Logan was nowhere to be found, but the rumpled sheets on the other bed showed he’d crashed for at least a little while. Jacyn stood and stretched, wincing from his injuries. The paramedic in him did a quick inventory.
Left side tenderness, probably a couple busted ribs. Since I’m breathing okay, it didn’t damage my lungs. Back hurts like hell, but unless I start pissing blood, I don’t think I need to worry about kidney damage. My gut isn’t tender so I probably don’t have internal bleeding. Maybe when I shifted I healed some. Logan obviously healed somehow , so that makes sense.
Jacyn went into the bathroom and took the hottest shower possible, wanting to get the stench of the Raven prison off his skin. Once he was as clean as possible, he got dressed in the clothes Logan had bought him and went back out. A thrill of excitement went through him when he saw Logan there.
“I hope you like burgers and fries,” Logan said as he set several fast food bags down on the table.
“I love them.” Jacyn’s stomach growled in appreciation as the scent of the artery-clogging food hit him. “Although I’m so damn hungry I would eat just about anything right now.”
“Shifting will do that to you.” Logan’s tone was brisk and all business. He kept his gaze averted, avoiding any eye contact.
An obvious stay-away message, but it didn’t fool Jacyn for one second because he’d used it himself countless times in the past.
“Eat up, because we have to leave.” Logan went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. A couple of seconds later, Jacyn detected the sound of the shower turning on. Jacyn debated on whether he should strip down and go join Logan. In the end, he decided to obey orders and eat instead. He was just polishing off his third burger when Logan came back out. Dressed in jeans instead of his usual leather pants, he finished off the casual look with a black short-sleeved tee. His hair looked even darker than normal since it was wet and slicked back.
He still had that hard look on his face. One meant to push Jacyn away. Instead, it made him desire the black jaguar even more. He now saw the wounded side of Logan’s soul and wanted more than anything to heal it. Perhaps his destiny was to save Logan just as Logan had saved him.
“You ready?” Logan grunted as he started shoving his dirty clothes into a duffle bag.
“Not quite.” Jacyn took a deep, steadying breath. Time to make his move. He only hoped that Logan didn’t push him away for good this time. “There’s just one last thing I need to do.”
“What?” Logan didn’t even look his way.
“I realized that I completely forgot to thank you for coming to break me out.” Jacyn forced himself to stand and walk over to the man.
“It’s no big deal. Like I said, part of the mission.” Logan zipped up the bag and turned around. “Now let’s get going.”
Before he lost his courage, Jacyn rushed the rest of the way across the room. Standing so close their bodies pressed together, he tilted his head up so their lips were just a mere breath apart. “It was a big deal,” he said as he wrapped his arms around Logan’s waist. “You found me when I was lost in more ways than one.” Closing his eyes, he kissed Logan and he tasted just as good as Jacyn had hoped.
Chapter Six
Logan jerked in surprise when he felt the softness of Jacyn’s lips pressing against him. Shit, he couldn’t allow this to happen. Logan raised his hands to push the man away instead, he found himself plunging them into Jacyn’s hair, pulling him closer so the kiss could be even more intense. Just one kiss. One taste. Then maybe he could forget about this stupid infatuation he had for Jacyn. Slanting his mouth over Jacyn’s, Logan started to return the passion and then some. Jacyn groaned as Logan slipped his tongue inside his mouth.
The jaguar had a sweet, yet wild taste to him that made Logan’s cock jerk in need. The flavor was so addicting that when Jacyn pulled his mouth away, Logan almost whimpered in disappointment. He found that Jacyn had much more for him though. With the softest of touches, he feathered kisses, down Logan’s cheek, jaw and throat. It felt so good, that he tilted his head to give Jacyn better access. The man started to suck and gently bite, probably leaving behind a hickey, but Logan didn’t give a damn because it felt too good. “You have no idea what you’re starting,” Logan moaned as he rolled his hips forward so his erection brushed against Jacyn.
“I’ve done this kind of thing a few times before so I know exactly what I’m starting,” Jacyn teased. Sliding one hand slowly down the length of Logan’s body, he caressed his cock.
Logan hissed in pleasure. Even through the thick denim of his jeans, Jacyn’s touch set him on fire. He pulled the paramedic even closer, so he could rub against him. It was so damn wrong, but Logan wanted every inch of Jacyn’s body drenched in his scent. At that moment, Logan would have killed to keep him.
“Just give me this one time, please,” Jacyn whispered before he dropped to his knees in front of Logan. He put his hands on the waistband of Logan’s pants, but didn’t make any other move. Instead, he lifted his beseeching gaze up, seeking permission.
“Yes. God, yes,” Logan replied in a thick voice. “I’ll agree to anything so long as you suck me.”
Jacyn grinned, a triumphant gleam going through his eyes before he popped open the button on Logan’s jeans and slowly lowered the zipper. “Commando—I thought so,” he crooned as he pulled out Logan’s erection and slowly stroked it.
“What can I say? I hate a panty line,” Logan joked, trying to hide the fact that he was trembling, how his breath was hitching and that his heart was racing.
“You’re so big.” A small frown of concern played across Jacyn’s features as he slowly ran his finger along the sensitive underside of Logan’s cock.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be able to take it all.” That seemed to placate Jacyn because he licked the tip of Logan’s cock, his hot tongue making a slow lazy path along the head, while he pumped the shaft with his hands.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” Jacyn declared right before he parted his lips and wrapped them around the shaft.
Logan threw his head back and let go of all his anxiety, concerns and doubt. Everything now centered on Jacyn and the pleasure his mouth created. Damn, the paramedic knew his way around a cock. When to be gentle. When to suck hard. Most of all he knew when to pull back so Logan didn’t come too soon. It was pure torture and Logan wanted it to never end.
At one point, Jacyn stopped long enough to give him a confused look. “Are you purring?”
“Yeah,” Logan admitted, more than a little embarrassed at his lapse in control.
“I made you do that?” He smiled that impish grin of his. “How cool is that?”
Before Logan had a chance to reply, Jacyn once again wrapped his lips around his cock. He sucked in so hard that his cheeks hollowed out. The pleasure so intense that Logan had to grab the walls to support his weight so his legs didn’t give out from under him.
Finally, it was too much and he threw his head back with a moan as he came, his cock shooting jets of semen into Jacyn’s hot mouth. “So good,” Logan panted, his mind too fuzzy with lust to form a more cohesive sentence.
When it was over, Jacyn let Logan’s cock slip from his swollen lips, but he didn’t get up. Instead, he rubbed his cheek against Logan’s thigh. Even though he didn’t realize it yet, Jacyn was giving into natural feline instinct and marking his territory with his scent. It should have made Logan want to push him away instead, it made him want to bring Jacyn even closer.
Hauling him to his feet, Logan caught Jacyn’s lips in a brutal, possessive kiss. He tasted the salty flavor of his own cum on the paramedic’s tongue and it almost drove Logan over the edge. Hell, whom was he kidding? He’d already taken a swan dive off the edge the minute Jacyn had dropped to his knees and looked up at him with those brown eyes. “You are so fucked,” Logan promised with a growl.
“God, I hope so.” Now it was Jacyn doing the purring.
Logan doubted he even realized it. Still kissing him
, Logan led Jacyn to the bed and they tumbled down to it with Logan ending up on top. His cock was still out and it grew hard again, pressing into Jacyn’s body. “You just had to keep pushing things, didn’t you?” Logan rumbled, although he felt no real anger.
“I can’t help it. If I see something I want, I don’t hold back, but reach out and grab it.” Jacyn thrust his hips up.
Logan felt the hard length of his erection straining against his jeans. Logan’s mouth watered with anticipation. Before they were done, he would taste that cock, along with every other inch of Jacyn’s body. Maybe then he would finally be able to get the paramedic off his mind. Logan slid his hand between their bodies and started to work the button on Jacyn’s pants.
There were two hard knocks on the door followed by three slow scratches. As soon as Logan heard it, he knew the party was over. With a groan, he pulled his hand back.
“Is it the Ravens?” Jacyn asked, his voice sharp with fear.
“No, worse. Dumb and Ass.” Logan sighed as he got up and tucked himself back into his jeans. “That’s the knock we use to indentify ourselves as friendlies.”
“Their timing sucks,” Jacyn grumbled as he sat on the edge of the bed, his hair messed up and his lips still swollen.
The other shifters would take one look at him and know just what they’d interrupted, but there was no way Logan could put off answering the door. Going over to it, he pulled out a Glock and called, “Identify yourselves.”
“It’s Sven, I’m here to give you the massage with a happy ending that you ordered,” Jared’s all-too-familiar smartass voice answered. The sounds of Kevin’s chuckles followed.
Logan rolled his eyes as he answered it. He still kept the gun out until the two shifters were inside and the door locked again. Once they were in, Logan made the introductions. “Jacyn, meet Jared.” Logan waved over to the taller of the pair—well built, his dark hair shaved close to his skull. The only things friendly about him were his dancing green eyes and warm smile.
“Nice to meet you.” Jared nodded as he stared at Jacyn. No doubt he was taken aback by how much he looked like his jaguar brothers.
“This scrawny bit of fur is Kevin.” Logan pointed at the other shifter. Several inches smaller and with a mop of dark hair, the panther shifter appeared harmless. Looks were very deceiving though because Kevin had a vicious streak in him when it came to fighting. Logan had once seen the guy take out three Ravens all by himself. The man hadn’t even been winded after it either.
That didn’t mean Jared wasn’t protective of his mate though. He always made sure he had Kevin covered at all times. Even now, he had his large body between him and Jacyn. Logan almost snorted and called Jared a mother hen until he realized he’d taken the exact same position…only he was protecting Jacyn.
It didn’t go unnoticed by Jared either. A slight smirk passed over his mouth as he gave Logan a knowing look.
“Nice to meet you,” Jacyn said before he walked around Logan and offered his hand out to shake. Neither Jared nor Kevin took it.
“Shaking hands is so human,” Kevin snorted. “You have a lot to learn about our customs.”
“Sorry.” Jacyn dropped his hand. “What’s the way you guys do it?”
“Haven’t you ever watched animals?” Kevin slowly shook his head. “We do it just like them. We sniff each other’s ass.”
Jacyn’s mouth opened and closed a few times as a look of pure horror and revulsion spread over his face. Had it been anyone else but him, Logan might have found it funny.
“Ignore them,” Logan advised Jacyn. “They’re just pulling your leg because they think it’s so fucking hilarious.”
Jared and Kevin burst out laughing. “Don’t get all pissy, Logan,” Kevin gasped out. “Just because you wouldn’t know a good joke if it came up and started to dry hump your leg.”
“Are they always like this?” Jacyn gave them a wary glare.
“No, they’re actually holding back some because you’re new. Usually they’re ten times worse.”
“I can see how they got the nicknames Dumb and Ass then.” Jacyn flicked one more look of disgust over the pair before he went to the bathroom and shut the door.
“Do you think we upset him?” Jared asked, sobering. Not even he wanted to be on Mitchell’s bad side, and insulting his brother would be one sure fire way to get there.
Logan thought about letting the panther hang for a while, but decided against it. “No, if you had you’d know it because I would be at your throat already,” he snarled, lifting one side of his upper lip.
“You’re awfully protective of Mitchell’s little brother,” Jared said slowly. “I wonder how our fine leader is going to like that?”
“Probably not any more than he’s going to like how Jacyn is saturated in Logan’s scent.” Kevin shook his head. “And people think I’m the crazy one. Dude, you must have one serious death wish to be messing with Mitchell’s brother.”
“It’s not what you think,” Logan denied, even as he recalled how sweet Jacyn’s mouth had tasted.
“Really?” Kevin cocked a brow. “Then how exactly did you get that massive hickey on the side of your neck?”
Logan started to raise his fingers to his throat in a guilty gesture before he caught himself and jerked his hand back down. “That’s none of your business.”
“Hey, I couldn’t care less.” Kevin raised his hands up in the classic peace-pose. “I happen to think it’s great you finally found someone. Maybe now you won’t be such a bastard all the time. I’m just letting you know Mitchell might want to skin you and mount your pelt to the wall for it.”
“And before you even say it, it’s not because of who you are or your parents either,” Jared added. “Despite what you think, you’ve more than proven yourself to us.”
“Sure, if you say so.” Logan quashed down the bitterness as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“Mitchell is going to be very protective of Jacyn. Look how he is with Cassie and Brent.”
“Don’t worry,” Logan grunted. “There’s nothing going on between us so there’s nothing for Mitchell to get his fur ruffled over.” Jared and Kevin didn’t argue, but they did exchange looks that said they didn’t believe him. Luckily, Logan was saved when Jacyn came out of the bathroom.
“We need to get going. The Ravens are getting closer,” Jared said, his gaze never leaving Jacyn. “I see they really worked you over good.”
“It’s no big deal.” Jacyn shrugged. “I’ve had worse.”
“It would be better if you shifted,” Kevin advised.
“Why?” Jacyn directed the question to Logan.
It shouldn’t have pleased him so much that he was the only one Jacyn trusted for the answer, but it did. “When we shift it heals any small injuries we might have,” he said. Noticing one side of Jacyn’s hair a bit messed up, Logan had to stop himself from going over to smooth it down.
“That’s how Logan was able to recover from his gunshot wounds so he could rescue you,” Kevin supplied.
“You got shot the other night?” Jacyn’s gaze traveled over Logan’s body.
“It was only a few times and I’m fine now.”
“You were shot!” Jacyn nearly yelled, his face twisted in outrage. “How can you even say you’re okay?
“Because I am.”
“Take off your shirt,” Jacyn ordered as he came closer.
“Why?” Logan darted a look over at Dumb and Ass who were smirking away as they enjoyed the show.
“I need to check your injuries. Are the bullets still in?” Jacyn grabbed the hem of Logan’s shirt.
Logan reached out and stayed his hands. “No, they worked their way out of my body when I shifted.”
“It doesn’t matter. I need to check you out. You could still get an infection.” Jacyn’s brow creased in concern.
It took Logan a few seconds to respond. In all of his life, nobody had given a crap about him. The fact that Jacyn actually cared made an ac
he build up in his chest. “We don’t get infections or any of the other things that affect humans.” Logan had to force the words past the lump in his throat.
“It’s true,” Kevin chimed in. “That’s one of the reasons why we live several hundred years. It takes a lot more than just a few bullets to take us down.”
“This concern for Logan is sweet,” Jared drawled, “but we really do need to hit the road.”
“You can just wait,” Jacyn snarled, his eyes flashing with fury. “I’m not going anywhere until I’m sure he’s okay.”
Logan felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Not only had Jacyn wanted to look after him, but now he was defending him. Him, the son of Rogue shifters. Even after everything he’d told Jacyn, he still didn’t look down on him. Instead, he had sided with him against other felines. It was so humbling, nice and made him feel so good he could have taken on a whole army of Ravens. Shit! Logan knew then he was in deep trouble because despite all his best intentions at that moment, he’d fallen hopelessly in love with Jacyn.
Chapter Seven
Ignoring the two smirking newcomers behind them, Jacyn put his hand on Logan’s chest and gently pushed him down, making him sit on the bed. Even though he had an audience, Jacyn didn’t care. Nobody was going anywhere until he checked Logan over and assessed his injuries.
“This is just a big waste of time,” Logan grumbled, though the corners of his mouth kicked up into a smile. He did lift his arms for Jacyn when he pulled on the hem of his shirt this time though.
The only problem was as soon as Logan’s naked chest was exposed, Jacyn completely forgot about everything else. Tan, muscular, it didn’t have one ounce of fat on it. Mesmerized, Jacyn, stared at it as he ran his tongue over his lips. If he had one dying wish, it would be just to have a few more minutes alone with Logan so he could slowly lick every inch of that tight body.
“How come you never look at me that way anymore, sweetie?” Jared grinned as he directed that question to Kevin.
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