The Broken Faewolf's Mate (BlackEdge Pack Book 2)
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Connection flooded into his soul, Dev’s love pouring down the thickening bond between them. It wasn’t simple acceptance of the two halves of Aidan’s nature, but something even stronger. Celebration. Something healed in him under the bright joy of that emotion, the shattered pieces of himself aligning for the first time in his life.
When the stars faded, Aidan stared into his mate’s gorgeous brown eyes, feeling Dev’s wonder like it were his own. They were both trembling, their breath coming in short, harsh pants.
“My mate,” Aidan whispered. He kissed Dev, filled with soaring love for the wolf in front of him.
The kiss descended rapidly into the gutter. Dev’s hot mouth pressed against his, and Aidan could feel the echo of the Dev’s pleasure, the taste of himself on Dev’s tongue. He ground against Dev’s hips, the friction so good he couldn’t stop, except—
“Holy Oberon, you have to fuck me now. This is going to be amazing.”
Dev’s eyes went wolf-gold again for a second and he made an inarticulate sound, but through the new mate-bond came an unmistakable wave of hot enthusiasm.
They made it to the bed in a jumble of limbs that got even more jumbled when both of them went for the lube at the same time.
“Great minds think alike,” Dev said as they banged elbows. He won the lube championship and slicked their hard cocks against each other.
“Fuuuuck,” Aidan moaned.
“Agreed,” Dev said with an answering groan, thumbing the head of Aidan’s cock.
Every sensation came with a mirroring ripple, his own pleasure heightened by Dev’s, Dev’s pleasure heightened by his, flowing both ways through the mate-bond.
Aidan fell back against the pillows, folding his knees to expose himself to Dev’s burning gaze. He felt Dev’s lust ratchet up as he found his own tight hole and circled the sensitive flesh, spreading lube, teasing himself—and Dev. He’d never, ever get tired of having hands and all the fun things you could do with them. Like this—he inserted fingers into himself, shuddering at the stretch.
“That’s…incredibly hot,” Dev rasped, prowling towards him.
He hissed as Aidan sat up, pushing Dev backwards so he could straddle him. With a grin, Aidan took hold of Dev’s cock and guided himself onto it.
Fuck, he loved this—Aidan let out a moan as he sank down by inches, feeling the burn of being stretched, the slowness unbearable but so, so good, until he could finally take Dev’s whole length into himself. Then he began to move.
Dev couldn’t get a deep breath, watching Aidan ride him, the dark, slick slide of his cock disappearing into Aidan’s tight ass. Aidan controlled the pace, rising up on his knees, exposing nearly the whole length of Dev’s cock to the air before driving down with a slap of balls. Dev rocked up to meet him, caught in the tightening rhythm between them, the mate-bond magnifying everything.
Sensation swamped him—his, Aidan’s, both, hell, he couldn’t tell anymore, and he didn’t want to. He was both fucking and being fucked, his cock wrapped in hot, slick tightness and his ass full of cock, pleasure searing him as he was fucked senseless, owned, completely.
“Mine,” he said, or Aidan said.
They came together, string after string, the orgasm so intense Dev whited out for a second. He came back to himself, trembling, and wrapped himself around his mate.
“I love you,” he mumbled, kissing Aidan roughly.
“Love you too.” Aidan nuzzled his neck. “Fuck, I’m dead. Mating sex is the best.”
They lay there, entwined, and Dev couldn’t have said how much time passed. He’d never felt this…this content before, the deep, iron-cast steadiness in his soul that he knew was Aidan.
“Did I imagine you changing to human by yourself before?” he asked softly, turning to face his mate.
Aidan gave him a shy smile. “Nope. I can do it anytime now.” His smile faded, expression growing distant. For the first time, Dev felt a hint of uncertainty through the bond. “Though I’m not sure exactly what to do now I’m not stuck as a wolf anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
Aidan shrugged. “It’s just—I’ve never even had a proper job before. How am I supposed to know what I’m good at? Or what I want to do? I just wish I had something to go on,” he said in frustration.
Dev stared at him. “Are you kidding me? Of course you have something. What about Wolf Club?”
“I can’t exactly put ‘great at tracking’ on a job application,” Aidan said dryly.
“The teaching, you beautiful idiot.”
Aidan blinked.
“You’re a great teacher,” Dev expanded. “Hell, you taught me even when I was a massive asshole about it. And didn’t you say you taught Oscar how to control his fire magic?”
“But I…don’t have any qualifications.” But a spark of something like excitement flared in Aidan’s eyes.
“You could get qualifications, if that’s something you’d like to do.” Dev hugged his mate, fiercely, pouring pride and affection through the mate-bond, a tsunami of rock-solid belief. “You’re amazing.”
Aidan chuckled against his shoulder. “Overdoing it a touch.”
“Nope,” Dev disagreed, pulling back so he could meet Aidan’s eyes. He knew the wounds his mate held close in his soul. “You’re mine now, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure you never doubt you’re good enough. You are. Always.”
Aidan raised an eyebrow. “The rest of your life, huh?” his tone was light, but his eyes were soft. He snuggled closer. “I like the sound of that.”
Chapter 34
A week later, a full moon rose above the hills, and the forest was full of wolves. Dev stood under the boughs of a tree, breathing in the still night air, the moonlight filling him with restless energy. Beside him, Aidan was already in wolf form, head cocked. He didn’t say anything, but Dev felt him through the mate-bond, solid and reassuring.
It had been a busy week. The media release had gone public yesterday, so now everyone knew Morimoto Enterprises would be working with BlackEdge. Sabas had been bemused at the pack’s new connection to the dryads. “Though god knows what the Triumvirate will think of that,” the Alpha had added with a sigh. Oscar and Mahon still hadn’t returned from Washington, DC, the Triumvirate’s investigation dragging on longer than anyone had expected.
But human worries were for later. Now…he closed his eyes and let the moon wash over him, the wolf rising up in his soul. For a moment there was an echo of fear, that letting it loose would result in something terrible, but his mate’s steady belief washed over him, chasing the fear away.
He landed on four paws, breathing in the scents and sounds, so much richer in his wolf form. His ears twitched at the small forest noises. He still hadn’t quite gotten used to the way they did that, so much more mobile than human ears. Somewhere, an owl hooted, making him jump.
Aidan bumped his head against Dev’s side, knocking him slightly off-balance. Dev let out a huff of surprise, whirled round to glare, and then realized he’d moved effortlessly, without having to think about coordination.
Aidan’s mouth lolled open in a wolf-grin. A warm pulse of affection came down the mate-bond.
Dev leapt at him. Aidan danced out of reach, easily, his laughter like sunlight.
Aidan rubbed up against his side, appearing out of nowhere.
Dev said, pouncing, but again Aidan dodged before he could touch him.
He chased Aidan through the forest, something deep in his soul relaxing as he gave in to Aidan’s playfulness. The forest changed too, no longer unsettling but a familiar playground. They darted around trunks, crashing through piles of leaf litter and leaping over fallen logs. The world rushed past, Dev’s body strong and sure, at home here in the same way as the owl and the trees. Distantly, he was aware of other wolves. Pack, his instincts said, drawing comfort from their presence. Dev still hadn’t gotten used to his weird new instincts, but at least these days they were rarely aggressive. Everything Aidan had said about being part of a pack stabilizing aggressive instincts had turned out to be true.
A strange emotion bubbled up in him. It took him a moment to identify it, because he’d never imagined that being a wolf could be so much fun.
They reached the crest of a hill, the trees falling away to leave a small clearing open to the sky. Dev pounced again, and this time Aidan let himself be caught, rolling with the motion and nuzzling Dev’s fur.
Chapter 35
Waiting at the airport was fascinating.
“It’s just like in the movies!” Aidan enthused, as they made their way through the crowds, the overhead speakers announcing boarding calls and flight numbers in a monotone. He swiveled, trying to take in 360 degrees at once. “Do people really do those dramatic running scenes?”
“Sure, just wait till your connecting flight is delayed and a disembodied voice starts disapprovingly telling you it’s your final boarding call for the gate on the other side of the damn terminal,” Dev said, his expression amused.
The idea had never occurred to him, but…. “I could, couldn’t I?” He still hadn’t gotten used to all the freedoms that came with having control over his shape.
Dev slung an arm around his waist. “Yup. We can fly anywhere you want.” He grinned. “Join the mile-high club, too. I’m game.”
Aidan rolled his eyes but leaned into the touch. “How you doing?” he murmured. If he was still new to humanity, Dev was still a newbie wolf, and crowds could sometimes overwhelm inexperienced wolf instincts.
Dev considered. “I’m good. Crowd’s loud, but my wolf’s not worried with you here.” His lips quirked as he said the words. “Still feels weird to say that.”
They joined the small knot of people waiting at the arrivals gate. Aidan’s eyes widened as he looked around. “They have signs! I didn’t think people actually did that. Why don’t we have a sign?” he accused. Then, more quietly, “What if he doesn’t recognize me?” The sudden fear bubbled up.
“Well, I’m assuming you’ll still smell the same to your own twin,” Dev pointed out.
Aidan took a deep breath. “Right. Duh. I’m being ridiculous.”
Dev leaned in to give him a quick peck on the cheek. “Yup. Still smell pretty good to me.”
“Dev.” But Aidan wasn’t really complaining.
The gate opened, a stream of weary travelers starting to trickle through, and Aidan went suddenly still as he spied Mahon’s bulky form, striding along beside Oscar.
Aidan shouldn’t have worried about his twin recognizing him. Mahon swung towards him as soon as he was through the gate. His stride faltered for a moment before a broad smile creased his face.
“Aidan,” he rumbled, closing the distance between them. He looked Aidan up and down. “Knew you’d be shorter than me,” he said smugly.
“Better looking though,” Aidan said, flicking his hair back. He let out a startled whumph of breath as his brother enveloped him in a hug. “All right, all right, enough with the sentimentality, you’re breaking my ribs.” But a tension he hadn’t known he was carrying unwound all at once. “Good to have you back, bro.”
“Good to be back.” Mahon pulled back, his focus shifting. “You must be Dev.” They sized each other up. The line of Mahon’s shoulders suddenly eased, and Aidan knew his wolf-side had absorbed the pack, kin message in Dev’s scent. Dev was having a similar reaction, from his startled expression.
Mahon held out a hand and growled, half-jokingly, “You better treat him right.”
“I will,” Dev said firmly as the two shook hands.
Aidan rolled his eyes. “Bloody Oberon, Mahon, did you have to be such a cliché? Did I give Oscar the protective-brother talk? No, no I did not!”
Mahon grinned. “No, you told me to stop fucking Oscar around.”
“A public service we thank you for,” Oscar piped up solemnly. He shook hands with Dev too. “Oscar. Mated to the big guy, who personally I think is hotter, but I can accept we might have to agree to disagree on that.” He grinned at Aidan. “No offense.”
Aidan rolled his eyes. “Traitor. Anything else we should know about DC?” They’d gotten the news that the attack on the fae court wasn’t being considered an infraction of supernatural law by the Triumvirate, but there hadn’t been time for details before Mahon and Oscar had caught a flight out.
Oscar grinned. “Well, you already heard the good news. The pack is officially Not In Trouble.”
“And the bad?”
But before he could answer, there was a stir around the arrivals gate, a low murmuring as the waiting crowd’s attention shifted like iron filings exposed to a magnet. Aidan turned, and his wolf came rushing to the surface, a low growl bubbling up in his throat.
A tall, willowy man walked through the gate with the casual, graceful arrogance of an apex predator, accompanied by four suit-wearing people that Aidan would bet good money were bodyguards. He was pure-blooded high fae and beautiful as a fashion model, with hair the color of deep, saturated indigo. Power rolled off him in waves, the kind of overwhelmingly dominant aura Aidan had only ever felt from the BlackEdge Alpha.
Mahon’s eyes narrowed at the man. “The bad news is, the Triumvirate sent a new ruler for the local fae court. The fae king’s son. Prince Ruarc.”
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The man growled something, but Oscar didn’t hear it over the thunder of his own pulse. He gaped up at the nearly seven feet of wet dream standing in his doorway, every bad-boy fantasy he’d ever had come to life and glowering down at him. The man’s face could’ve been hewn from rock, square-jawed with deep-set dark eyes. Jesus H. Christ. The man’s broad shoulders pulled his T-shirt tight under his leather jacket, and Oscar imagined what it would feel like to slide his hands over those hard pectorals, to dig his hands into…Whoa there, tiger! Oscar hauled his thoughts back into line. Maybe you should stop ogling Tall, Dark, and Handsome and ask him what he’s here for?