Secrets [The Angel Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Maggie Walsh

  Gabriel slid two fingers into his mate’s tight, hot hole and Taylor bucked against him, releasing his earlobe as he cried out. “Yes…oh yeah…That’s it, take my hole, show it who’s boss…show that hole who it belongs to,” Taylor cried out. Gabriel was getting hotter at Taylor’s words. He loved when his mate talked dirty to him during sex.

  “I love that mouth of yours, sweet baby. Talk dirty to me some more as I fuck you with my fingers.” Gabriel slid a third finger in. Taylor bucked against him again, throwing his head back and arching his back. Gabriel latched onto Taylor’s nipple and started to gently bite the nub. Taylor went wild, he started thrusting his hips back, impaling himself on Gabriel’s fingers. “Oh fuck, Gabriel! Yes, ram those sticks of pleasure into me…fuck me with those sausages. Oh yeah…keep your fingers in me and shove that two-by-four you call a cock into me at the same time…I want all of you inside me babe…Fuck me, Gabriel…I’m ready. Fuck me now, my mate.” Gabriel released Taylor’s nipple and pulled his fingers from his ass, Taylor moaned in frustration at the loss. Gabriel grabbed Taylor’s hips and lifted him up. “Guide my cock to your perfect hole, sweet baby.” Gabriel growled out the order. The command in Gabriel’s voice made Taylor shiver and he reached a hand between them and grabbed Gabriel’s cock, placing the blunt head to his hole. Gabriel pushed up at the same time his forced Taylor down onto his cock, impaling him to the hilt in one thrust. They both cried out at the pleasure. Taylor grabbed onto Gabriel’s shoulders as he started to bounce up and down on Gabriel’s cock. Gabriel held tight to Taylor’s hips as his beautiful mate took his own pleasure and gave Gabriel more pleasure than he had ever had before. He closed his eyes and just let his body feel every thrust, every pant of Taylor’s breath as it brushed across his face, every inch of his mate’s tight hole as it stretched for him, then gripped him. His wolf clawed at him to bite their mate, to reclaim him. It had been too long since the last time and his wolf needed their mate’s total submission.

  Gabriel grabbed onto Taylor’s hips and took over control. He started slamming into Taylor. Taylor cried out, “Yes, my mate, that’s it…Oh God yes! Gabriel!” Gabriel slammed into Taylor harder, faster. Taylor was in a state of bliss at Gabriel’s dominance over him and his body. He leaned back until he hit the table. Taylor put his elbows on the table and both he and Gabriel moaned at the new angle. Gabriel stood up, pushing Taylor’s body back across the table. Plates, dishes, and food pushed back and fell off the other side of the table, but neither one of them cared. Taylor lay spread out on the table, ass over the edge as Gabriel drilled into him. Gabriel grabbed the backs of Taylor’s knees and bent them up and back until Taylor was almost bent in half. He kept pounding into Taylor as he threw his head back, the cords in his neck straining. Taylor couldn’t talk. He could hardly breathe. Taylor was in heaven. Nothing in this world was as wonderful as this moment, this feeling of belonging to someone. Of having someone belong to just him. He felt cared for and loved. He felt wanted. The heat started building in his spine as his balls pulled up tight to his body. Suddenly his teeth exploded through his gums, causing Taylor to stiffen up for a moment. Gabriel noticed and dropped his head and looked at Taylor. Gabriel gasped from the sight of Taylor’s teeth.

  Gabriel dropped down onto his forearms, slightly slowing down his rhythm as their sweat-soaked bodies now slid against each other. “You’re so beautiful, sweet baby. I love you so much.”

  “I love you, too, Gabriel,” Taylor whispered softly. “I’m gonna come, Gabriel,” he said breathlessly.

  “Come with me, sweet baby. Claim me,” Gabriel said and exposed his neck for Taylor.

  Taylor’s eyes went wide and his wolf came to the surface. “Mine!” Taylor growled and then he struck. His teeth broke through Gabriel’s skin and Gabriel closed his eyes at the ecstasy his body was in. His orgasm hit him like he never felt before. He came so hard and for so long. His mate drinking from him and claiming him at the same time made his orgasm go on for what felt like hours. His body stiffened, locked inside Taylor, his eyes were closed and his breath was caught in his throat and it felt like he and Taylor became one soul. He emptied his release into Taylor until he felt Taylor lick his bite closed and he could feel his seed start to run out of Taylor.

  Taylor was in total bliss. Nothing else mattered in the world but his mate. The biggest, most intense orgasm of his life hit when the taste of his mate’s blood washed over his tongue. He was in heaven, he felt his body floating on the pleasure as their souls meshed together and they became one. The feel of Gabriel’s release inside him sent him completely into a euphoric state. He heard Gabriel grunt and it pulled him back from his heavenly state. He released Gabriel’s neck and licked the bite closed as he felt Gabriel’s cum dribble out of him. They both opened their eyes and stared at each other.

  “Wow,” Gabriel whispered.

  “Yeah. Wow,” Taylor agreed. Then a smile broke out on his face, “You took me to heaven and brought me back. God I love you, Gabriel.”

  “You took me to heaven with you, sweet baby. I love you so much,” Gabriel said as he caressed Taylor’s cheek with his hand.

  “I think we chased everyone away.” Taylor giggled.

  “I think you’re right. I didn’t even know they left. Then again, I didn’t even know they were here once you climbed up onto this table.” Gabriel chuckled.

  “Yeah, I made a mess, huh?” Taylor laughed.

  “Totally worth it,” Gabriel said as he leaned down and kissed Taylor softly on the lips.

  “I guess we get to clean up after dinner tonight?” Taylor laughed again.

  “Again, totally worth it.” Gabriel laughed.

  “How about we clean all this up then go take a shower together? I can’t wait to take a shower with you.” Taylor purred as he wiggled his body under Gabriel’s.

  “That sounds like a great plan to me, sweet baby,” Gabriel said then claimed Taylor’s lips again.

  Chapter 10

  “I thought I told you to get that little tart away from Micah’s whore? You failed. Again.” Hillary Brighton growled out in frustration.

  “What the hell was I supposed to do? They busted into his apartment at the club in the middle of the night and took him. I haven’t seen him since. And all I could get out of Doc Evans was that Taylor was sick and they called in some expert shifter doctor who knows how to treat humans, too,” Dale answered in frustration.

  “I don’t care what you have to do, little brother, just make sure those two human whores are dead. Do you hear me? Gods you’re such a pathetic loser. You can’t do anything right. You failed to kill Micah’s little whore with the lights at the club. How hard is it to cut some wires so the light could fall on his head?” Hillary screeched. She turned and headed across the small apartment that Dale lived in. She went to the cupboard and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. She twisted the top off and took a big swig from the bottle.

  Dale crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the counter. “It’s harder than it looks,” he said.

  “How hard could it be? Cut the damn wire and the thing crashes down on his head.” She took another swig.

  “Very classy, Hill. Want a glass?” Dale asked in disgust.

  She slammed the bottle on the counter and turned to him with rage in her eyes.

  She stalked up to him and grabbed him by the throat. “Don’t you ever disrespect me, you insignificant little piece of shit. Unless you want me to call Daddy and tell him. While I’m at it I can tell him about all your activities here, I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to learn that you bend over and take it up the ass.” She slapped him across the face as hard as she could and turned away. She went back to her bottle.

  Dale lifted his hand and held the spot on his face that his sister just slapped. It hurt like hell, but he wasn’t gonna let her see him cry, she would only use that against him. “I’m sorry, Hillary. I know I messed up, but I couldn’t be up there when the wire was cut or they would have found me. I had to set i
t up to fall when Jesse was on the stage and I was behind the bar. I didn’t know Micah was going to be there that night and save Jesse just in time. Please don’t call Papa,” Dale said in a scared, meek voice.

  He cut that wire perfectly so that the weight of the lights would pull on it and come crashing down to the stage while Jesse was singing. He didn’t want any of the other guys that worked at the club to get hurt, they were his friends. He spent six years making a home and a life for himself at the Angel pack. He was sent here to do anything he could to get Micah to go back home to their birth pack in Montana. Micah didn’t even know Dale was from his birth pack. Dale was born after Micah left the pack. Micah was supposed to take over his father’s pack when Alpha Angel Sr. was ready to step down. A deal was made between Alpha Angel and his father when Hillary was born. She was an Alpha female and dear old dad wanted her to take over the pack when she got older, so he blackmailed Micah’s father into the deal. If Alpha Angel didn’t agree to Hillary and Micah marrying and mating when the time came, then Dad would go to the council and tell them that Alpha Angel was secretly involved with a warlock and they were working on developing a serum that could make vampires go rogue. So that when enough vamps went rogue, and caused enough bloodshed, the council would declare war against the vamps and it would be open season. All other paranormals would hunt and kill vamps. Then they would use the serum on other paranormals until it was just the wolves and the witches left. The douchebag warlock was so power hungry, that Dale was sure that once they pulled that off, he would turn on the wolves, too. But Alpha Angel didn’t see it. All he saw was that vamps killed his parents, his wife and one of his children and he wanted to kill all vamps for it.

  His wife, Micah’s mother, wasn’t his mate, but she was the love of his life. Micah was two at the time, and his mother was pregnant with her second child, which would have been Micah’s brother, when she was killed by a rogue vampire. Micah’s dad never told Micah what happened. He was so consumed with hate for the vamps but he didn’t want to put that on his son. He figured that by the time he was ready to step down and Micah would take over, that his plan to wipe out all the vamps would have come to pass and Micah wouldn’t have to deal with it. The Alpha adored Micah. Would do anything for him. When Micah told him he was gay, the Alpha got scared for Micah’s safety and agreed that it was best Micah left. He didn’t care that Micah was gay, but the rest of the pack would. So he told the pack that Micah had gone off to see the world, to learn everything he could about life, so that when the time came he could be a better informed Alpha for the pack.

  But now Alpha Angel was dying, He had come to the end of his life journey and no one knew how much longer he could hold off. There was no one to take over the pack. By law it belonged to Micah. Upon his father’s death, Micah could either take over or name a new Alpha. Dad, being the idiot he was, wanted Micah back home. He believed that he and Hillary could control Micah, but they didn’t know that Micah was gay. Well, not until Hillary showed up out of the blue and started snooping around. That moron Thomas called her and told her that Micah found his mate. Why he would do that, gods only knew, but he must have thought it would help his cause in trying to get his own claws into Micah.

  Dale worked his ass off trying to fit into this pack and get everyone to trust him. He was sent here by the gruesome twosome to keep an eye on Micah and to try to get him to go home. Yeah right. But then the moment he saw Micah he wanted him for himself, he would call home once a week as promised and tell them whatever they wanted to hear. It was working great until Jesse came into the picture. Jesse was Micah’s true mate, and didn’t that just suck. Dale wanted Jesse out of the picture for himself. Then Hillary strolled into town and he had to pretend it was all for her. So he rigged that light to fall, but Micah saved Jesse. Then Hillary found out Micah was gay and went on a rampage. She figured if we got Taylor away from Jesse that it would break Jesse’s heart and he would run after Taylor and leave Micah behind, then we could kill them both. But now that got blown to hell because Taylor got cancer. He really liked Taylor, he was an awesome guy, and he didn’t want him to get hurt. They really did become friends over the past few months. He wasn’t about to tell Hillary about Taylor’s cancer, or the genius doc from California. He wanted the doc to save Taylor. But now what was he going to do? Hillary was on a rampage again.

  He couldn’t keep doing this. This was a great pack, a family. This was what a pack was supposed to be like, everyone helping each other and encouraging each other and not judging them for who they were or who they slept with. He wanted to stay here. He never wanted to go back to his sick, twisted, evil father, or sister. He was going to have to do something that would send Hillary home, or kill her.

  “Are you even listening to me? What the hell is wrong with you? Well, besides everything. I don’t care what you have to do, just get rid of Micah’s whore!” She slammed him against the wall and he heard something crack. She stormed out of his little apartment and slammed the door. He slid down the wall and held his ribs while he waited for them to heal. “Please don’t make me have to go back home to them, please. Tell me what to do. Gods help me.” Dale sat there and cried.

  * * * *

  “So, sweet baby, are you ready to head out and try to shift?” Gabriel walked into the living room, where Taylor, Jesse, Christian, Crew and Xander sat around with their eyes glued to the big screen.

  “Shhhhhhhhhh!” was the collective answer he received. He walked up to the back of the couch so he was standing behind Taylor. Gabriel placed his hands on his mate’s shoulders and whispered, “Wanna go shift, baby?”

  “Can it wait just a few more minutes, Big G? This is almost over,” Taylor whispered, without taking his eyes off the television.

  “What are you guys watching that’s so interesting?” Gabriel asked as he sat on the back of the couch and started rubbing Taylor’s shoulders.

  “You should see this, Gabe. It’s incredible how much the humans get wrong and how much they get right,” Crew answered without taking his eyes off the television.

  “Shhhhhhh!” everyone said again and then they all jumped at what happened on the television. Even his big bad enforcer brothers jumped. Gabriel had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop from laughing. He looked at the big screen and watched what was happening, then he, too, jumped with the rest of them. “Whoa! What was that? And who is that, wow?”

  “That’s Dean Winchester, and that’s his brother, Sam,” Jesse answered. “Hot, right?”

  “Hell yeah,” Gabriel answered as his attention was now focused on the show.

  “Oh really?” Taylor said in a huff, turning to glare at his mate.

  “Not as hot as you, sweet baby. Not even close.” Gabriel tried to cover his mess up.

  “Uh-huh.” Taylor continued to glare at him.

  “You’re looking too sweet baby,” Gabriel said with a big smile he hoped would work on his mate.

  “True.” Taylor relaxed and turned back to the screen.

  Gabriel blew out his relief as he relaxed and watched. “So what is this?”

  “It’s called Supernatural. It’s great. It’s on every week,” Christian said.

  “Supernatural? Really? Like we don’t live it, you have to watch it, too,” Gabriel said but kept watching. Suddenly the screen went black and the credits started. “Wait, what happened?”

  “If you weren’t talking so much you would know.” Jesse got up in a huff and walked out.

  “What’s up with him?” Gabriel asked.

  “It’s his favorite show and he hates when anyone talks during it. Don’t worry, Big G, he’ll get over it,” Taylor said as he came around the couch and slipped between Gabriel’s legs. “So you said something about shifting. Can we go now?”

  Gabriel wrapped his arms around Taylor’s waist and pulled him in for a quick kiss. “Of course we can, sweet baby. Let’s go.” Gabriel stood up and took Taylor’s hand. They left the room and walked through the kitchen to get to th
e back door. Gabriel held it open for Taylor and they walked out into the cool night air. They started stripping their clothes and then draped them over the backs of the patio chairs. Once they were both naked Gabriel grabbed Taylor around the waist and pulled their bodies together. Taylor’s half-hard cock was rubbing against his thigh and it made Gabriel instantly hard. He leaned forward and kissed Taylor gently as Taylor’s arms went around his neck. They stood there kissing, holding onto each other until they heard someone clear their throat. They pulled back and turned their heads to see who it was. Jesse and Micah stood there just outside the door, both looking in any direction but at them. Taylor and Gabriel both laughed at the sight they made.

  “Jesse just…um…wanted to see Taylor shift, if that’s okay?” Micah said, still not looking at them.

  Taylor giggled. “Of course that’s okay. I want you here when I first shift Jess. Well, when I first shift that I know about.”

  “Thanks, Tay. So how do we do this without looking at all your bits and pieces?” Jesse asked.

  “How about we go walk out to the grass, sweet baby, and then we’ll turn our bits and pieces away from our audience.” Gabriel snickered.