Panahasi

by Lynn Hagen

  Afraid he would break the spell, but unable to stop himself, Casey reached out and touched the pads of his fingers to Panahasi’s. The leader tensed but then he relaxed, pulling Casey’s hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. Casey’s heart soared. It wasn’t a commitment, but the man wasn’t pushing him away.

  “For you and Drake, I can try.” Panahasi frowned. “Where is Drake?”

  “He’s sleeping. He always passes out after sex.”

  The heat and lust in Panahasi’s eyes roared to life as his nostrils flared. The man’s jaw was so tight that Casey feared the man would shatter his teeth.

  And the erection straining the man’s pants hadn’t gone unnoticed.

  There was a very nice outline now noticeable, and Casey was dying to take it into his body any way he could get it. Mouth, ass, he’d even settle for giving the guy a hand job at this point.

  Panahasi’s intense stare burned through Casey as he dropped to his knees, still holding his mate’s hand as he gazed up at the leader. “Let me love you.”

  “Casey—”

  “Please.” When Panahasi didn’t refuse him, Casey released the strong, warm hand and then ran his fingers over the bulge that strained the front of his mate’s pants. He bit his bottom lip and then separated the flaps, moaning when he saw a large wet spot already decorating the front of Panahasi’s boxers. Pulling the front of the material down, Casey leaned forward and gave one long lick to the head, closing his eyes briefly at the sensual taste in his mouth.

  The only man Casey had ever had sex with was Drake. He had tasted his mate a thousand times. Panahasi’s musky and wild scent was different, more masculine, and spicier. Casey never knew two men could taste so vastly different yet appeal to him equally.

  Casey’s eyes flickered to Panahasi’s face and then down to his groin. He reached his hand into the boxers, and then curled his fingers around the base. Casey swallowed at how thick the cock felt in his hand. The skin was heated and he could feel it pulsing beneath his fingers.

  “You don’t have to do this.” His whisper stroked over Casey’s nerve endings like sensual silk.

  Casey gave Panahasi’s shaft a few small strokes before he pulled the cock toward his parting lips. His head snapped back when a spurt of fluid shot from Panahasi’s cock. Never before had he seen anything like that. He licked the fluid from his lips and moaned at the spicy taste.

  He opened wide and took Panahasi into his mouth. Panahasi’s moan shattered the silence of the room. Chills rocked the length of Casey’s body as he licked the skin just below the head. He licked the fluid clean, half hoping his mate’s cock did that neat little trick again. Panahasi’s fingers scorched Casey as he rubbed them down Casey’s cheek. He loved the look on Panahasi’s face when he touched him as a lover. Panahasi’s eyes became heavy-lidded as he watched Casey taste him.

  Casey’s eyes fluttered closed as he inhaled the musky scent of his mate’s skin. The flesh was so warm and hard in his hand. His fist tightened, the length reminding him of satin over steel.

  Panahasi’s other hand ran through Casey’s hair, playing with the strands as Casey continued to taste his mate.

  Gods, Casey just loved how Panahasi tasted. He loved how Panahasi was caressing him as well. It sent a sharp pulse of arousal straight to Casey’s groin, his cock thickening in his pants.

  Caseywanted more. He felt like he was drowning in Panahasi’s scent. He pulled at the slacks with his free hand, bringing them down to midthigh, the lean and sculpted muscles showing off beautifully in the low light. His mate’s legs were long, well-shaped, and gorgeous. Panahasi hissed when Casey took the head of his mate’s cock into his mouth. Panahasi was considerably larger than Drake, but Casey was up for the challenge.

  He fought his teeth from lengthening as his tongue explored the skin and veins, not wanting to hurt his mate, but bring him the utmost pleasure.

  Panahasi turned, pressing his back into the window as he cupped Casey’s head with his strong hands. When Casey looked up, he saw the raw hunger swimming in Panahasi’s dark pools. It sent a shiver over his entire body. This man was going to own Casey, heart and body, just like Drake already did.

  “Casey, what are you doing to me?” The question was moaned as Panahasi’s fingers touched everywhere on Casey’s face, driving him to the brink of madness. The scent of Panahasi’s warm skin assailed his senses as Casey traced the length of Panahasi’s shaft until he reached the man’s balls. His mate pushed at his pants until they pooled at his feet and then spread his legs wider, giving Casey more room than he previously had.

  “Loving you,” Casey replied. He mouthed Panahasi’s sac, noticing the musky odor was strongest here at the center of the man’s body, and then laved at each orb, his hand slowly stroking Panahasi’s hard cock.

  “It’s too dangerous,” Panahasi said, giving a halfhearted protest as he tugged at the strands of hair on Casey’s head, sending electrifying shocks down his spine.

  Casey licked a long, wet path up the inseam of Panahasi’s leg and then nipped the skin of his sac. “It is.”

  “You have to stop then,” Panahasi groaned.

  “I will,” Casey replied as he took the length back into his mouth, sucking the hard erection to the back of his throat. His own cock was pulsing in his pants, begging to be let free, but Casey ignored his need, fearing that Panahasi would put an end to everything if Casey took the time to undress.

  Lightning-hot desire ripped through him as another spurt shot from the head of Panahasi’s cock. The dark spicy scent filled his lungs and seemed to cling to everycell in Casey’s body. A soft rumbling growl vibrated in Casey’s chest as he palmed the man’s solid thighs. He wanted closer, needed Panahasi deeper inside of him.

  There was no way Panahasi was going to ever deny Casey again.

  He had the man, not only in his mouth, but willing. Casey wasn’t sure how, but he wasn’t going to lose this opportunity. It was time to show the man that Casey planned on keeping him.

  He wasn’t walking away.

  He wasn’t giving up.

  Panahasi belonged to him, even if the man protested every step of the way.

  Casey slid his hands behind his mate, cupping his ass as he drew the cock deeper into his mouth, conveying his feelings with every lick, every suck, and every beat of his heart. The demon may be lost somewhere inside his own head, but Casey was damned and determined to find out where and pull the man into the light.

  “Casey.” The name was a low, deep rumbling earthquake in Panahasi’s chest, vibrating down until it reached Casey, making his heart soar. He felt the spurt of cum, pre-cum, or whatever it was slide down his throat. Casey drank it down greedily, his nostrils flaring at the exotic taste. His nails dug into Panahasi’s skin, opening his mouth wider, dying for another taste.

  Casey looked up when he heard a soft thunk. Panahasi knocked his head into the window behind him as his lips parted, a strangled cry leaving his lips as hot cum began to fill Casey’s mouth. Casey held on, taking everything the man gave, swallowing it down, licking at the head, begging with his tongue for more.

  Pulling back, Casey licked his bottom lip and all around his mouth, catching and pulling in any seed that may have spilt. He didn’t want his time with Panahasi to end. It wasn’t long enough for him. Forever wouldn’t be long enough for Casey.

  “Casey.”

  Casey smiled, noticing that Panahasi liked saying his name. He leaned back, grinning like a goof up at his mate. “At your service.”

  The laughter that spilled from Panahasi’s lips not only shocked Casey, but made him feel like he had accomplished something no one else had succeeded at. He had put that glazed, sated look in the man’s eyes and made him laugh. Casey’s ego grew as he stood, placing a light kiss on Panahasi’s sternum. “And willing to service you any time you call my name.”

  Casey’s breath caught when Panahasi leaned forward, his lips barely touching Casey’s as the warm flesh brushed across his mouth. “Thank you.”


  A moan escaped his lips when Panahasi deepened the kiss, sending his senses cascading and reeling. Panahasi pulled back and kissed Casey’s bottom lip. Their lips met again, but this time it wasn’t the slow, tender, and gentle thing it had been before. This time it was out of control, maddeningly frantic, needy.

  Casey pulled at Panahasi’s shoulders, drawing the man closer and at the same time trying to climb onto the man’s sculpted frame. Panahasi’s hands slid up Casey’s back, gripped the back of his neck, and squeezed.

  He shuddered, wishing he could get his pants free so his mate could touch him where he burned. Panahasi held on to Casey as he began to take Casey down to the floor. Casey immediately wrapped his legs around the lean waist, locking his ankles together as Panahasi teased and stroked Casey’s mouth with his hot and probing tongue.

  Casey grabbed Panahasi when the man pulled back. He didn’t want his mate to leave him. The weight of his body felt too good crushing Casey’s. Panahasi waved his hand over the room, making Casey curious as hell.

  “I’m blocking anyone from coming in,” Panahasi explained. “Now get undressed.”

  Casey’s heart beat so hard that it lodged in his throat as he scrambled to get his pants off. Fuck his shirt. He didn’t want to spare the five seconds it would take to remove it. He only had one pant leg off when Panahasi blanketed his body. Casey didn’t care. He would have sex with his clothes hanging off his body.

  Panahasi had kicked his own pants free and then nudged Casey’s thighs apart, placing his erection at the center of Casey’s body. The man had excellent recovery time. Casey was still well lubed and stretched from Drake, so taking Panahasi in wasn’t going to—“Oh, hell!” Casey cried out when Panahasi slid inside of him.

  “You feel so good beneath me,” Panahasi breathed, his voice a deep half groan. Casey was too lost in the sensations to pay attention to the thick accent that Panahasi was using. He wasn’t sure where it had come from and, at the moment, didn’t care.

  Panahasi starting moving inside of him, making Casey cry out at the hard thrusts that brought him so much damn pleasure. The skin beneath his hands started to heat up. Casey began to sweat.

  “You are bringing my demon forth,” Panahasi whispered against Casey’s neck as his fingers gripped Casey tighter. “Gods, help us, but I want you. I want to claim you, Casey.”

  Those whispered words wove a veil of magic around Casey as his teeth lengthened. An overwhelming urge to bite Panahasi took over, fogging Casey’s mind as he turned his head and sank his canines deep into the man’s flesh.

  Panahasi let out a low and guttural groan as he hooked his arm under one of Casey’s legs, pulling it up as he pistoned his hips, sinking deeper into Casey’s body. Casey wrapped his arms around Panahasi’s neck, groaning as he tasted Panahasi’s blood. A nearorgasmic pleasure tore through him as Casey claimed his mate.

  He pulled back, licking at the wound, feeling the bond forming between them. Panahasi leaned back, running a hand down Casey’s chest, his eyes locking onto Casey’s as he moved inside of him.

  The look was intense, possessive, and dark. Casey knew in that moment that Panahasi now owned him, lock, stock, and barrel. Casey let go, drowning himself in the sweeping emotions that overtook him, bathing in them as Panahasi thrust harder.

  The demon leader growled and Casey’s pulse raced. It was the sexiest sound he had ever heard coming from this man.

  Casey arched his back, wanting Panahasi deeper still. Panahasi’s arm tightened on Casey’s leg, pulling it higher as he thrust faster, sweat glistening over both of them. Panahasi’s eyes glowed amber and filled with a dark passion. This must be his demon. Casey didn’t fear it. He welcomed it.

  He reveled in the glowing flames he could see in Panahasi’s eyes, but knew in his heart that Panahasi was more than he let on. He may be a demon as he claimed, but Casey could feel something moving inside his own chest. It felt like a living entity. Casey gasped as he saw another time, another place. Panahasi was there, talking with a withered old man, striking a bargain. He saw Panahasi walking away, saw the heartbreak in the man’s eyes, felt the pain in the man’s heart.

  Casey growled, rolled them, and rode Panahasi hard. He wasn’t sure what had possessed him, but he was in charge, was taking over.

  “You have a part of my demon inside of you.” Panahasi’s voice was low and rough, as if caught on the edge of a growl. “Don’t fight him.”

  Casey let his head fall back as a strangled cry ripped from his throat. The pain in Panahasi as he walked away from the old man was so heavy that he felt as if he were drowning. Casey shook his head, trying to dislodge the oppressing sadness and emptiness that filled him.

  And then it was gone.

  Casey slammed his hands into Panahasi’s chest, moving his hips in a swiveling motion, driving the man’s shaft deeper.

  “You are beautiful, Casey.”

  Casey felt his wolf almost being ripped to the surface, but he fought it. Something was happening to him. Something he had never experienced before. Panahasi was here at the beginning of time. Somehow Casey knew this. An ancient power filled Panahasi, humming through him as Casey rode his mate.

  “You feel it, Casey.” Panahasi’s eyes glowed brighter, almost scorching Casey as he stared into their depths.

  “What is it?” he asked.

  Panahasi rolled them until he was back on top and then thrust into Casey so hard that he scooted up the floor an inch. There was a furiousness to Panahasi as he grabbed Casey’s wrists and locked them above Casey’s head. The man latched onto Casey’s mouth as their tongues did a mating dance of their own.

  Casey was running out of breath.

  “It is who I am,” Panahasi growled.

  Casey shook his head, trying his best to understand the man, but with Panahasi mastering him, it was hard to concentrate. Panahasi pulled free, making Casey cry out in protest…until the man turned him over and thrust back inside of him.

  Panahasi covered Casey’s body with his own, pressing his lips to Casey’s ear. Casey could hear every single grunt, every single moan as Panahasi filled him, taking Casey to the brink of madness once again.

  His body shattered, his cock exploding as his orgasm tore through him. Casey bucked underneath Panahasi, but his mate held him down, shouting Casey’s name as his seed filled Casey.

  Panahasi had brought Casey’s heart to its knees. He would give this man anything he asked for, even his life. His heart was now chained to Panahasi. The connection was so deep that Casey knew he wouldn’t be able to breathe without the demon.

  Chapter Six

  Drake ’s eyes flew open. He felt it. He felt a piece of Casey leaving him. He grabbed his chest, rolled from the bed, and landed on his knees, crying out in pain. He wasn’t sure how he knew, but Panahasi had claimed Casey. The man had taken a piece of Casey from him. The pain was almost unbearable.

  The door flew open, and Drake saw Panahasi standing there, naked, hard, and his eyes blazing with fire as he stared down at Drake.

  “What have you done?” he cried out as he clutched his chest. “The same thing I am going to do to you.”

  Drake watched as Panahasi walked with a predator’s deadly grace

  until he was kneeling in front of Drake. The words were said with such growling sincerity that Drake had no doubt whatsoever of Panahasi’s intentions.

  Panahasi lifted Drake from the floor and placed him on the bed, ripping Drake’s sweatpants from his body. Never in his life had he seen such determination in someone’s eyes before. They glowed so brightly that Drake could see flames burning deep inside of them.

  He didn ’t fight his mate. He allowed Panahasi to crawl between his legs. “Where’s Casey?”

  “He sleeps.”

  Drake hissed when Panahasi grabbed a tuft of hair and pulled Drake’s head to the side. It was a power move, Panahasi telling Drake who was in charge. Drake had no problem with Panahasi taking over. He longed for someone stronger to take char
ge. He had prayed for it.

  Drake swallowed hard when he felt something wet against his ass. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt the ring of muscles relaxing. His eyes raked up Panahasi’s lean, powerful body until he met the man’s eyes.

  “Take me.” He growled the words in challenge.

  Panahasi did just that as he rammed his cock into Drake, rocking the bed with the force. Drake shouted, his fingernails breaking skin as Panahasi thrust deep inside of him. His legs were pulled up and his ankles placed on Panahasi’s shoulders.

  “Don’t fight him,” Panahasi said firmly. Drake had no idea who Panahasi was talking about until he saw something slide behind Panahasi’s eyes. It was his demon. His heart beat like a fish in a net as he saw the feral look.

  “I can handle whatever you throw my way.”

  A sly smile tilted the side of Panahasi’s handsome face, making him even more gorgeous than he already was. “I just bet you could.”

  Drake wasn’t sure if Panahasi’s words were a compliment or not, but he rose up to the challenge. He bucked until his legs fell free, and then pushed Panahasi back until he was able to roll to his hands and knees. Panahasi attacked, plunging his cock back into Drake as he pressed Drake’s shoulders down to the mattress, holding him in place as he rocked Drake’s fucking world.

  Drake gave as good as he was getting, though. He slammed back onto Panahasi’s shaft, growling and moaning at the length that slid in and out of him. Drake’s canines punched through his gums as his body came to life. Drake pushed against Panahasi’s hand, testing. Panahasi growled out a warning, holding him down as his other hand clamped down on Drake’s hip, his fingers digging into Drake’s skin.

  And then the tempo changed.

  Drake could feel Panahasi’s warm breath on his neck, making Drake shudder. He closed his eyes and moaned when a warm, wet tongue traced a line along his neck and then down his spine. Panahasi had proven who was in charge, and was now showing him how wonderful it would be between them.