by Lynn Hagen
He had no clue about how to handle this. Someone was going to get hurt. It was inevitable. The one thing he wished was that Cody found his mate soon. His Code-man hurting was unacceptable.
Oh, what a tangled web they weaved when they decided to take their friendship one step further. The price would be paid for it.
Jasper just prayed it wasn’t too high.
He turned away from the darkness, knowing that he and Cody would never be intimate again, not with Zeus waiting for him.
Jasper sat on the edge of his bed, the palm of his hands pressing into his forehead. This was one fucked-up situation.
“Poor Oliver. I think he’s messed up even more in the head now. He’s the one who killed Jackson.”
“Jackson isn’t dead. He’s a wolf. He’s healing even as we speak. The Sentries pulled him out of the tunnel and have him on lockdown until Zeus comes to get him.” Remi closed the bedroom door, guiding Drew over to the bed.
Drew was stunned to hear the wolf was still alive. The event in the tunnel had shaken him. He thought for sure they were all going to die. He may have acted brave but inside, he was terrified. Thank goodness Jackson’s plans fell through. He shuddered to think of Johnny and Cecil out in the cold night living a dead life of prostitution.
Remi cupped Drew’s face, kissing him repeatedly while trying to get his shirt off at the same time.
“If you want me naked, you have to stop kissing me.” Drew laughed as he was brought out of his somber thoughts.
“Hard choice.” Remi said against his lips as he kissed him again. Drew’s shoulder was revealed as Remi pushed the fabric back and kissed the exposed skin. Remi’s tongue trailed down his mate’s arm, licking the creamy flesh.
Drew’s head fell back. His mouth gaped open as his breath started to pant. Remi was amazed by him. Drew was the man he had only dared to dream of having.
Remi slowly kissed down Drew’s skin, licking his tongue across Drew’s back, his buttocks, and then his hip as he slowly undressed him. Remi made his way around to Drew’s groin, kissing his prick as he dropped to his knees. He licked and nuzzled Drew, pushing his thighs further apart. Remi’s finger teased Drew’s starburst as he paid homage to Drew’s wrinkled sac. He sucked one side in, swirling his tongue around then releasing it to do the same to the other.
“Remi, please,” Drew breathlessly begged. “My legs are turning boneless. My knees are threatening to give out.”
Remi walked on his knees as Drew stepped backwards until he reached the bed, Remi never giving up his attention to Drew’s body. Remi’s hands snaked up, splaying across Drew’s abdomen as he pushed him back, Drew landing on his back as Remi licked his way up Drew’s shaft.
“You taste so damn good, pup,” Remi praised while sucking the length vertically. Remi pushed Drew back until he could climb on the bed and get between his pup’s legs, grabbing the base to pull the cock into his mouth. Remi looked up at Drew. His mate was on his elbows, watching with his mouth slightly open, staring at Remi in awe.
Remi smiled then took the cock further into his mouth, sucking on it as he prepared his mate for the breaching soon to come.
“Remi.” Drew’s breath was catching, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Oh yeah, he was loving his pup just right.
Remi opened his mouth wider, relaxing his throat muscle as Drew pushed his shaft slowly down his throat. Drew’s hands played over Remi’s hair, not long enough to grab.
“So good,” Drew mumbled as he pulled his cock back then pushed it down Remi’s throat. Remi reveled in his mate fucking his mouth. Drew’s shaft was rock hard.
His cheeks giving suction, Remi pulled tight on his mate’s cock, bringing Drew’s hips off of the bed. Drew’s knees fell further apart, whimpering into the night as Remi’s hands skimmed his body.
“Make love to me, Remi,” Drew begged to the ceiling. “I need you inside of me. Remind me I’m loved by someone who matters to me.”
Remi pulled back until Drew’s prick slid from his mouth, placing a kiss to the head before grabbing the slick, the act of preparing Drew becoming a ballet of fingers making love to his tight hole, rimming his starburst as though his fingers were skaters dancing around seductively, calling to their lover in the night.
Remi bent down, kissing each globe before pushing Drew’s legs back, and he caressed the soft skin of his mate’s thighs, taking his time to make love to Drew in every possible way besides penetration. “You are everything to me, pup. My life, my love, my entire world. Never doubt that.” Remi pushed forward, breaching his mate as his head fell back, and his eyes closed at the sheer pleasurable force of erotic ribbons of electricity that made his veins feel as though they were on fire.
Drew wrapped his legs around Remi’s body, locking his ankles at the small of Remi’s back. “Show me,” Drew breathed as Remi fell to his arms, cupping his mate’s face, staring into his eyes as he pulled back then pushed forward, taking Drew with him on the trip to another plane, a plane of intimacy that only they shared, only they owned in this moment in time.
Remi began to thrust harder, his right hand going to Drew’s hip, massaging the flesh as Drew’s tight hole pulled on his shaft, reminding him that Drew was his. His to love. His mate may have once been lost in a world of insecurity, alone and afraid, but Remi had him now.
“Harder, Remi. Make me feel you,” Drew pleaded as he raised his lower body into the thrusts, giving Remi a deeper penetration.
Sitting up, Remi pulled Drew’s legs from around him and held onto the backs of Drew’s knees as he sawed in and out, watching his cock make love to that pink delight. It was an amazing sight. “Don’t come, Drew. I want you to fuck me next.”
“Then you better hurry. I’m almost there.” Drew released his own cock, fighting to stave off his orgasm.
Slamming into his pup, Remi clenched his jaw and growled through his teeth as he exploded. His nerves felt raw, his body jerking at the force of his release. He quickly dropped Drew’s legs, pulling out then sliding next to him.
Drew jumped up, grabbing the lube as he prepared Remi. “Ready? Please say yes. I’m about to lose it.”
“Do it,” Remi panted. He got on all fours, lowering his head as Drew entered him. The pain turned into pleasure as Drew grabbed his hip with one hand, rubbing the other down Remi’s spine.
“I love you, Remi,” Drew confessed as he thrust harder, angling himself until he knew he hit Remi’s gland, making him gasp.
“I love you, too, pup.” Remi was lost in the feeling Drew was drawing out of him. His hands fisted the sheets, his back bowed as he fucked back onto Drew’s cock, his own coming back to life, begging to come again.
“I’m close.” Drew quickened his pace as Remi clenched his muscle, Drew crying out as he came.
Remi grabbed his cock and pumped it fiercely until ribbons of white pearl shot onto the bed. They both fell forward, and Remi reached behind him to still Drew. He didn’t want his mate to pull out just yet. It felt too good having him inside.
Drew pushed his hands under Remi’s shoulders, holding him close as Remi basked in the afterglow.
“Thank you.” Drew kissed between Remi’s shoulder blades.
“For what, pup?”
“Loving me.” Drew rubbed his cheek into his Remi’s sweaty back, tightening his hold. His mate was hanging onto him like he never wanted to let him go. Remi knew that feeling.
Remi reluctantly shifted, Drew sliding from inside. He pulled his mate into his arms, petting his back as he kissed his forehead. They lay there in silence, holding each other.
Chapter Nine
Drew danced around the den playing the video game. He was never into them before, but they were kinda fun. Blair was challenging him. Guy seemed pretty cool.
“Dusted you off.” Blair chuckled, giving Cecil a high five.
“Again.” Drew pouted. He was not going to be bested. “Three games. Winner takes all.”
“What
is the winner taking? Oh yeah, if you haven’t figured it out yet, that would be me.” Blair winked at Drew. Drew growled. The smarty-pants was going down.
“Loser has to…” Drew tapped his chin for a moment, trying to think of something good.
“How about the loser buys everyone dinner?” Johnny offered.
“Lame, but okay.” Blair restarted the game.
Drew scrambled with his controller, taken off guard by the quick start. Cheater.
“Go, Drew!” Johnny jumped up and down, pumping his arms in the air frantically.
“I see how it is.” Blair laughed as Drew whooped. He won the second game. He and Johnny high-fived each other.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, squirt.” Blair once again restarted the game. This time Drew was ready for him. His car raced around the sharp turn, smashing into the wall, then took off again. Little characters were along the desert, cheering them on. Why would people be standing in the desert? Drew quickly got his wandering mind back on the game.
“Oh, yeah, I won. Oh, yeah, you lost. Oh, yeah, Blair’s a loser.” Drew pumped his arms back and forth as he sang and danced.
“Whatever. Let’s go.” Blair and Cecil crept out of the den.
“Why are we sneaking?” Drew asked Johnny. He noticed they left the game and stereo on. Must be trying to use the noise as a distraction to cover their leaving.
“Beats me.” Johnny shrugged as he tagged along behind Drew.
Drew stupidly followed them as they hit the fob down the row of trucks. One lit up. “Bingo,” Cecil whispered.
Drew and Johnny climbed into the back seat and buckled in. Once they were out on the paved road, Cecil cranked the stereo up. Drew watched the scenery go by, wondering how big a fool he was for following blindly. Hadn’t that gotten him into trouble before?
Well, he was with the mates. What could happen? Blair was tall enough and old enough. He could defend them. Right?
“There it is.” Cecil pointed to a small diner next to the post office. Drew had been in town before with Remi, but he hadn’t noticed the diner. He fumbled with his seatbelt as Blair pulled in and parked the truck.
“We’ll have to eat fast. Those warriors don’t take long to figure us out.” Blair and Cecil tapped knuckles. Drew was wondering what he was missing. Something was going on with those two, some shared secret that he wanted in on.
“What’s going on?” Drew asked.
“Oh, Blair and I borrowed a truck before. Kota and Maverick found us not to long afterward.” Cecil giggled as he slid out of the passenger side, allowing the two back occupants to free themselves.
“I didn’t even get my food,” Blair mumbled.
All four strolled in, grabbing a back booth as if that could hide them from the pissed off warriors who were sure to be here soon. Drew looked around. It was a nice place. Small, though. He guessed it should be in a small town. His eyes quickly snapped back to the table when he noticed four large men a couple of booths over staring at them. You’re just paranoid, stop it. Overreacting. Remember the cop?
A waitress came over to take their orders. “Hi, I’m Kitty. What can I get for you fellas?”
They all ordered drinks, wanting time to peruse their menus. Drew noticed Cecil helping Blair with some of the items. Must still be early in his literacy lessons, Drew thought.
“I have to tinkle.” Johnny pushed at Drew’s arm for him to scoot out of the booth.
“Take Drew with you,” Cecil warned.
“Why do I have to go with you?” Drew asked as he followed Johnny to the men’s room. The guys at the other table were watching them closely. Drew was starting to think maybe he wasn’t so paranoid after all. There was one in particular who was giving him the evil eye. Drew rubbed his hands up and down his arms as he pushed his shoulder into the bathroom door and opened it, waiting for Johnny to enter.
“Because two men tried to have sex with me in a bathroom when me and Hawk went out on a date in the city.”
Drew gaped at the small guy. Johnny had said it so matter-of-factly, as if it was no big deal. It would have scared the pants off of him.
He stepped up to the urinal next to the bouncing blond-haired mate. “What happened?”
“Hawk beat them up then the cops took him away. It’s okay, though. Maverick got him back.” Johnny flushed as he whistled, going to the sink to wash his hands.
Drew just shook his head. The mate seemed so resilient.
“Not again,” Johnny squeaked.
Drew’s head snapped around to see two of the men from the table where they had been staring at the four mates. He quickly zipped himself up, heading toward Johnny fast. The men weren’t doing anything wrong, so far. All they were doing was using the bathroom. He wanted to get his hands washed and get him and Johnny out of there.
Before Drew could finish drying his hands with the paper towels, he was slammed against the wall face-first. Johnny was yelling for him, but Drew couldn’t get free.
“Damn faggots,” the man holding Drew cursed.
Drew felt a fist going into his side, the air left his lungs in a whoosh. He had to help Johnny.
Drew’s canines extended. They weren’t long, but they were enough to turn his head and bite into the arm pinning him. He dug them in deep, yanking his head back and ripping flesh.
“You little shit.” The guy tried to punch him in the head while nursing his injury. Drew ducked and ran to Johnny, who was biting and scratching. Drew jumped on the guy’s back. His small punches to the man’s head were having no effect whatsoever.
“Bite him, Drew!” Johnny yelled as the smaller mate rammed his knee into the assailant’s groin. “Hawk taught me that one!” Johnny yelled at the guy.
The man buckled, grabbing his jewels as his knees hit the floor. “Behind you!” Johnny warned as Drew’s hair was yanked back, a fist connected to the side of his face.
“Oh, hell no.” Drew was seeing stars but could make out long black hair spanning around. Blair was here. “Not on my watch,” Blair yelled. Drew watched as Blair and Cecil jumped the one he had bitten. The attacker was pretty big, but the two seemed to be working him over.
“Drew.”
Drew spun around to see the downed man rising. Panicking, Drew kicked his leg up, his knee connecting with the guy’s nose.
“Yeah, Drew,” Johnny cheered as he made motions with his fists like he was punching the guy. “Get him again.”
Drew sidestepped around the man, putting himself in front of Johnny. He wasn’t a match for the large guy, but he was bigger than Johnny. He could feel little fists grab his shirt as Johnny’s hands trembled. “You’re not alone this time.” Drew looked over his shoulder to reassure him.
Drew’s body felt like it was well-abused. His side was killing him, and the side of his face felt swollen. His upper chest hurt, too, from being slammed into the wall.
“Take that,” Blair shouted.
Drew chanced a glance over the other two mates’ way. Blair had jumped on the guy’s back and wrapped his arms and legs around the attacker, squeezing the guy’s neck with his arm. Cecil was ducking and dodging punches.
Drew pushed Johnny into the wall behind him as his attacker finally caught his breath and was coming after him.
The man stopped when a loud growl ripped through the bathroom. Drew looked around the man to see Remi and Kota. Drew wanted to run to his mate, but that would require him going around this big brute.
“Go now,” Remi barked at him.
Drew didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed Johnny’s hand as he carefully sidestepped the man, rushing toward the door. Drew smacked right into a wall as he ran from the restroom.
Maverick shot his arms out to catch him before he fell back onto his bum. Okay, so it wasn’t exactly a wall, per se, but Maverick’s solid chest had felt like one.
“To the truck now.” Maverick hissed behind a clenched jaw. Drew gulped. He had never seen Maverick this upset, at least not at him.
; He pulled Johnny behind him as he passed Commander Hawk leaning over the two remaining men in the booth. Hawk was saying something to them, but Drew couldn’t make it out. Whatever it was had the two men pale and trembling.
Drew didn’t stop to find out what it was. He pulled the diner door open and led Johnny outside. The warrior Tank was standing in front of a black SUV, his arms crossed over his chest as he shook his head and tsked. “Get in the back.” His thumb hitched over his shoulder.
Drew opened the back door, pushing Johnny in before climbing in next to the smaller mate. His hand reached out to close the door when Remi put his hand on it. His mate pulled him out.
“Why did you leave the estate without any of the warriors knowing? Without me knowing?”
Before Drew could answer, Remi grabbed his chin, turning his face back and forth. “I’ll kill him.”
Drew quickly latched onto his mate, his legs wrapping around Remi’s calves as his arms vise gripped around his waist. “No, I’m fine. Please, Remi.”
“He hurt you, pup.” Remi growled.
“We hurt them, too. We kicked their butts.” Drew held tight as Remi tried to gently pry him off.
“And you got yours kicked.” Remi managed to get Drew’s arms lose, ready to pull him off.
“You can’t go.” Drew panicked. He didn’t want Remi to go to jail. “I’m, uh, having a trauma.” Drew jerked his body around while holding onto Remi as if having a seizure. He stuck his tongue out to further the effect.
Remi chuckled. “Don’t make me laugh. This is serious, pup.”
Drew stopped jerking around but didn’t let his mate go. “Can we just go home?”
“Get in the truck.” Remi pointed to the one they had borrowed. Drew stood to his feet, climbing into the passenger’s side. Remi leaned in to buckle Drew’s belt. When Remi’s arm brushed against him, he winced at the pain in his side from the kidney shot the guy had given him.
“You’re hurt.” Remi growled. “How bad? And don’t lie.”
“I’m mated to you. I’ll heal. Just need an aspirin…and a nap. Can you yell at me when we get home?”
