At Year's End (The 12 Olympians)

by Gasq-Dion, Sandrine

  “We’re not going to have sex,” Jaxon whispered. A soft whimper came from Elijah and Jaxon smiled against his lips. “I don’t know what will happen if we have sex, so I prefer to take it slow.”

  “How slow?” Elijah moaned.

  Jaxon slid a hand down Elijah’s abdomen and wrapped his hand around Elijah’s erection. A hitch of breath came from him and Jaxon started a slow stroke. Elijah writhed beneath him, and Jaxon took his mouth in a slow kiss. Skin heated, breaths intermingled, and Jaxon’s head swam with the absolute pleasure of just kissing Elijah. He moved his hand and moved up Elijah’s body aligning their dicks perfectly.

  “Jaxon,” Elijah panted as they parted from the kiss.

  “Is this okay?” Jaxon searched Elijah’s eyes.

  “Move.” Elijah pulled Jaxon back down to his lips.

  Elijah arched his hips as Jaxon’s dick slipped against his. The heat from their bodies warmed the room. Elijah gripped Jaxon’s hips and pressed their bodies firmly together. He wasn’t going to last long. He’d never been with anyone like this and the scent from Jaxon was driving him crazy.

  They moved perfectly, hands touching skin, soft caresses, lips fused, tongues tangled. Elijah slid his hand down to Jaxon’s perfect ass and caressed it, his other hand sliding up Jaxon’s spine and up to the nape of his neck. Threading his fingers into Jaxon’s hair, he pulled him deeper into his mouth. His stomach warmed and his balls drew taut as Jaxon slid a hand between them and began to jack them off together.

  “Oh shit…Jaxon!” Elijah’s back arched and he cried out as he came in spurts, his body jerking.

  Jaxon’s canines elongated and he came hard, his hips bucking into Elijah as his release came in waves. Sweat poured down his back as the heat from Elijah enveloped him. He collapsed on top of the smaller man, trying not to squish him.

  “Shit, I want to mark you so badly,” Jaxon gasped. He lifted his head and gazed into perfection. Elijah’s blue eyes were wide and his hair was soaked. “Are you okay?”

  “I think so.” Elijah brought his hands up to Jaxon’s face and cupped it. “Is this real?”

  Jaxon bent and kissed Elijah softly. He traced Elijah’s lips with the tip of his tongue before dipping into the younger man’s mouth. Elijah’s fingers drifted down his back as the kiss became more passionate. They both parted from the kiss panting.

  “Is that real enough?”

  “I don’t know.” Elijah grinned wickedly.

  Jaxon smiled and caressed Elijah’s cheek. He moved and slid to Elijah’s side. They were both sticky and sweaty.

  “How about we shower and hit the beach?”

  “Are we showering together?”

  Jaxon’s eyes roamed Elijah’s body slowly. “Yep.”

  Elijah rolled to his side and gazed over Jaxon’s body. “What changed?”

  “You mean other than the fact that you’re now legal?”

  “Was that the only reason you stayed away?”

  “I wanted you to experience life, make friends your own age, and have a crush on someone.”

  “I do have a crush on someone. I’ve had a crush on him from the second I set eyes on him. It’s always been you, Jaxon, and that won’t change no matter how many times you tell me to find someone else.”

  “Well, I’m not saying that now. You’re mine, Elijah.”

  “So all this time you’ve had feelings for me?”

  Jaxon leaned in and feathered a kiss across Elijah’s lips.

  “Yes, all this time, but I wanted you to — ”

  “Yeah, yeah,” Elijah snorted.

  Jaxon frowned.

  Elijah grinned.

  Jaxon pulled Elijah close to him and nuzzled his neck. God, he smelled so wonderful. He smelled like his. Just holding Elijah in his arms brought a surge of strong feelings.

  “Jaxon?”

  “Hmm?”

  “You smell good.”

  Jaxon smiled in Elijah’s neck. “So do you.”

  “So, if we’re going to the beach, maybe we just rinse off?”

  “Sounds good.”

  Jaxon rolled off the bed and put his hand out to Elijah. Warmth slipped into his palm and Jaxon pulled Elijah into his chest. Their eyes met, and Jaxon leaned down to capture Elijah’s lips. He’d never get tired of Elijah’s taste. They broke from the kiss, gazing into each other’s eyes. Jaxon tore his away.

  “Come on.”

  “Wait a minute, I don’t have any clothes.”

  Jaxon pulled open the closet door in the room to reveal two suitcases.

  “Yes you do.”

  Elijah eyed the suitcases. “How long have you been planning this?”

  “Since you told me you wanted to swim with dolphins. I had planned on telling you I wanted us to be together in a better place than Cuffs and Stuff’s alley, though.” Jaxon pulled Elijah toward the bathroom. “Let’s go shower.”

  The warm water sluiced down his abdomen and Elijah leaned back into Jaxon’s chest. Arms came around his waist and lips kissed his neck. Was this real? It seemed so long that he had waited for this moment. All the dreams he’d had about Jaxon were coming true. Hands slid down his stomach and cupped his cock, massaging soap over his sensitive dick. Elijah leaned his head back further and Jaxon’s mouth covered his. His knees weakened as Jaxon’s hands began slowly stroking his dick and balls.

  “Oh shit,” Elijah moaned. “Have to stop.”

  Jaxon grinned against Elijah’s parted lips. “Okay.”

  “You’re really not going to have sex with me?”

  “No, not yet. We’ll take things slow; see how far we can go doing other stuff.”

  “Stuff?”

  Jaxon turned Elijah around to face him and dropped to his knees. Elijah’s erection strained towards his mouth and Jaxon leaned in slowly, licking the mushroom cap and playing with the bundle of nerves around the rim.

  “Shit, shit, shit!” Elijah grabbed the wall.

  The shower began to steam and not because the water was that hot. Elijah’s body was heating the entire shower stall. Jaxon pulled off the dick. Elijah’s eyes were closed and his hands were balled into fists. Jaxon rose to his feet and took Elijah’s face in his hands.

  “Look at me.”

  Elijah opened his eyes.

  “It’s okay, calm down. That’s why I said we’ll take it slow, okay?”

  Elijah nodded.

  “Good, now let’s get out and go to the beach.” Jaxon swatted Elijah’s ass and laughed.

  Elijah ran down the beach with Jaxon right on his heels. He laughed as Jaxon grabbed him around the waist and lifted him up off the sand. Elijah wrapped his arms around Jaxon’s neck and nuzzled his neck.

  “That was not funny!” Jaxon growled in Elijah’s ear.

  “Oh come on!” Elijah squirmed in his grip. “The water’s warm!”

  “I wasn’t ready to go in yet.” Jaxon kissed along Elijah’s jaw, biting it playfully.

  Gasps surrounded them and Elijah stiffened. Were they going to be called fags? Was someone going to try to hurt them? He peeked over Jaxon’s shoulder and saw what the commotion was. Dolphins were almost right up on shore, and they were only around where he and Jaxon stood. Jaxon put him down and Elijah walked into the water up to his thighs. Dolphins bumped him and swam around him.

  “This is so cool!”

  Jaxon waded into the water and put his arms around Elijah. He leaned into his ear.

  “I think they know what you are.”

  “They do?”

  Jaxon concentrated on one of them and sent a mental message. The dolphin bobbed its head up and down and made a whistling noise. Jaxon laughed and held Elijah closer.

  “They do.”

  “How do you know?”

  “Because I just asked her.”

  “Her?” Elijah’s eyes widened and he pulled back slightly, looking into Jaxon’s eyes. “You can talk to them?”

  “Yes. A special gift from Wayne’s lineage.”

  “Wayne?�
� Elijah’s brows furrowed. “You mean my Wayne?”

  “Your Wayne?” Jaxon narrowed his eyes.

  “You know what I mean.” Elijah swatted Jaxon’s bicep playfully.

  “Yes, your Wayne.” Jaxon looked over his shoulder to see a crowd had formed. “Let’s give these guys some play time. Okay? Then we’ll have dinner and talk.”

  After playing with the dolphins for a good hour, they went back to the room and Jaxon ordered dinner. Elijah was sitting on the bed flipping through the pictures they’d taken. Jaxon sat next to him and looked at the camera. One of the tourists on the beach had offered to take a picture of them together. It had turned out perfectly. Jaxon stood behind Elijah with his arms wrapped around his waist and dolphins were all around them.

  “I like that one.” Jaxon kissed the side of Elijah’s neck.

  “Me too.” Elijah set the camera down and regarded Jaxon. “So, tell me everything.”

  “God, where to start? First of all, you need to know that my brothers are shifters as well.”

  “Both of them?”

  “Yes, but Jesse is a white lion.”

  “How did that happen? You guys are brothers.”

  “Well, the gene skipped Jesse to begin with; he was never a werewolf. Our dad was the alpha of our pack, and he always said that if Jesse was meant to be a werewolf, he would be one. He was right; the goddess Gaea decided that Jesse needed to be in her army as a white lion. There’s more — most of the people you’ve been around are shifters, Elijah.”

  “You said Wayne was.”

  “Yes, but Wayne is different from us. He’s a created one, the first of their kind. They were created by the gods to rule over all other werewolves. Once Wayne bites you, you get his lineage, which means you see farther, run faster, shift faster.”

  “And you talk to animals,” Elijah smiled. “That must be so cool.”

  “It was hard to deal with in the beginning, and the bite is painful as all hell.” Jaxon shivered at the memory of Wayne’s bite. “But it was worth it. We came to Seattle because Jesse was in trouble, and we met Scott Delange.”

  “Scott’s a werewolf, too?”

  “Yes, so are Tristan and Ethan.”

  “All of them?”

  Yes, and there’s more. The things that were chasing us? Those were rogues, Elijah. Rogues are beyond evil, they have no conscience. They deal in human trafficking, murder, drugs. They killed my parents, and the parents of so many of our friends.”

  “I’m so sorry, Jaxon.” Elijah took Jaxon’s hand.

  “It was a long time ago, but they are back and in greater numbers. Their leader is Peter Crius — he goes by Kransisky, but we found out who he really is. He’s a Titan, Elijah, as is his right hand man, Carl.”

  Jaxon took a deep breath; the next words he uttered would be hard for Elijah to hear.

  “Carl is a rogue, Elijah, and he’s been masquerading as your friend Cal.”

  “What?”

  Jaxon took Elijah’s hands. “He’s been messing with your head, brainwashing you. I spoke with James Jacobs — ”

  “Wait, brainwashing me? How?”

  “Look, James Jacobs is government, and he is a very powerful man. He’s got more power than — well, than any of us know — and he runs this whole show, along with Wayne, Caden and Riley.”

  “Riley?” Elijah whispered. “Is he…?”

  “Yes, he is now. His son, Matty, bit him, changing him into a werewolf.”

  Elijah shook his head. “This is so confusing. I can’t believe Cal is one of those… rogues. God, I feel so … so violated.”

  “I know, and I’m sorry to dump all this info on you, but you need to know what’s coming.”

  “Brainwashing me?”

  “Yes, Elijah. That was why I asked you about New Year’s Eve. I was going to kiss you that night; in fact I was inches away from doing it.”

  “You were going to kiss me?” Elijah grinned.

  “Yes, but at that very second, your phone chimed and you just turned and walked away from me. I went to James to ask if it was possible that you were being brainwashed somehow, and he agreed with me that you were and that they were probably using your phone to do it.”

  A knock at the door interrupted his next reveal. Jaxon answered it, taking the food and giving the delivery waiter a tip. He closed the door and walked back to the bed with the cart of food. He lifted the lid and inhaled.

  “Oh, that smells good.” Elijah’s stomach growled. “I am so hungry.”

  “Dig in.” Jaxon grabbed his own plate and took a bite. “Dasan is a werewolf, too.”

  Elijah choked in surprise. Jaxon smacked his back and handed him a glass of water.

  “Um, and Ryder is the son of Zeus,” he added.

  Elijah held his hand up. “Hang on a second; let me wrap my head around all this.”

  “I know it’s a lot to process.”

  “Ya don’t say?” Elijah drawled.

  “Stone is the child of Apollo, and your Washington Huskies football friends are all children of the gods as well. Oh, and Killian is a shape shifter and Zack’s a wolverine shifter.”

  Elijah fell back on the bed and closed his eyes. “Jesus! Is that it?”

  Jaxon tilted his head. “Um, no.”

  Jaxon started naming off everyone — the werewolves, the immortals, the shifters, the assassins.

  Elijah lifted a weary hand. “Just stop.”

  “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but you need to know everything. I didn’t want your first anything to be in some alley, but I didn’t really have much choice but to kiss you right there. Carl had already worked his number on you when you got to the club.”

  “How do you know?”

  Jaxon leaned in and kissed Elijah softly. “Because you didn’t remember any of the times we spent together.”

  Elijah growled. “Asshole.”

  Jaxon leaned back. “Me?”

  “No, Cal, Carl, whatever!” Elijah stood up and paced. “So, what? They want me for some reason? Is it because I’m the son of the heph dude?”

  “Hephaestus,” Jaxon chuckled.

  “Whatever,” Elijah waved a hand in the air. “Is that it? Because I can light stuff on fire?”

  “Can you?” Jaxon stood and crossed the room to Elijah.

  “Yes.” Elijah nodded. “I’ve been practicing, kinda.”

  Jaxon walked to the cart and grabbed the candle on it. He held it in front of Elijah.

  “The first time I saw you do it was at a party. You got mad, and the candle on the wall flickered and then the flame got bigger. I think the very first time was at the club, though. You were scared and it got away from you.”

  Elijah nodded. “I felt trapped and I felt the heat in my hands. The next thing I knew, the bar was on fire.”

  Jaxon held the candle out. “Do you need a flame?”

  “Not anymore.”

  Elijah concentrated on the candle. The power began to rise within him and his hands began to tingle. He held his hand out and did a mental shove towards the candle. The candle’s wick lit and seconds later something popped out of his hand. Elijah’s eyes widened at the tiny bird in his palm.

  “Holy shit, that’s a phoenix,” Jaxon whispered. The gold and scarlet wings flapped and then it disappeared.

  Jaxon caught the look on Elijah’s face. The young man was in total shock. “That’s never happened before?”

  “Um. No.” Elijah sat down on the floor and took deep breaths.

  Jaxon sat down beside him. Putting his arm around Elijah, he pulled him close.

  “Hey, it’s all right. We’ll do this one step at a time, okay? How about we eat and then go check out the rest of the hotel? I heard they have a lounge with a karaoke machine.”

  Elijah glanced up and had to smile at Jaxon.

  “No singing in public. I just want to be with you.”

  “Deal.”

  ~Chapter Ten~

  After eating, they headed to the lounge. Th
e lights were low and couples were on the floor dancing. Jaxon pulled Elijah into his chest and held him close as they swayed to the music. Elijah’s heart beat with his own and Jaxon ignored everyone else in the room, concentrating on the man in his arms. Elijah was a lot more powerful than they had first thought. It gave him a thrill to know he’d be helping Elijah master his skills.

  They stayed for an hour before heading back to the room. Jaxon closed the door and turned to find Elijah standing in the middle of the room. He looked so damned gorgeous — flushed and sweaty from dancing, chest rising and falling, hands clenched at his sides.

  The need to be with each other was strong.

  Jaxon removed his shirt and threw it across the room. Elijah began walking toward him, removing his own shirt. They came together and Elijah grabbed Jaxon’s belt loops, pulling them flush.

  “I want to explore you,” he whispered huskily.

  Jaxon’s canine’s threatened to elongate at the sensual tone Elijah used. He only nodded and let himself be led to the bed. The window was open, letting in the sounds of the beach and the music from the lounge. It was absolutely perfect.

  “What’s the song?” Jaxon asked.

  “Miley Cyrus, ‘Adore You.’ Why?”

  “I like it.”

  Elijah grinned. “Me, too.”

  Jaxon lifted his ass as Elijah removed his jeans and boxers. Elijah threw them on the chair near the bed and removed his own clothing. He crawled up Jaxon’s body and hovered above him, taking his fill. He leaned in and kissed Jaxon softly, savoring the taste of his lips. His fingers played at Jaxon’s hipbone as his other hand wrapped in Jaxon’s hair. Their lips moved together fluidly, their tongues twisting around each other. Elijah broke from the kiss and nibbled across Jaxon’s jaw before making his way down the corded muscles in his neck.

  He made his way lower and kissed Jaxon’s chest before turning his attention to the pierced nipple. He slipped the tip of his tongue into the small silver ring and tugged gently. Jaxon’s back arched from the bed and a low moan left his lips. Elijah licked and nibbled on the nipple before turning to the other one, giving it the same loving attention. Jaxon’s dick was hard and leaking as Elijah made his way lower, licking around Jaxon’s navel. He wrapped his fingers around Jaxon’s length and slid them upward, running his thumb over the slit and spreading precome. Jaxon writhed on the bed as Elijah kept his slow stroke on his cock, while playing with his pierced nipple.