Boone's Baby [Scent of a Mate 9] (The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection)

by Stormy Glenn

“Do you still want to claim me, baby?”

  Jackie lifted his head to look up at Boone. “I’m a shifter, aren’t I?”

  Boone chuckled as he tightened his arms around Jackie. “That’s what I’ve heard.”

  “Then yes, I still want to claim you.”

  Jackie knew he’d be stupid not to. He still wasn’t sure about all the shifter business, but he wanted Boone in his life, however he could get him.

  “Why now, Jackie? Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled, but a couple of days ago you were yelling at me to get out and never come back. You threatened to report me to the council if I touched you again. What changed?”

  “I had an epiphany last night while I was lying here watching you sleep.”

  “What sort of epiphany?”

  “I felt safe, and it’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way.” It was hard to describe being afraid to someone who’d probably never felt scared a day in his life. Jackie lived in an almost constant state of fear.

  “You know I’ll protect you no matter what. You don’t have to—”

  “That’s just it, Boone,” Jackie insisted. “I don’t have to. You’ve never forced me to do anything I didn’t want to do, even if it hurt you. Do you know how rare that is?”

  “It’s not that rare, I can promise you. I see it every day with my brothers and their mates.”

  “For me, it is rare. And lately I seem to have the innate ability to draw every freak in existence to me.”

  “I am not a freak.”

  Jackie sighed. “I wasn’t talking about you or your family. I was talking about that asshole who kidnapped me and used me as his own personal guinea pig.”

  Boone’s jaw clenched.

  Jackie reached up and soothed the tight jaw with his fingertips. “I can’t say I’m not afraid anymore, because I am. But I know you’ll do everything within your power to keep me safe.”

  “I will, Jackie. I swear it.”

  Jackie smiled as he leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to Boone’s lips. “And that’s why I want to claim you. You care about me.”

  “I do, Jackie, more than you could ever know.”

  Elation rushed through Jackie at Boone’s words. He took it as Boone’s okay and leaned in for another kiss, this one longer and harder. Hotter. Jackie groaned as heat suffused his body. He ached, every nerve in his body feeling as if it were being stimulated at the same time.

  Opening his eyes, he glanced down, his heart beating faster when he saw brown eyes looking up at him. When Boone began planting small kisses over his heated skin, a cry fell from Jackie’s lips and he arched into the air. Jackie panted heavily, aching with need.

  “Boone!” Jackie cried out when the man nipped at him. A moment later, Boone soothed his tongue over the small bite before moving on to more skin. Boone’s hands weren’t idle either; he caressed Jackie, slowly driving him out of his mind. Jackie didn’t even have the brainpower to form a thought. All he could do was lie there and soak up the pleasure shooting through his body.

  “I love touching you, Jackie. Your skin is so soft.”

  Jackie wanted to answer, but his thoughts fragmented as Boone continued his hungry exploration of his body. Every little touch made his body tingle.

  Jackie’s breath came out in a long, surrendering moan instead. Boone had moved farther down his body, licking and kissing his fevered skin.

  A spurt of hungry desire spiraled through him when he felt Boone’s mouth take him in. Boone slowly caressed the head of Jackie’s cock with his tongue, licking each inch, the slit in the top, then down under the edge of the head before Boone swallowed him down to the root.

  “Bo-Boone, you have to stop.” He was too close to coming. It felt too damn good.

  Boone lifted off of Jackie’s cock with a pop, then grinned down at him. “How do you want to do this?”

  “Why don’t we start with you on your back?”

  When Boone rolled over and stretched his large body out, Jackie nearly swallowed his tongue. There was a whole lot of man right there, and Jackie intended to make that man his.

  Jackie leaned down and nuzzled the soft skin of Boone’s neck. He inhaled deeply and breathed the spicy scent in. No one smelled as good as Boone Marshall. Jackie was burning with a fever of lust so deep, so strong, he felt as though every cell in his body were going to explode with the need.

  Taking his sweet time, he slowly kissed a trail down Boone’s smooth neck and past his collarbone until he came to Boone’s nipple. With a stroke of his tongue over the tiny bud, Jackie teased the hardened nub before latching on to it with his lips and sucking it into his mouth. He rolled it between his teeth, then lapped at the sensitive flesh.

  Boone arched off the bed, bucking against Jackie as a breathless moan escaped his lips.

  And Jackie felt like a god.

  He had done that. He had driven that sweet moan of ecstasy out of Boone’s mouth. Not even the most pleasurable orgasm could bring Jackie to the heights of happiness that knowledge took him to.

  Jackie quickly grabbed the bottle of lube off the nightstand and lubed up his fingers. He liberally coated the lube over each finger, his body hardening further at the thought of what he was about to do.

  After placing the bottle back on the nightstand, Jackie slipped his hand down to rub his finger over his mate’s hole. The man’s muscles were so tight that Jackie was a little worried he would hurt him.

  Gradually, sensually, Jackie traced his fingers from the tip of Boone’s tailbone down his ass crease to his balls, and then back again. Not only was Jackie repeating this action to relax his mate, but it was bringing him immeasurable pleasure, as well. The feel of Boone’s body under his fingers sent spikes of fire through Jackie’s body, shooting the flames straight to his cock.

  The ache was so deep that it was torture.

  Once Boone relaxed and Jackie knew the man had grown used to his touch, Jackie pressed a slick finger against Boone’s snug entrance.

  Boone’s tight circle of muscles clenched and pulsed as if trying to draw that teasing fingertip in. Jackie pressed in a little more each time he thrust his fingers in, pushing in and out until he could add another finger.

  After moving his free hand down between their bodies, Jackie traced his fingers over Boone’s hard cock as he continued to drive his fingers in and out of the man’s ass. Boone’s deep groan was like a living, breathing aphrodisiac for Jackie.

  He ached for that sound, wanted, needed to hear it.

  His cock was so hard he thought it might shatter at the smallest touch. It was throbbing for release, for the right to claim Boone. Jackie wanted to consume Boone. The urge was so overwhelming that it took Jackie to the brink of madness and beyond.

  When Boone started rocking back, milking Jackie’s finger like a hard cock was already in his ass, Jackie groaned and pushed in another digit. He pumped it slowly in and out of Boone’s ass, showing his mate what he wanted, what he needed, what he most desired.

  The heat of the tight channel was enough to make Jackie’s cock impossibly harder. The pleasure was to the point that his orgasm rode the edges of the abyss. Jackie drew in a ragged breath, reaching for control, clinging to the last shred of sanity he held.

  When he knew he had a measure of control, Jackie pulled his fingers free and reached for Boone’s leg, then pulled it up toward Boone’s chest. The position would give Jackie easier access and keep Boone from having to bend too much. He didn’t want Boone to start feeling uncomfortable, so he quickly positioned his cock at Boone’s opening and slowly pushed inside.

  Jackie ground his teeth at the tight fit of Boone’s body around his cock. Good god, it felt so fucking right, so damn mind blowing. He wasn’t even all the way seated inside the man, and already his skin was humming with his climax. Jackie ground his teeth harder, refusing to come so quickly. He wanted to enjoy Boone’s body for as long as possible.

  But the tight grip…oh, hell.

  Letting out a long moan, Jackie bur
ied himself as deep inside Boone as he could go, groaning as his cock was enveloped in tight, wet heat. His heart struggled to keep up with the demands his arousal was placing on it. Once he was all the way in, he paused, holding on to his control by a thread—a thin thread that was quickly unraveling.

  Jackie started moving his hard length in and out of Boone’s tight hole, slowly at first, pulling almost completely out and then pushing his thick cock back in. He was overwhelmed by the heated tightness surrounding his hard shaft and the look of pure ecstasy on Boone’s face. Soft moans escaped Boone’s throat. The fingernails digging into Jackie’s arm told him that he was hitting Boone’s sweet spot with every thrust.

  But it wasn’t enough.

  Jackie needed more.

  So much more.

  “I need you to roll over, Boone.” Moving his hips back, Jackie carefully pulled out of Boone.

  The sight of Boone on his hands and knees was breathtaking. Jackie spared a second to drink in the man’s perfect backside. Boone’s puckered hole was swollen, making Jackie’s cock throb to get back inside the tight heat. He lined his aching cock up and pushed inside. Jackie groaned when he felt Boone’s body welcome him with searing heat and a tight grip.

  Jackie wanted to stay buried in the man’s body. He wanted to forget the world outside existed as he remained in paradise forever. Boone was so responsive, so sensually appealing to Jackie. As he eased back down, his cock slid out until just the head stayed inside. When he pushed up, his cock sank deep inside Boone’s body. Jackie began to move harder, faster, and deeper.

  “Jackie.” Boone gasped. His head rolled back and he roared as he came hard. Jackie buried his face in the soft skin between Boone’s shoulder and neck, breathing in his spicy scent. That fragrant aroma of his mate, combined with the smell of his release, was making Jackie crazy.

  A fine tremor shuddered just under Boone’s skin as Jackie skimmed his lips along the side of Boone’s neck. The sensual response only fueled Jackie to gently nibble, leaving a trail of red marks behind.

  “Tell me you’re mine, Boone,” Jackie demanded in a rough tone that told him he was so close to his own release. He wanted to hear those words on Boone’s lips. Jackie was desperate for the man to say that Boone belonged to him.

  “Yes,” Boone cried out. “I’m yours, Jackie.”

  His cock pulsed at the man’s shouted proclamation. “Mine!” Jackie snarled in return, the silent beast inside of him pushing to the forefront as he kissed Boone’s throat. Jackie felt his teeth unsheathing. He nuzzled Boone’s neck, licking and nipping the heady flesh beneath his lips. A low rumble sounded in his throat as he sank his teeth into the soft skin between Boone’s neck and collarbone.

  As he bit down, the sweet taste of his mate drove Jackie over the edge. His cock, already impossibly hard and huge in Boone’s ass, erupted with endless spurts of seed, bathing his mate’s channel and marking the man with his scent.

  Jackie held tightly to Boone as his back arched and his climax swept him over the edge, clouding his vision. He shouted Boone’s name as his body shattered into a thousand electrifying sparks of pleasure.

  Jackie gasped when the knot at the end of his cock extended to anchor him into place inside of Boone. He shook and shuddered with the last of his climax, and Jackie had never been happier to experience something like the knot than he was in that moment.

  Boone was his.

  Unable to unlock himself from his new mate, Jackie tightened his arms around Boone and collapsed onto the bed, then rolled them both to their sides. He leaned up on his elbow and examined the bite wound he had left, tracing the healing scar with tender fingers before licking at the mark.

  “Will it scar?” he asked.

  “Yes. It will tell everyone that I’m mated.”

  Jackie grinned at the pride in Boone’s voice and leaned down to stroke his tongue over the bite mark. He totally expected the slight quiver that rocked Boone’s body.

  Jackie shuddered when he felt the knot recede. He groaned as his softening cock slid slowly from Boone’s ass. He’d stay there forever if he could, lost in the deep pleasure of his mate’s body.

  He smiled with pure satisfaction as Boone nuzzled the mate mark on his neck. He tenderly stroked the sweat-damp hair back from Boone’s face when his mate lifted his head.

  “You’re mine now.”

  Jackie grinned. “I’m good with that.”

  Chapter Ten

  Boone woke with a jerk and sat up. This time, there was no hot, wet suction around his dick. He glanced around, trying to figure out what woke him. Nothing seemed to be out of place, and he couldn’t hear anything except the usual nighttime sounds, but…

  A small whimper from the man beside him caught his attention. Boone scooted down next to Jackie and drew the man back into his arms. When Jackie whimpered again and then jerked, Boone knew something was wrong.

  “Jackie, baby?” He gave the man a little shake.

  Jackie’s whimper became a cry. His body jackknifed as if propelled by an unseen force. Boone sat up so he could grab Jackie and keep him from falling off the bed.

  “Jackie, wake up.”

  Boone pulled his hand back when he felt something move under Jackie’s skin. A smattering of light-colored fur sprouted up along Jackie’s arm. Crap. Jackie was shifting, or at least his animal, whatever it was, wanted to come out.

  Boone tumbled back off the side of the bed when Jackie suddenly screamed and sat up. He landed with a heavy—and painful—thud. He had just enough time to draw air back into his lungs before Jackie screamed again.

  The pain in his mate’s voice drove Boone into a sitting position. He looked over the edge of the bed just in time to see Jackie’s body begin to contort as he shifted for the very first time. It was painful to watch, bones cracking and reshaping, muscles stretched beyond their limits.

  Jackie’s screams were the worst. Boone wanted to rage, to kill whatever was making his mate cry out in such anguish. Except there was no enemy to kill, no one to make pay for the excruciating pain his mate was suffering.

  He knew from personal experience that the first shift was always the hardest. No one had ever told him that watching his mate shift for the first time was even worse. If Boone could take this on so Jackie wouldn’t suffer, he’d do it without question.

  When movement on the bed stopped and the screams trailed away to heavy panting, Boone blew out the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

  Now for the tricky part.

  Boone moved slowly, not wanting to startle the beautiful cat stretched out on the bed. He froze when the feline’s head snapped in his direction. A low warning growl came out.

  Boone growled back.

  The cat lowered its head to the mattress, laying it down between its paws. Boone reached out and gently stroked his hand through the soft tan fur. He smiled when the cat began to purr.

  “Well, I guess we know what type of shifter you are.”

  An extremely large lion.

  Boone could tell Jackie was nervous, and considering Jackie’s history with shifters, he could understand it. He also knew that Jackie had nothing to fear from those in the Potter’s Creek Pride. Now that they were doubly mated, Jackie was part of the pride. They would protect Jackie to the death, just as they would want to be protected.

  Boone reached across the bench seat and grabbed Jackie’s hand with his own. “You have nothing to be afraid of, baby. They’re going to love you.”

  Jackie grimaced as he glanced down at the outfit he wore. “We’ll see.”

  The shorts were plain denim, the short-sleeved shirt cotton. Simple enough, but that’s where simple ended. The shirt was white with a colorful splash of rainbow colors across the front and a V-neck collar. Jackie’s toenails and fingernails were painted hot pink, his sandals the same color. His hoop earrings and bangle bracelets matched.

  “I think you look hot.”

  Like, incredibly hot. Those denim shorts hugged Jackie’s
ass like a second skin, and they were short enough to show every inch of Jackie’s long legs. The shirt he wore wasn’t skin tight, but close enough. It was easy to see that Jackie was in good shape.

  Jackie rolled his eyes. “You would.”

  Boone grinned as he gave Jackie’s hand a gentle squeeze. He might be huge in his lion form, but he was still smaller than Boone in his human form. Boone knew he needed to be careful with his mate. He never wanted to see Jackie in pain again. He was glad shifting would get easier from here on out. Watching him go through his first shift the previous night was more than enough for Boone.

  “You have nothing to worry about, baby. Kye said he and the others are whipping us up a big lunch. They’re all very excited to meet you.”

  “I’ve met Kye.”

  “True, but you’ve never met him as my mate or a member of our pride.”

  Jackie didn’t look reassured.

  “Baby, I’m serious. They’re going to love you.”

  “I guess.” Jackie sounded even less reassured than he’d looked.

  “Didn’t I tell you I’d protect you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then don’t worry about it. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

  Jackie sighed. Deeply. “That’s easy for you to say. You’ve been a shifter all your life. I haven’t. I’ve never belonged to a pride or really had anything to do with shifters beyond what Drummond did to me. I think I have a right to be worried.”

  Boone had to give him that.

  “How about if you need to leave, you just tell me and I’ll drive you home.”

  Jackie’s eyes rounded. “You’d do that? You’d leave the party and take me home?”

  “Of course I would.” Boone frowned. He wasn’t sure if it was because Jackie had never experienced a shifter mating before or because of the assholes he might have dated in the past, but he had no confidence in what it meant to be mated. “You’re my mate, Jackie. I’d do anything for you except compromise your safety.”

  Jackie’s cheeks flushed before he glanced away. “I know you keep saying that, but…”

  “But what, baby?”