a rush of fire, but . . . Didn’t fit. Fire would never drive him to the point of spewing his load. One look at his mate and he would snatch him up, throw him against the nearest hardest surface and drive into him . . .it was a him? Wasn’t it? Lord, what if fate gave him a woman. What would he do with a woman? He’d never even see a woman naked. Not even when his best friend got married and his brother gave him a stripper for his bachelor’s party. He’d closed his eyes and dreamed of the day he met his . . . the day he now faced. In his dream he nevre considered he’d have to let the magical pull lead him to his mate. Didn’t bother him, but it would take a bit of time. Time Juan wanted to spend with his mate. Not tracking him. Why didn’t fate just take him right to his mate. Why did he have to work to claim what belonged to him?

“There you are.” Juan leaned his head back, letting the increasing zings flow over him from head to toe. “I’m closer.”

He slowly let his mind stretch as his magic zero in on the direction his mate was. Juan knew the area pretty well, and that particular area was known for it’s hidden caves. Lots of people came seeking them to explore. Most never found them, but his mate was headed right for the cave that the coven used during their monthly meetings. It wouldn’t be good for him to find that cave, but Juan wasn’t concerned about that. All he wanted was to lay eyes on his mate. The rest would work it’s self out.

He eased up to the largest tree that lead to the clearing beside the river and the cave. He leaned around the large trunk, taking in the beauty kneeling at the edge of the river.