The Angel Pack 10 - Home

by Walsh Maggie

  “I want to be your mate. I want to be yours.”

  “Then when you’re ready, we’ll mate,” Raphael said with a smile and kissed Evan gently.

  “I am ready. I have wanted you since the moment our eyes met. I was so afraid that once you knew the things that I had done, you would reject me. I know this is probably too soon, and we have only started to get to know each other, but I love you, Raphael. Every time I am with you, I fall more in love with you. It broke my heart to think you would reject me, but I knew how much I wanted you, and I needed to tell you everything.”

  “It’s not too soon. We know how we feel, and I love you, too, mate.”

  Evan gasped, and tears rimmed his eyes. “You do?”

  “Yes, Evan. I fell in love with you the day I saw you through the window vacuuming. You were dancing around, and you looked so adorable. I knew right then that I would do whatever I had to do to make you mine.”

  Evan leaned in and kissed Raphael softly. He slid his tongue out and across the seam of Raphael’s lips. His mate didn’t disappoint him. Raphael opened his lips, and Evan slid his tongue inside to tangle with his mate’s. He twisted so that he was fully facing Raphael and their bare chests were pressed together. Evan moaned into Raphael’s mouth from the feel of their hard cocks making first contact with each other.

  Raphael slid his hands around Evan’s waist and held him close. He slid one hand down Evan’s slick flesh and cupped his ass. Evan shivered from all the wonderful sensations. It had been over ten years since he had another man touch him, and even then it was just a quick fuck in the back seat of the guy’s car. This was different. It was so much more. It was his mate and he loved him. Evan thrust his fingers through his mate’s hair and held him close as their tongues dueled in his mouth. Raphael deepened the kiss and took control.

  Raphael thrust his hips forward, and Evan slipped down slightly, their cocks rubbing together. Evan gasped as he felt the size of his mate. His hole twitched in anticipation of the long, thick pole he felt pressed against his. He wanted to see his mate in all his naked glory. He wanted to taste Raphael and feel his cock slide into his body.

  Raphael broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Evan’s. “Gods, I want you, mate. I want to feel our bodies entwined as our skin glides together. I want to feel you open up to me and wrap around me.”

  “Yes, my mate. I want to feel you inside me.” Evan panted breathlessly.

  Before Evan knew what was happening, Raphael stood up with Evan in his arms, walked them to the shower, and cleaned them both hurriedly. Suddenly, Evan felt the cool sheets of his bed against his heated flesh. His legs opened wide to allow Raphael to settle between them. Their bodies were pressed together from head to toe, and Evan loved the feel of Raphael’s weight pressing him down against the mattress below. Raphael reclaimed Evan’s mouth as his hands roamed freely over Evan. Evan grabbed onto strong shoulders and held Raphael close. He slid his hands down Raphael’s hard, muscled back and up again. Gods, his mate had a magnificent body.

  As shifters, they aged differently than humans. Evan was two hundred fifty-three, but only looked like he was in his early thirties. He wasn’t sure exactly how old Raphael was, but Micah was almost three hundred fifty, so Raphael was definitely older than that. From the storied he told, he and his wife Maxine didn’t have Micah until he was over a hundred. So his mate was coming up on at least four hundred fifty, but he only looked as if he were in his late forties. He had a few grays in his temple, but not one wrinkle or ounce of fat could be found on his mate’s body.

  Raphael released his lips and began kissing his way down Evan’s throat. He licked and sucked his way down to his collarbone and chest, finding Evan’s hard nipple. Evan cried out and bowed off the mattress when Raphael took the nub between his teeth and gently bit and tugged on the flesh. Slowly, Raphael licked his way across Evan’s flat stomach as he caressed Evan’s sides, settling his hands on Evan’s hips. With the tip of his tongue, Raphael laid a line from Evan’s belly button to the crease between his groin and thigh.

  Raphael hummed as he breathed Evan in. “I am captivated by your scent, mate.”

  Raphael continued to lick and tease him but never touched the place Evan wanted him to the most. His cock ached for his mate’s attention.

  “Lube,” Raphael growled out.

  The sound sent a shiver up Evan’s spine. He reached under the pillow beneath his head, extracted the tube, and then tossed it to Raphael. It landed on the sheet beside him, and Raphael grabbed the tube and looked at Evan with a raised brow.

  “I haven’t been with anyone in over ten years. A man’s gotta take care of his needs somehow,” Evan answered sheepishly.

  Raphael gave him a bright smile and popped the cap open, pouring a generous amount of the slick on his fingers. He put the tube aside and went back to licking and sucking the insides of Evan’s thighs. Evan thought he was going to lose his mind from the anticipation. Just when he was about to release a frustrated growl, Raphael licked the tip of his leaking cock.

  “Mmm,” Raphael moaned in appreciation. He took another swipe across the tip before engulfing the blunt head in his mouth. Evan’s body arched as Raphael sucked him hard. Slowly, torturously, Raphael took more of Evan’s cock into his mouth and then began to twirl his tongue around his hard, heated flesh, causing lights to flash behind his closed lids.

  A wet finger pressed against his crease and found his puckered hole. Raphael’s fingers rimmed the wrinkled flesh for a moment before Evan felt the tip of one finger enter him. At the same time, Raphael took his shaft to the back of his throat and swallowed. Every fragment of Evan’s mind exploded at once.

  Raphael continued to lick and suck his cock as he added a second and third finger into Evan’s tight hole. He scissored his fingers until Evan’s muscles relaxed. Then Raphael added a fourth finger. He twisted and turned those fingers and pressed in deep, hitting Evan’s pleasure gland. Evan’s hips shot up off the mattress, causing his cock to thrust deep within Raphael’s throat, but the man never gagged once. He swallowed around Evan’s cock again as he pegged his gland again. Evan couldn’t hold off any more and he shot his load deep down Raphael’s throat.

  Raphael swallowed and continued gently sucking until he drained Evan of every drop. Raphael pulled back and released Evan’s spent cock.

  * * * *

  Raphael couldn’t believe it when his mate confessed to having not been with a man for over ten years. He knew that he would have to take great care in preparing Evan to take his cock. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt his man in any way. He sucked Evan’s beautiful cock with expertise, trying to take Evan’s mind off the intrusion of his fingers gliding in and out of his silken channel. When he added the fourth finger and found Evan’s gland, his mate shot off the bed, and Raphael had never seen anything so erotic. The arch of his chest created a sensual line. Raphael thought he would blow his load just from the sight. When he felt Evan’s sac pull up tight against his body, Raphael knew his mate was about to go over the edge. He doubled his efforts and sucked him to the back of his throat while pegging his gland again.

  When Evan shot his release, Raphael knew he would never get enough of Evan’s taste. It was salty, yet tangy, and Raphael wanted to taste his mate every day for the rest of his life. Raphael released Evan’s cock and moved back. Kneeling between Evan’s thighs, Raphael coated his shaft with the slick and moved closer, lining up the tip of his cock with Evan’s puckered star.

  Raphael grabbed Evan’s thighs and pressed forward. The bulbous tip popped past the outer ring of muscle, and they both groaned from the action. Slowly, Raphael pushed in until he felt his balls against Evan’s fleshy mounds. His eyes closed at the euphoric feeling of Evan’s silken cave wrapped around him. Raphael took a moment to not only let Evan adjust to his size but to control his own desire.

  “Please move, mate. I need more,” Evan begged breathlessly.

  Raphael opened his eyes and looked at Evan’s fac
e. His eyes met Evan’s beautiful green gaze, and his heart clenched from the trust and love he saw within those pools. Raphael pulled back until just the tip of his cock remained inside. He began pumping in a slow, steady stroke. His gaze glued to his mate’s face, Raphael watched every moment of his pleasure. Evan was a beautiful man, but he was stunning in his desire.

  Raphael felt the need to quicken his pace and claim his lover’s body, as well as his heart and soul. He couldn’t hold back his animal anymore. His wolf was delighted that they were finally within their true mate’s body. Raphael wrapped his hands around Evan’s hips and changed his angle. He increased his thrusts and pegged Evan’s prostate with every inward slide. Evan went wild. He arched and writhed. He threw his head back, pressing it into the pillow. Evan’s neck muscles strained, he closed his eyes, and from his slightly parted lips escaped the most erotic moan.

  The sound pushed Raphael’s own desire higher. He tightened his hold on Evan’s hips and started to thrust harder into Evan’s hole. “Oh gods, mate, yes! Raphael! Oh gods, Raphael, harder! Take me, make me yours.”

  Raphael growled from Evan’s words. Their passion so scorching it ignited them both. Raphael’s cock began to throb and pulse with his impending orgasm. His canines ripped through his gums, and he could feel his wolf clawing to come out. He had had plenty of sex in his life, some incredibly hot nights with Alessandro, but this was like no other he had ever experienced before. Joining his body with his mate’s was like nothing he had ever imagined. Raphael wrapped one hand around Evan’s cock and started to stroke him in sync with his thrusts.

  His eyes zeroed in on the erotic curve of Evan’s throat, and his wolf growled inside his head, “Claim.”

  Evan snapped his head in Raphael’s direction, his eyes opened wide. They were full of lust and want. “Yes, mate. Claim me.”

  Raphael released Evan’s hip, but not his cock, as he dropped down to lay flush against his mate. Their sweat-soaked skin slid together, and Raphael claimed Evan’s lips, thrusting his tongue inside. Evan grabbed his biceps tight, and Raphael could feel Evan’s nails dig into his flesh, the slight bite causing his wolf to growl his approval. Raphael freed Evan’s lips and began to lick his way across his throat.

  “Claim me,” Evan cried and thrust his head back, exposing his neck fully.

  Raphael could feel his eyes glowing with his wolf from the sight. He zeroed in on the pulsing vein. He licked his lips, lowered his head, breathed in the titillating scent that solely belonged to his mate. Raphael swiped his tongue across Evan’s throat, where his neck met his shoulder, and Raphael struck, sinking his canines into Evan’s flesh.

  His mate’s blood washed over his tongue, and Raphael knew there was nothing else in all creation that he wanted, needed, or desired more than this man who claimed his heart. Evan thrust his fingers through Raphael’s hair, cupping the back of his head and holding Raphael against him as his other arm wrapped around Raphael’s shoulder and he held on tight.

  Raphael set a punishing pace as he drew Evan’s essence into him. He needed more. He needed to own and be owned by this man. He needed to make sure they were together every day for the rest of their lives.

  Raphael quickened his strokes around Evan’s cock. The walls of Evan’s channel clenched around his cock so tightly that Raphael could hardly move. Then he felt the warm explosion of Evan’s release bathe his stomach. The scent of his mate’s release added to his desire. Raphael pulled his head back, freeing Evan’s flesh. He licked his bite closed and then placed his hands on the bed on either side of Evan’s head.

  Straightening his arms, he lifted himself above his mate and snapped his hips harder, fucking his mate feverishly. His balls pulled up tight against his body, and his cock throbbed, needing the release only his mate could provide. He went taut, flexing his arms and straining his neck as he threw his head back and roared Evan’s name at the same time he heard his mate scream his name. A steady stream of pearly ropes shot from his balls, releasing his seed deep within his mate.

  Waves of heat and completion rippled through him. Raphael lowered himself and pressed his chest to Evan’s, cocooning him. Raphael lifted his chin, exposing his throat to his mate.

  * * * *

  Evan thought he had died and gone to heaven. Raphael played his body like an instrument, and Evan came apart beneath him. He had never been so vocal in his lovemaking, but his mate brought out the beast in him. His wolf clawed and scratched inside him, delighted to finally be with his mate. Raphael’s cock was so big and thick, it filled him completely, making him feel like he would be ripped in two, but the sensation was the most delicious thing he had ever experienced. He wanted to live forever impaled on his mate’s cock.

  When Raphael’s release exploded inside him, Evan felt complete for the first time in his life. Then his mate’s strong, muscled chest pressed down on him, and he felt content. Evan opened his eyes in time to see the look of pure love in his mate’s eyes, right before the powerful alpha raised his chin, exposing his throat to Evan.

  He was confused. He didn’t know what to do. The overwhelming emotions rolling around inside him made tears spring to his eyes. This big strong man, an alpha, was exposing his throat to him. This was so wrong. Evan began to panic. He shook, and his breathing became labored. Raphael lowered his head, and their eyes met. There was a soft look of understanding in Raphael’s gaze.

  “Claim me, mate. Bite me and make me yours.”

  “But…you’re an alpha.”

  “And you are my mate. You are the only man I will even offer my throat to. Now claim me,” Raphael said with a smirk, then lifted his chin and lowered his throat to sit before Evan’s lips.

  Evan’s wolf growled inside him and Evan felt his canines rip through his gums. “Mine,” Evan growled right before he struck, sinking his teeth into Raphael’s flesh. The first pull of his mate’s blood caused Evan’s head to spin and he felt as if he were floating outside his body. He saw them standing naked in a field of wildflowers, their arms wrapped around each other and the warmth of the sun bathing their skin. Raphael looked into his eyes like Evan was the most precious thing in the world, and his heart filled with happiness.

  A bright light exploded around them, and Evan found himself back in his bed with his mate. He released Raphael’s throat and licked his bite mark closed. Raphael slowly pulled from Evan’s body, and Evan felt the emptiness. Rolling to his side, Raphael wrapped his arms around Evan and pulled Evan with him. They lay wrapped together, their bodies entwined as they tried to catch their breaths. Evan loved the feel of his mate holding him and wanted this feeling to stay for the rest of his life.

  Chapter 8

  Maddy stepped out the front door of the alpha’s house. The storm had dropped more than three feet of snow on them over the past three days. The front patio and walkway were already cleared, but the driveway still remained buried, some of the drifts reaching five or six feet in places. They had all just finished breakfast, and were cleaning up and getting their warm winter gear on. Then they would all be coming out to chip in to dig out the cars that hadn’t been put away in the garage and to dig out a path to the garage so they could get the plow out. Maddy had volunteered to head out first and start shoveling the path to the garage.

  He grabbed the shovel that was leaning against the house and turned. His eyes roamed over the beautiful landscape glittering like white diamonds as the sun reflected off the snow. He would need his sunglasses or risk being blinded by the brightness. He turned his attention to the forest. The limbs of all the pines hung heavy with the snow, and it reminded Maddy of a Christmas card.

  He took a step toward the stairs, and motion to his right caught his attention. Maddy turned to find Mitchell at the far end of the cleared patio, sitting with his back against the house. His knees were drawn up against his chest, his arms were crossed over them, and his chin rested on his arms. Mitchell stared out in front of him, and Maddy felt his heart pull from the lost look in his foster brother’
s eyes.

  He leaned the shovel back against the house and walked to where Mitchell sat. Maddy placed his back against the house and slid down until his ass hit the cold patio and he mirrored Mitchell. He bumped Mitchell’s shoulder with his.

  “So? What’s up, Mitch? Everything okay?”

  “Yeah,” Mitch whispered.

  “Aren’t you freezing your ass off just sitting here?”

  “Yeah.”

  Maddy looked out over the snow-covered yard and sighed. “So do you want to talk about it?”

  “No. There’s nothing to talk about,” Mitchell answered softly.

  “You found your mate the other day, and since then, the two of you have only been alone together once, and that was for five minutes. I know how scary it is to find your mate at a young age―damn, to find your mate at all. I’m sure it’s freaking you out. I’m here if you need me,” Maddy offered.

  After Mitchell remained quiet, Maddy tried again. “I know I was a prick most of the time, but it was because I was afraid. I also ran from my mates because I was afraid, and it nearly killed Josh. It’s definitely scary to think about having to watch out and take care of another person or, in my case, two other persons, but when you stop to think about it, you also have another person or persons to watch out for you and to take care of you, and that’s a great feeling.”

  Mitchell turned his head and looked at Maddy with a raised brow. Maddy gave him a smile and laughed softly. “Yeah, I know, the I-don’t-need-anyone Matthew getting all sappy about his mates and his feelings, but that’s the point I’m trying to make. Having your mate only makes you want to be a better person. They make you want to make them proud. The love I have for my mates is like nothing I even knew existed, and the love they give back to me is so overwhelming that it sometimes scares me even more than when I found them.”