by Maggie Walsh
Jesse studied his smiling face for a minute then nodded. “Okay, if you’re really fine?”
“I am,” Taylor said overenthusiastically. “Really. Go. Go bounce on your mate and have fun, you deserve it. I really am okay.”
“Okay, but one more thing?” Jesse asked.
“Shoot.”
“Are you really going to move out? I don’t want you to go. You’re safer here. With me,” Jesse pleaded.
“I don’t know, Jess. I’ll probably stay. I was just feeling sorry for myself thinking about my parents and growing up.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Don’t think about those assholes, they don’t deserve you. You’re better off without them and their anger and judgments.” Jesse stood up and started for the door.
“You’re right, they don’t.”
“So what are you gonna do on that?” Jesse asked, pointing at the computer.
“Maybe I’ll take Lexi’s suggestion and look up some porn.” Taylor laughed, wiggling his eyebrows.
“I don’t want to know,” Jesse said, laughing as he opened the door and started to leave. He turned back to Taylor. “If you need me, you know where to find me.”
“Yup, right under Micah.” Taylor laughed. Jesse made a face at him. “Yeah, Yeah, I know. Go, and thanks again, Jess,” Taylor said with a smile. “Lock the door behind you, would ya?”
Jesse made another face at him and locked the door, pulling it closed behind him as he left.
When the door closed, the smile dropped off Taylor’s face. “You, too, Jesse? The only person I had on this whole fucked-up planet, the only one I always knew had my back, the only one I knew was there for me. That at least you wanted me. Now I have no one. I have no one to help me through this. I’m all alone now, Jesse. Micah stole you away from me. God, I gotta get out of here,” Taylor said on a frustrated breath. He got up and went to Micah’s bar in the corner and poured himself a glass of Micah’s finest vodka. He took a long drink. “Damn that’s good shit. Of course only the best for the Alpha.” Taylor refilled his glass and went back to the computer.
* * * *
Jesse walked into his and Micah’s bedroom to find Micah sitting on the bed leaning against the headboard, ankles crossed, looking at some papers in his hands, and he was very naked. He looked up when Jesse entered and smiled.
“Be careful there, babe, we don’t want any paper cuts on some very vital organs.” Jesse laughed as he walked over to the bed removing his shoes, then shirt.
“Mmmmm, now that’s what I’m talking about,” Micah said as he licked his lips at the sight of Jesse’s creamy skin. Micah stacked all the papers from the bed and laid them on the nightstand, as Jesse removed his pants. “Gods I love that you go commando,” Micah said and reached out and grabbed Jesse around the waist, pulling Jesse down on top of him. Jesse shifted so he was straddling Micah’s lap. Their now hard cocks rubbed together, pressed between them. Micah rested a hand on Jesse’s hip as his other hand reached up and he ran his fingers through Jesse’s hair. He looked at Jesse with so much love and adoration. Jesse placed his hands on Micah’s broad chest and started running them up and down, caressing Micah’s chest and shoulders.
“I think we should make it a rule that we can’t wear clothes when we’re in this room,” Micah said as he twirled Jesse’s hair around his finger.
“Okay, but I don’t think you would appreciate me striping in the hallway before I come in.” Jesse laughed.
Micah growled. “Hell no. But once we step behind that closed door, no clothes allowed.”
“You know, I kind of like that rule. To always have this gorgeous body of yours on display for me. To look and touch whenever I want. I like it.” Jesse wiggled his eyebrows.
“You can look at me and touch me anytime you want, baby. I’m all yours.” Micah leaned forward and captured Jesse’s lips with his. Jesse opened his mouth to Micah and their tongues slid against each other. Micah’s tongue explored every crevice of Jesse’s mouth. When air became necessary Micah pulled back and opened his eyes. “Damn I love kissing you.”
“Then why did you stop?” Jesse asked.
“That took awhile downstairs. Is Taylor okay?” Micah asked, concerned.
“He needed to get some fears out and just cry, but I think he’s okay now. He said he was, and he looked a lot better when I left,” Jesse said, then leaned forward and licked and kissed Micah’s neck.
“Hmmmm, good. He’s such a great person. I hope everything’s okay now.” Micah’s eyes were closed as he enjoyed Jesse’s hands, lips, and tongue against his skin.
“He’s good, but I’m not,” Jesse said between nibbles.
“You’re not? What can I help you with that will make you happy, baby?” Micah asked as he caressed his hand up Jesse’s side and around his back.
“I have this empty feeling inside me, this hole that needs to be filled,” Jesse said and licked the shell of Micah’s ear, causing a shiver to go through Micah. Jesse smiled.
“Oh yeah? And what would you like me to fill it with?” Micah asked, grabbing the lube from under the pillow and squeezing some on his fingers, he tossed the bottle aside.
“I don’t know, I think I need something big and thick and hot and hard.” Jesse ran his tongue across Micah’s pecs to his nipple and started to flick it with his tongue.
Micah hissed as Jesse gently bit his nipple. “I think I have exactly what you’re looking for right here,” Micah said and pushed a finger into Jesse’s tight hole, causing Jesse to release his nipple as he cried out from the intrusion.
“I think I need more.” Jesse moaned then went back to teasing and biting Micah’s nipple. Micah added a second finger, sawing them in and out, stretching Jesse. Jesse licked across Micah’s chest to his left nipple to give the hard peak the same treatment. Micah added a third finger, causing Jesse to cry out again.
“I’m ready, Micah. Please, my mate,” Jesse begged. Micah pulled his fingers out and used the excess lube to slick up his cock. He grabbed Jesse’s hips and raised him up. Jesse helped by kneeling up and grabbing Micah’s cock and guiding it to his hole. Jesse slowly lowered himself onto Micah’s cock and didn’t stop until he was fully seated. He pressed his hands to Micah’s chest and straightened up, throwing his head back. “Yes! Oh…God…Yes! That feels so incredible…So deep…Soooo full.”
Micah’s hands tightened on Jesse’s hips and he sat up and latched onto Jesse’s pierced nipple, licking and tugging on the small ring. Jesse started to lift himself up slowly till just the tip of Micah was inside of him. He lowered himself back down, slowly impaling himself. Jesse’s hands went to Micah’s shoulders to help steady himself as he picked up the pace.
Micah pulled back and their eyes were level. Micah stared into Jesse’s eyes as Jesse lifted then lowered himself on Micah’s cock. Jesse’s eyes started to close from the pleasure. “No,” Micah growled out in command and Jesse’s eyes snapped open to look at him. “No, baby,” he said in a softer tone. “Don’t close those beautiful eyes. Just look at me. I want to see you when you come. You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”
They stared into each other’s eyes as Jesse started to pick up the pace and Micah started to thrust his pelvis up into Jesse, holding onto his hips so he didn’t bounce him off. Micah couldn’t hold back and started to slam up into Jesse. Jesse was fighting to keep his eyes open against the pleasure that was consuming him. Jesse felt the heat building in his groin as his balls pulled up against his body. He couldn’t hold off much longer. His lips parted and he panted out Micah’s name. “I know, baby, come with me,” Micah said breathlessly. Jesse clamped his muscles down around Micah’s steel shaft pounding into him. The friction of Micah’s tight abs against the sensitive underside of his own cock did Jesse in. He started to shoot his seed between them as he felt Micah’s hot release hit the walls inside him and he came with a scream. “Miiiiiccccaaahhh!”
Micah came so hard his vision blurred but he continued to stare into
Jesse’s beautiful eyes, watching all the changing emotions and pleasure run through his mate. It connected them in a whole new way, on a whole new level. Micah couldn’t explain it. He could see all of Jesse’s pleasure, all his love and joy behind those eyes and it was an incredible feeling. Micah was lost in Jesse’s eyes as he felt Jesse’s hot cum shoot between them.
Jesse collapsed against Micah’s chest as they both tried to catch their breath and slow their heartbeats. Micah wrapped his arms around Jesse and held him tight.
Chapter 3
Sebastian sat on a lounge chair out on the back patio just watching the tree line. He just stared intently into the trees like he was waiting for something.
Damn, why won’t he just go back inside? What is he waiting for? I don’t want to see anybody right now, much less talk to anyone. Gabriel thought to himself. He sighed in resignation and stepped out from the tree line and slowly pawed his way over to the patio and started to walk past Bass.
“Shift back, buddy. I’m not going away,” Bass said to the big dark brown wolf with the golden highlights. Gabriel shifted back effortlessly and Bass handed him a pair of sleep pants. Gabriel nodded his thanks, then put the pants on.
“Have a seat, tell me what’s going on. Nobody has seen you in five days. Where ya been?” Bass just stared at him. Damn him and his all-knowing eyes. It’s so freaky sometimes. Gabriel thought to himself as he looked at his best friend.
“I really don’t want to talk about it right now, Bass. I just want to go to bed,” Gabriel said and started walking toward the house. He stopped dead in his tracks and whipped back around at Bass’s words.
“Aren’t you tired of denying your mate and sleeping alone with your heartache?” Bass said calmly as he just stared straight ahead into the tree line.
“How? When?” Gabriel asked in surprise.
“How did I know that the very beautiful, very funny Taylor is your mate? That you are not only one very lucky man to have actually found your mate, but to have a mate as beautiful, funny, and sweet as Taylor?” Bass laughed softly. “Well, the first clue was all the growling you do around him, or whenever anyone mentions him. Like you’re doing right now.” Bass shifted his eyes to look at Gabriel sideways, with a smirk on his face, then looked back to the tree line.
Gabriel flinched, not even realizing he was growling. He sighed and dropped down heavily in the lounge chair next to Bass. “Am I that transparent?”
“Well, I am your best friend, so I know you pretty well. But yes, to everyone who truly knows you, yes. We know you’re not cold and emotionless. We know you’re just shy and hide behind that emotionless mask to protect yourself. But we also know that you have the biggest heart of all of us. And I know that that heart gets hurt very fast, so you stay away from getting too close to anyone so you can protect that heart. But, it’s time to step out from behind that mask, risk your heart and claim your mate.” Bass turned to look at him.
“I can’t, Bass. At first I was just so in awe of the incredible gift that fate gave me, that I couldn’t breathe most of the time, forget speak. I just couldn’t find the words. Now I let too much time pass. He’ll never want me because I was too chickenshit to tell him right away. He deserves a mate who will protect him and keep him safe and happy. Not a mate like me,” Gabriel said, defeated.
“You would make a great mate, Gabe. Your big heart makes you the perfect mate for Taylor. Because I believe he needs someone just like you. He needs you. There’s a lot in his past that has caused him great pain and he needs someone to help heal him. Someone who will make him feel like he’s important, that he belongs, that he’s wanted.”
“He is wanted. I want him. I just don’t know how to talk to him. He’s so perfect, Bass. He’s smart and funny and outgoing and sexy as hell. Then look at me.” Gabriel’s shoulders dropped as he looked down at his lap.
“I don’t have to look at you, buddy. I know you better than anyone else in this world. Just like you know me better than anyone, and I know, without a doubt, that you and Taylor will be perfect together. Once the two of you get out of your own ways,” Bass said gently.
“What was fate thinking pairing us up? He’s so much better than me. I don’t deserve a mate lik…”
“That’s enough of that.” Bass interrupted him. “I’m not above knocking you on your ass and beating the shit out of you for talking about my best friend like that. Even if it is my best friend speaking like that. I don’t think you give yourself enough credit, and I don’t think you give Taylor enough credit. I think if you explained all of this to him, honestly and from the heart, he’ll be excited to know he has a mate, too. Just like Jesse. Those two are so close that I think with Jesse mating Micah and now having long life, that Taylor is spinning out of control. He’s probably thinking that he’s going to age normally for a human and get old and die and Jesse is going to basically stay looking the age he is now and live possibly another six to seven hundred years. How would you feel if you were in his shoes? Coming into this whole new life, this whole new world, and all of us are going to be just like this for hundreds of years and he won’t. He’s gotta be scared shitless.”
“I never thought about it that way. You’re right, I need to talk to him. I need to try to explain to him. But how man? I’ve never been good at this kind of shit. Opening up and sharing what’s inside isn’t something I do, you know that,” Gabriel said.
“I know you think that, because of the way you grew up. The way your father treated you, but you open up to me, to your brother Cass and to your cousin, Micah. I know you can do it with your mate. Fate is never wrong. Taylor is the other half of your soul, literally. You were made for each other. Go talk to your mate, man.”
“Thanks, Bass. You know I hate when you do that, right? That all-knowing shit.” Gabriel gave him a small smile.
“Yeah, I know, but remember, I’m older than you. I got my gift already, and it comes in very handy sometimes.” Bass smiled back.
“Being able to see inside someone and pull up their memories, conversations, and feelings must be exhausting. Doesn’t it ever bother you?” Gabriel asked.
“Most of the time yes, but I’m learning better how to control it so I can shut it off. Doesn’t always work, but I’m getting there.”
“I wonder what gift I’ll get. Raith is able to control water, Micah got GPS and you got seeing into someone’s soul, I hope I don’t get any of those.”
“GPS?” Bass laughed.
“Well, what would you call it when he can pretty much find anyone, anywhere on the planet, like a thread pulling at him?” Gabriel asked.
“Only if he has their scent.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” Gabriel sighed. “I guess I need to man up and go find my mate. We have a long overdue conversation we need to have.” Gabriel stood up.
“He’s not here. He already left for the club.” Bass shrugged.
“But it’s only six. He doesn’t have to go in till eight,” Gabriel said in confusion.
“You’ve been gone for five days, Gabe. He’s changed since you took off. Where did you go anyway?” Bass questioned.
“I ran around in my wolf form for a day until I got tired, then I realized I was somewhere in upstate New York and I found a town, got a room and just stayed there until this morning when I decided to come home and face the music. Is Micah pissed?”
“A little, but I think he’s trying to understand. How did you get a room with no clothes or money?” Bass asked.
“I stole some clothes off a line in someone’s yard and when I got to the hotel I called Cass to rent the room for me,” Gabriel said shyly.
“That fuck. I asked him if he heard from you. So did Micah. The little shit said no,” Bass huffed.
“Wait a minute. Did you say Taylor changed since I left? How? What happened?” Gabriel sat back down.
“Well…” Bass hesitated.
“Just spit it out, Bass.” Gabriel growled.
Bass let out a huge sigh. “M
an I hate this. After he went into Micah’s office that day…”
“When he was crying and he yelled at me,” Gabriel said softly and hung his head.
“Yeah, that day. Well, he stayed in Micah’s office for about six hours and Micah finally had to break the door down to get in.”
“What? Why?” Gabriel asked in shock.
“He wasn’t answering the door. So we all tried to talk through the door to get him to come out, but he couldn’t hear us. Lexi even tried the back door.” Gabriel growled. “There’s nothing going on between them, buddy. Lexi would never try to steal your mate.” Gabriel just nodded at him, so Bass continued. “You know how useless it was trying to talk through a door that’s soundproof? So Micah finally broke the door down and Taylor was passed out on the couch. He drank a whole bottle of Micah’s best vodka. We thought he was… well…you know, because a human can’t handle that much alcohol. But he was just passed out. So Micah carried him up to his room and we called the pack doc. He had to pump his stomach.” Gabriel’s face was one of pain and horror as he listened to what Bass was saying about his mate. “So Jesse was a mess, blaming himself for leaving Taylor alone. For believing Taylor when he said he was okay. He finally woke up the next morning. Jesse, Micah, and Lexi stayed with him the whole time. Jesse never let go of his hand. When he woke up he was hung over, but okay. He apologized to Micah for drinking all his vodka and to Jesse for lying to him about being okay when he wasn’t, and to everyone for worrying us. He slept most of that first day, but the next day he got up early and got Lexi to take him into town. They were gone for hours. When they came back, he had this whole new look. He looks fucking fantastic by the way. You gotta see it, man. One side of his head is shaved to the scalp and the back is short, but the top and the other side is really long, he pushes it over to the one side and it hangs down over his face, and he dyed it platinum blond with the tips blue. Even hotter than before.” Gabriel’s eyebrows raised with interest. “So then he went to work that night and didn’t come home till sun up. Then slept all day until about four, got up, got dressed, went to the kitchen, grabbed something to eat from the fridge, and headed back out to the club. That’s what he’s been doing since.”
