Glenn, Stormy - Scales and a Tail [Midnight Matings 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Stormy Glenn

Sebastian groaned when several heads turned in his direction. Beauregard had not been quite with his last statement. Anyone sitting near them had heard him. He so wanted to sink into a hole.

  “Is there a problem with your mate, Sebastian?”

  Please, where’s that hole when I need it, Sebastian wondered as he turned to look at Elder Burke, who sat just a few seats away. He tried to sound confident as he replied. “No, Elder Burke, nothing is wrong with my mate.”

  “He seems a tad…” The elder frowned. “…inebriated.”

  Sebastian winced. He could hear the disapproval in Elder Burke’s voice. “I think he just had something that didn’t agree with him,” Sebastian said as he tried to capture Beauregard’s roaming hand. It wasn’t easy. It felt like Beauregard had a hundred hands, all of them aimed at his groin.

  “Are there apples in his salad?”

  “Apples?”

  The elder smiled. “Rabbit shifters have a special susceptibility to apples, Sebastian, especially Granny Smith apples. It affects them just as an entire bottle of Irish whiskey would affect you. Check his salad.”

  Sebastian was curious, and a bit freaked out. Beauregard had gone from trying to get into his pants to trying to slide under the table. Sebastian wrapped an arm around his mate’s waist and held him in his chair then grabbed Beauregard’s fork and started searching through his salad.

  “I’m hot.”

  Sebastian had just spotted a piece of chopped apple when he turned to see Beauregard trying to strip his shirt off. He had the top few buttons already undone and was frantically pulling at his bowtie.

  Sebastian just knew this wasn’t going to end well. He stood up, pulling Beauregard up with him. Bending down, he put his shoulder into Beauregard’s waist and lifted the man up to lay over his shoulder.

  “Thank you for a wonderful dinner, Elder, but I think it’s best if I get my mate back to our rooms.”

  “Yes, I can see that.” The elder had a slight smile on his face. “Try not to be too put out, Sebastian. He may not have known there were apples in the salad.”

  Sebastian opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a high yelp as two hands came down hard on his ass. Beauregard was laughing hysterically. Sebastian rolled his eyes and just walked out of the large room. He made it as far as the hallway before Beauregard’s hands slid down the inside of his pants and grabbed his bare ass.

  “Beauregard!” he snapped as he quickly lowered his mate to his feet and grabbed him by his arms, giving him shake. “Knock it off. This isn’t the place for this. You need to behave yourself.”

  “I’m sorry,” Beauregard whispered.

  Sebastian sighed. He felt like a heel. Beauregard’s eyes were rounded and filling with tears. Sebastian reached up to smooth back a lock of white hair back from Beauregard’s face but the man shied away from him. He paused, his hand hanging in the air between them.

  “Beauregard, do you think I’m going to hit you?”

  “N-n-no.”

  Beauregard might have denied it, but Sebastian could see it all over his pale face. “Beauregard, I would never hit you, never.”

  “Can…can I go now?”

  Sebastian frowned. Something was going on with Beauregard, and it was more than just the apples. The man, who had been filled with joy just moments ago, making passes and trying to get into Sebastian’s pants, was suddenly terrified.

  “What’s wrong, bunny?”

  “Nothing.”

  “You’re lying to me, bunny. Being honest with each other is very important.”

  Beauregard pressed his lips together and refused to answer. Sebastian knew he wasn’t going to get any answers out of Beauregard when he was in this condition. Sometimes Beauregard was too stubborn for his own good.

  “Come on, bunny, let’s go back to our room. We can talk there.”

  “I want to dance,” Beauregard said. “You said we’d go dancing.”

  “Honey, you’re in no condition to be dancing right now. You’re drunk as a skunk.”

  “Skunks get drunk?”

  “Uh, I guess they could, but I was just using it as a figure of speech.”

  “Oh.”

  Sebastian wrapped an arm around Beauregard’s shoulders and started leading him back toward their quarters. He needed to figure out what exactly was going on with his mate, but he needed to get him to bed first.

  “Oh,” Beauregard whispered.

  He suddenly stopped and pressed his face against the windows that looked out over a small balcony. Sebastian looked beyond his mate to the small stone balcony. He could just imagine what his mate saw.

  The balcony was small, enclosed on three sides. A small fountain sat in the middle of the courtyard, lit up by lights hanging all around the three walls surrounding the balcony. It looked like a wonderland.

  “Come on, love, let’s go dance,” Sebastian said as he opened the doors and let Beauregard out onto the balcony.

  “But there’s no music.”

  “I’ll make music for us.”

  Sebastian walked to the edge of the fountain and drew Beauregard into his arms. The man’s head barely came to the middle of his chest. Sebastian chuckled and wrapped his arms around Beauregard’s thighs, lifting him up into the air until they were face-to-face. Beauregard laughed and quickly grabbed on, his arms wrapping around Sebastian’s neck.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist, love.”

  Once he had, Sebastian pulled him close. “Ready?”

  Beauregard had a huge grin on his face as he nodded. Sebastian started dancing them around the balcony as he hummed. In all honesty, he was just moving in circles, but Beauregard seemed to like it, and that was all that mattered to Sebastian.

  He let out a relieved breath when Beauregard snuggled into him, burying his face in Sebastian’s neck. He tilted his head slightly to lean against Beauregard’s and just danced, humming some offbeat tune.

  This was right. This was the way it was supposed to be between mates.

  Chapter 6

  Sebastian glanced to the seat beside him. Beauregard was practically bouncing in his seat as he watched out the window. They were less than a mile from Sebastian’s castle, even if they were already on his land.

  Beauregard seemed part anxious and part excited. Sebastian couldn’t wait to see which part won over. Beauregard was proving to be quite the interesting character. Sebastian was starting to wonder if the Council of Elders really did know what they were doing when they decided to play their little game.

  Sebastian was intrigued by Beauregard on a minute-by-minute basis. Sebastian was pretty sure he’d had more sex in the eight days since they mated than he had in the last year. Beauregard was constantly horny and had no inhibitions when it came to sex. He was willing to try anything.

  In the last several days, he’d spanked Beauregard until the man came without ever being touched, tied Beauregard to the bed and fucked him until he was unconscious, and discovered just how flexible his little bunny really was. In another week, he expected them both to be in traction.

  Just thinking about it made Sebastian’s dick hard.

  Beauregard inhaled suddenly and swung around in his seat. His eyes took on the look that Sebastian was quickly coming to recognize as his aroused look. The violet color turned dark purple, and the white of his eyes starting fading away. It was hot and an instant way to know Beauregard was horny.

  “Need,” Beauregard growled as he climbed across the seat.

  “We’re almost home, bunny.”

  “Don’t care. Need now.”

  Sebastian would be forever grateful that he had a limousine with a tinted partition between the front seat and the backseat. Beauregard scooted across the seat and then slid down to the floor just as Sebastian started to put the partition up.

  His pants were undone and his hard cock deep inside Beauregard’s mouth before the partition was up all the way. Loud moans of arousal filled the back of the car. Sebastian didn’t know if they came f
rom him or from his bunny. He didn’t care. The lips wrapped around his aching cock were driving every single rational thought from his head.

  Beauregard may have been an untried virgin when they mated, but the man took to sex better than anyone Sebastian had ever met. He was quickly becoming the best sexual partner of Sebastian’s life. He was glad he got to keep the sexy little bunny. No one sucked cock like Beauregard.

  In a matter of minutes, Beauregard had Sebastian squirming in his seat, his fingers sinking deep into the man’s white hair. The pleasure racing through his body was enough to make Sebastian groan loudly. He didn’t care if Galan or his new cougar mate heard him.

  When Beauregard gently rolled his balls, Sebastian knew it was all over for him. He roared out his orgasm. His heart thundered in his chest as he filled Beauregard’s mouth with the heated signs of his release.

  Sebastian dropped his head back on the seat and waited for his heart to beat normally once more. His body shuddered as Beauregard continued to lick as his sensitive cock, cleaning every last bit of cum from his skin.

  “Come here, love.” Sebastian held out his hands to Beauregard. He knew the man was needing. He always was after giving him a blow job. Well, truthfully, Beauregard was pretty much horny all of the time.

  Beauregard eagerly climbed into Sebastian’s lap. Sebastian lifted him up and turned him around until he faced the front of the car, his back resting against Sebastian’s chest. Sebastian slowly unzipped Beauregard’s jeans and pulled out his hard cock.

  “Listen to me, bunny,” he murmured in Beauregard’s ear as he began stroking the man’s silky, hard cock. “I want you to do something for me.”

  “Yes, anything!”

  “You need to hear what I want before you agree.”

  Sebastian was concerned about Beauregard’s fear of being seen naked by anyone besides him. It wasn’t so much that he wanted others to see his mate naked, because he didn’t. But more that he wanted Beauregard to be comfortable around others who were naked.

  Dragons shifted whenever they could. At any given moment, someone could shift back and there would be a naked person standing there. Sebastian had to get Beauregard used to that because he didn’t want the man to freak.

  “I’d do anything for you, Sebastian,” Beauregard panted. “I trust you.”

  Sebastian closed his eyes as Beauregard’s words washed over him. He almost gave up his plan. He wanted Beauregard’s trust almost as much as he wanted his heart. If this backfired on him, Sebastian would never forgive himself.

  He opened his eyes back up and gazed down at his little bunny. Something tender floated through him and created a lump in his throat that made it almost impossible to swallow. Maybe he was out of his mind trying to get Beauregard used to being around naked people. Maybe he should just take what he had in his arms and be grateful.

  “Do you know how precious you are to me, little bunny?”

  Beauregard just blinked up at him.

  Sebastian smiled and leaned in to place a small kiss on Beauregard’s lips. It quickly turned into a kiss so filled with passion that it nearly seared Sebastian’s lips. Sebastian forgot all about exposing Beauregard to new things and just enjoyed his mate’s desire.

  He continued to stroke Beauregard’s cock until the man arched into the air and cried out. Sebastian was spellbound by the picture Beauregard presented as he climaxed. His face was flushed. His lips parted as he groaned. His dark purple eyes were dazed as the slowly returned to their natural violet color.

  “So sexy,” Sebastian groaned. He chuckled lightly when Beauregard’s flush deepened. “You are, bunny, very sexy indeed. I like watching you orgasm. I like knowing I am the one to bring such pleasure to you.”

  “Wha-what did you want me to do?”

  “Never mind, bunny, it wasn’t important.”

  “Are you sure?”

  Sebastian smiled. “I’m sure.”

  Beauregard watched him for a moment then nodded before reaching for a Kleenex to clean himself up. After he tossed his napkin in the trash, he grabbed another one and cleaned up Sebastian’s hand.

  “Get tucked in, bunny, we’re almost home.”

  Beauregard quickly got rid of the evidence of their backseat play then tucked himself back into his pants, zipping them up. He bounced across the seat and started looking out the window again almost as if they hadn’t just gotten off together.

  Sebastian felt a little put out. He reached over and grabbed Beauregard’s hair and tugged until the man glanced back at him.

  “What?”

  “Come sit with me.”

  Sebastian was elated when Beauregard bounced back across the seat with as much enthusiasm as he had when he went to the window. He picked Beauregard up and settled him on his lap, wrapping his arms around him.

  “I think you’ll like our castle, bunny. There’s lot of places for little bunnies to run and play.”

  “Yeah?”

  Sebastian chuckled at the excitement on Beauregard’s face. He hit the button and lowered the partition between the driver and the backseat. Galan was driving, his new mate in the seat next to him. Every few minutes Galan would look in the rear view mirror. He had a huge grin on his face. Sebastian just arched an eyebrow at Galan, and the man quickly went back to facing straight ahead.

  “Can we pull over for a minute?” Beauregard asked. “I don’t feel so well.”

  “Of course.” Sebastian frowned as he looked up at Galen. “Pull over.”

  Galen nodded and the car quickly came to a stop on the side of the road. He was out of the car and opening the back door just as quick. Sebastian eased Beauregard out of the backseat and helped him stand up next to the car, holding on to him so he didn’t slip in the snow which still covered the ground.

  “How do you feel now, bunny?” He had done everything he could to insure that Beauregard didn’t eat anymore apples, so he couldn’t be drunk or have another hangover. The last one had been bad enough.

  Sebastian didn’t like the paleness of Beauregard’s face. He looked chalky. He had one hand pressed against his stomach. The other one was hovering near his mouth. Sebastian was afraid of what that meant.

  When Beauregard suddenly covered his mouth and looked around frantically, Sebastian knew his worry was founded. He grabbed Beauregard and lifted him over to the bushes by the side of the road.

  Beauregard immediately dropped to his knees in the snow and started throwing up in the bushes. The sounds he made were horrendous. Sebastian didn’t understand how a man so small could make such big noises.

  “Galan, get me something to wipe his mouth and a bottle of water out of the small fridge in the back.”

  “Yes, Sebastian,” Galan answered before hurrying back to the car. He was back in just a moment, a wet cloth in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. He held them out to Sebastian.

  “Are you about done there, bunny?”

  Bunny nodded and leaned back against Sebastian. His face was totally drained of blood, and his hands shook as they fluttered against his chest. Sebastian began gently wiping his face then offered him some water to wash his mouth out.

  “Feeling any better, love?”

  “I wanna die,” Beauregard moaned.

  A small chuckle escaped Sebastian’s lips before he could prevent it. “Sorry, bunny, not going to happen.”

  Beauregard glared.

  “Did you eat something that didn’t agree with you? Any apples or something else I need to know about?” Sebastian frowned when Beauregard’s eyes slid away from his. “Bunny?”

  “It must be all of the excitement,” Beauregard said quickly. “I didn’t have breakfast before we left. I was too wound up about getting on the road to eat anything.”

  “Well then, that’s probably what made you so sick.” Sebastian stood up and lifted Beauregard into his arms. He carried him to the car then gently slid in, Beauregard still in his arms. Beauregard snuggled into his arms, nuzzling his face under Sebastian’s chi
n. Sebastian smiled when Beauregard let out a small sigh. “Is that better, bunny?”

  “Yeah,” Beauregard murmured as if he were starting to fall asleep. He patted Sebastian’s chest. “I like it here.”

  “All right, you just rest right there. I’ll let you know when we reach home.”

  Beauregard was asleep before they pulled into the large courtyard in front of the castle. Sebastian decided to let him sleep. When the car came to a stop and Galan opened the door, Sebastian climbed out with Beauregard cradled in his arms.

  “Is he okay, Sebastian?”

  “I think so. He didn’t eat breakfast, and I guess all of the excitement got to him. Can you and your mate get our bags? I’m going to take Beauregard upstairs. I think it’s better for him to just sleep right now.”

  Galan nodded and went to the back of the car. Sebastian readjusted Beauregard so he had a better grip on him then carried him up the big steps leading into the castle.

  He was saddened that Beauregard was missing their arrival. He was sure that the first sight of the imposing castle he now lived in would have been entertaining to see. But, Beauregard’s health came before Sebastian’s amusement.

  “Prince Sebastian.”

  Sebastian smiled and nodded when he spotted his longtime butler. “Hello, Carlos. I trust things have been mellow since I left?”

  Sebastian knew they had been or Carlos would have called him. The man was nothing if not efficient. Carlos had been working for the Drakus family since before Sebastian was even born. It sometimes seemed like the man had always been there.

  “Everything is as it should be, sir.”

  “I’d like a tray of food brought up to my quarters, Carlos, no meat or apples. Something fit for a vegetarian.”

  For the first time since he remembered, Carlos looked flustered. “A vegetarian, sir?”

  Sebastian nodded to the sleeping man in his arms. “This is Beauregard, my mate. He doesn’t eat meat. He also hasn’t eaten today since he was too excited about coming here. He needs to eat. He’s slight enough as it is without missing any meals.”

  “You’re mate, sir?” Carlos asked. “And he’s a vegetarian?”