Flynn, Joyee - Victor [Marius Brothers 4] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  We sat down, and Malachi answered Pat, explaining everything. Damian and I jumped in with what we’d learned from Reggie and explained that the man had been worried we would hurt Malachi before he knew we were mated. When we wrapped up, a half an hour had passed by and I could see Noah thinking so hard that I could almost smell the smoke coming out of his ears.

  “I’m sorry, Malachi,” Noah whispered after a few minutes, staring at my mate. “I was taken by demons several months ago and held prisoner. I know exactly what they’re capable of, and I think it’s commendable you survived it all with your sanity intact. I hope you can forgive me for the way I reacted. I was scared, about ready to piss myself in fear when I smelled demon.”

  “You can’t help the way you feel.” Malachi shrugged. “Can we just move past this though? I mean, do you still want me to leave?”

  “No, you’re part of this family now,” Noah answered with a soft smile and reached across the table to take my mate’s hand. Malachi stared down at their joined hands in confusion for a moment.

  “He’s comforting me, right? I feel better since he touched me.” Malachi glanced between me and then back to their hands.

  “Yes, baby,” I answered with a smile at how quickly my mate caught onto things. “Noah’s showing you his acceptance and that he’s not afraid to touch you anymore.”

  “Cool. I’m not afraid to touch you anymore either, Noah.” He smiled widely at my brother’s mate as I rested my hand on his thigh. “I apologize if I don’t know the right way to do things or what to say, but I promise to try.”

  “That’s all you can do, Malachi,” Micah said as he stood and looked at me. “We’ll fix this, brother. I’ll tell all this to Riley and Marian. Please just give them a chance to apologize and accept him. Don’t leave, Victor. That would break my heart, and I’m not sure this family would ever be able to recover from that.”

  “As long as you can promise he won’t be a threat against my mate,” I replied after a moment’s thought. Micah gave me a nod before turning and heading for the door. “I love you, Micah. I never meant to put you in this position and cause your mate pain.”

  “I love you, too, Victor,” he said with a soft smile as tears formed in his eyes. “You shouldn’t have to deal with this backlash from finding your mate.”

  He left before I could say anything, and I felt the need to comfort my mate. I picked Malachi up off the chair and sat him down on my lap, wrapping my arms around him. He snuggled back against my chest as he ran his hands over my arms, comforting me as I tried to do the same for him. This wasn’t the warm reception I’d always hoped for the day I brought home my mate, but Malachi was worth it. I just prayed he knew I didn’t agree with Riley.

  Chapter 6

  We were exhausted as we made our way up to our rooms. I knew it wasn’t the long drive for either of us, but the drama that had happened since we’d been home. As much as I knew sleep was what we both needed, I knew we needed to be together even more. I swooped Malachi up into my arms as we walked up the stairs.

  “I always wanted to carry my mate to our rooms the first time they saw it.” I explained as he let out a yelp and then stared up at me.

  “Were you planning on being mated to a woman?”

  “Nope. I just figured no matter my mate’s sex, I’d be bigger than them,” I answered, leaning down to lick his lips. “I like being the bigger one. Plus, who says men can’t be carried and swept off their feet? Romance isn’t only for those who have breasts.”

  “I’m glad you think so.” He giggled as he started unbuttoning my shirt as we reached our door. I was glad right then that we were on the other side of the house from Micah and Riley’s rooms. “I like being in your arms. I love that you seem to want to touch me as much as I desire it.”

  “Any chance I can get a repeat performance of what I saw at the gas station?” I nipped at his neck as I walked us through the sitting room and directly into the bedroom. “You presenting yourself for me like that was maybe the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

  “You like me to be submissive, don’t you?”

  “I want to you to be who you are, baby,” I said seriously. “I liked that you trusted me enough to offer every inch of your body to me.”

  “Would it be bad if I thought I was submissive?” he asked as I lowered him onto his feet. I didn’t say anything as I watched him get naked in record time as I did the same. “I like that you take the lead and tell me what to do. And not just because I’m not sure what I’m doing half of the time. Even in the shower when I knew we were going to play, I liked that you took charge. Does that make sense?”

  “Yes. You like me to be your dominant male.” I growled as he sat down on the bed. His eyes went wide as he nodded, and he scooted to the middle of the bed. I knelt on it, crawling towards him slowly as if stalking my prey. His dick was hard as nails and leaking pre-cum, so I knew he wasn’t scared. “I think you were going to give me a repeat performance, weren’t you, Malachi?”

  “Oh yes,” he groaned and rolled over on his hands and knees. Lowering his shoulders to the bed, he reached back and pulled the cheeks of his ass apart. “Please, please, Victor, finger me. I want to feel you inside me again. I need you, my dominant male.”

  I moaned and quickly squeezed the base of my cock hard so I didn’t blow already. My mate offering himself up to me, begging me to be inside of him was more than I could take. His tight pink hole was twitching at me as if begging to be filled as well. I wanted to mark his firm little bubble butt with my handprint and tie him down to my bed for the rest of his life.

  “Victor?” Malachi whispered as he let go of his ass and rolled over so he could look up at me. “What did I do wrong?”

  “You did nothing wrong, baby,” I said as I gestured to my cock. “You did everything right. It was so right I was ready to come before we even got started. I want you so much that I wanted to become a wild animal and fuck you into the bed and then have you star in all my dirtiest fantasies.”

  “Okay,” he panted as his eyes went wide with his mouth partially open. “It was the begging, wasn’t it? You liked that I offered myself up to you and begged you to take me.”

  “Oh yeah, so fucking hot,” I growled as I reached for his hips. “Trust me, baby, you’re going to love this.”

  He squeaked as I lifted him up off the bed and threw one of his thighs over each of my shoulders. I was kneeling on the bed, so he was almost upside down as I buried my face in his groin. Malachi cried out as I spread his ass wide open for me and I licked his hole.

  “I love it, I love it,” he chanted loudly over and over again as he braced his hands on the bed. I ate his ass like a starving man, licking and nipping every inch of flesh I could get.

  Then I thrust my tongue into him, swirling it around inside of him several times before going as deep as I could. My mate cried out then, and the muscles of his ass clamped down on my tongue, a sure sign he was coming. I kept tongue fucking him as he rode out his orgasm, making the hottest little noises that left me wanting more.

  “Who do you belong to, Malachi?” I growled, needing to hear him declare he was mine right then more than I needed air. When he finished coming, I lowered him back down to the bed, groaning when I saw his seed had landed all over his face, neck, and chest. I leaned down and licked some off of his nipple as I stared up at him. “Whose nipple is this, baby?”

  “Yours, all yours, Victor,” he panted as he arched his back, and I growled my approval.

  “If I wanted to suck on it all day, or bite it until you came—what would you say to that?”

  “Whatever you want, my mate. I’m yours to take, love, lick, suck, fuck, bite, or anything my mate wants to do to me that makes him happy.”

  “You really are submissive,” I purred, loving his answer down to my toes. “No one else but me, right baby?”

  “Never, I swear it,” he moaned loudly as I licked up every bead of cum on his chest before moving to his neck. His cock
got hard again, and I could feel it against my stomach as I moved. “You own me, Victor, heart, body, and soul.”

  “You own me, too, baby.” I licked a large drop off of him, keeping it on my tongue as I then licked his lips. “See the way you taste? So sweet and tart at the same time. I’m addicted to your cum the way I am to this perfect body, your big heart, smart brain, and everything else about you.”

  “Take me, Victor, I’m ready,” he whispered as he cradled my face in his hands. “I need you to claim me that way at least if you can’t bite me.”

  “Do you want me to because you’re scared to lose me or because you want us to make love?”

  “Both. I–I’m not sure,” Malachi said and then bit his lower lip to keep quiet as he seemed to think about it. “I want you inside of me. Yes, I’m scared of losing you, and I wish you could claim me as your mate for real, but that’s not only why I want you. I want both, all of it. Does that make sense?”

  “So you’re giving me your virginity because you’re ready and want me to have it, right?”

  “Yes.”

  “Not because you think if I take your virginity, I won’t send you away then?”

  “No. I don’t think you’d ever send me away,” he answered as he rubbed his thumb over my lips. “I wish I could claim you, I won’t deny that. But I want you to take my virginity and make love to me because I want you to have me in every way possible. I’m ready and give you all of me, Victor. I love you with all my heart and soul.”

  “God, I love you, too, baby,” I said as my eyes started itching. “So much it almost hurts. You can’t ever leave me, Malachi. You promised you belonged to me, and I’m going to hold you to that.”

  “I’m yours forever, Victor. I give you my virginity. Take me as only you will, my mate.”

  “Are you sure?” I asked as I leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the lube. “We can wait as long as you need.”

  “I love what we’ve done, but I’m ready for more,” he answered with a whimper. I smiled down at my baby as he spread himself wide for me as I moved between his legs. “I want you, Victor.”

  “You have me, my love,” I said firmly as I poured slick on my hand, rubbed it into my cock, and added more to my fingers. I leaned over him as I moved my hand between his legs and pushed in a finger. Malachi moaned loudly as he grabbed onto my shoulders as we stared into each other’s eyes. “Would you let me have you star in my fantasies, baby?”

  “Yes, god, yes,” he purred, his eyes going wide as I pushed in a second finger. My tongue had already loosened his ass up for me to stretch him a little bit quicker than I had thought. “What would you want me to do?”

  “Well, I have one fantasy about my mate always wearing a toy in his ass for me. It’s called a butt plug, and it would keep you ready and stretched so anytime I wanted you, I could just bend you over and take you,” I drawled as I nibbled on his lower lip. “I’d stretch you out every morning in the shower while on my knees sucking your gorgeous cock. Then I could play with it and this hot ass that’s mine all day.”

  “I like it,” Malachi whispered as a huge smile broke out on his face. “Anything to get your mouth on me every morning.”

  “Well, I wouldn’t have you sleep with it in after we made love before bed.” I scissored my fingers inside of him to make room for a third finger. “That would be uncomfortable overnight I think. But that would also give me the excuse to play with you every morning.”

  “What else do you fantasize about?” he asked, gasping when I pushed in a third finger.

  “You know how I like being your dominant male?” I waited until he nodded before continuing. “There’s a time every once in a while I don’t want to be the dominant one. I want to be the one taken care of and just let go. Does that make sense?”

  “Yes, sometimes you want me to take over the control.”

  “Exactly,” I whispered against his lips and gave him a soft kiss. “I’ve always had this fantasy that my mate would tie me down to the bed and spend hours making me come with all the toys I’ve been saving for that day. I think it would be hot for you to use vibrators and dildos and all sorts of sexual toys on me.”

  “As long as you show me how to use them first.” The little imp winked at me. I growled at the visual I got of Malachi riding my cock while I used a vibrator on his sac and dick. “I’m ready, Victor. I need to feel you inside of me.”

  “Oh yeah,” I groaned as I pulled out my fingers. I moved his legs wider as I lined up my cock. Watching his face, I started to push into his hole slowly so I could make sure I didn’t hurt him. His eyes fluttered closed as he let out the mother of all moans and arched his back for me. He looked like an angel, my angel. “Open your eyes, my mate. I want you to see who’s taking your virginity and pleasing you.”

  “I know who is whether my eyes are open or not,” Malachi replied as his eyes snapped open. I thrust in and out slowly, letting his ass get used to me before pushing more of my nine plus inch cock inside of him. “I’ve never wanted anyone but you, and I never will.”

  “Good, because I’d have to kill anyone else,” I snarled, the idea of anyone being inside my mate making me see red. “No one else ever, baby. I’m a very, very jealous man.”

  “No one else, ever.” He agreed firmly as he reached up and cupped my cheek. “I love, want, and desire only you, Victor.”

  “I feel the same for you, Malachi.” I gave one last, soft thrust until I bottomed out inside of him. He cried out when I moved his legs over my arms, changing the angle so he took more of me into him. “This is home—being with you like this feels like I’ve come home for the first time.”

  “I’m not sure what that means, but I feel as if my soul is complete finally.”

  “It means the same thing,” I said before kissing him. Once I knew he was ready and trying to move under me as if silently signaling me to take him, I pulled back out until only the head of my cock remained inside of him. Then I thrust back in gently but faster than I had pulled out. He gasped in my mouth, and I took full advantage and slid my tongue over his.

  As if on some primal instinct, Malachi moved his hips up to meet my thrusts. We kept kissing as sounds of our lovemaking filled the room. There were no words that needed to be said right then. Everything we felt was being told in the way our bodies moved. As we both got closer to our orgasms, I started thrusting into him harder and faster.

  “Claim me, Malachi,” I whispered after having broken the kiss so I could look into his eyes. “This is our true moment of mating. I give myself to you willingly and pledge myself to you forever.”

  “I love you, Victor,” he said as I tilted my neck to give him better access. Malachi gave me a long, slow lick before gently sinking his fangs into me. I cried out as I started to take him harder than the slow, gentle loving I’d planned. It was as if my animalistic instincts took over and I wanted to brand my mate from the inside out.

  Malachi lifted his head and screamed out in pleasure when I changed the angle of my hips so that I was nailing his sweet spot on every thrust. He filled the space between our bodies with his cum as his ass tightened around my cock and demanded my orgasm. I roared out my release, shouting his name as I filled his body with my seed.

  “I feel you inside every inch of me,” Malachi moaned, and I knew he wasn’t just talking about my cock. I felt the same way as if he had invaded my very soul. We lay there panting, wrapped around each other in the glow of our mating and the gift he’d just given me. “It was the most amazing experience of my life, Victor. I’m so glad it was with you.”

  “Me, too, baby. I feel the same way,” I whispered in between placing kisses on his neck. This was the moment I’d always dreamed of when I’d thought about being mated. We weren’t just two people in love who’d just had sex. We were two halves of one whole, tied together for the rest of our days. And I couldn’t be happier about it.

  * * * *

  A few days later we were heading downstairs to the sitting
room where the household always had drinks at six thirty before dinner promptly at seven. Malachi was fidgeting with the Band-Aid on his arms from earlier. We’d talked with Micah, and he’d taken blood samples from both of us. He wasn’t sure if he could talk Riley into testing them, but if not, Micah said he’d watched his mate enough to do some preliminary tests.

  It seemed Riley and Marian had also sat down and talked with Micah and Mother. Mother was hopeful, thinking Marian just needed to understand to overcome her fear, but she wasn’t so sure about Riley. Micah thought his mate would come around eventually. He’d confided in me that he’d caught Riley staring at his tattoo in the mirror that morning.

  Riley’s tat was a rendition of a statue of the angel of mercy, and it was huge. It started slightly below the nape of his neck and went down to almost the small of his back. The tips of the wings touched each of his shoulders. At the base, there was engraving on it, just like you would find on a statue in the cemetery: Marcus, Carolyn, Blake, Maria, Meghan, and Angela Johnson, along with the date it had happened.

  Noah on the other hand was welcoming Malachi with open arms. He and Patrick had loaned my mate clothes that fit him, showed him tricks so he wouldn’t get lost in the mansion, and helped him do some online shopping.

  Mother had set up a learning schedule with him and had purchased a series of videos that helped children learn how to read. It never even crossed Malachi’s mind to be offended. He wasn’t prideful like that. He’d been grateful for the help and excited to learn. Again I couldn’t help but compare him to a ball of energy.

  “Okay, I like wine.” Malachi smiled at me moments later after he’d sampled some of the glass I’d given him.

  “You have to be careful with wine, Malachi,” Marian said quietly as she seemed almost partially hiding behind Gabriel and using him as support at the same time. “In this house they drink nothing but the best wine. But there are lots of different kinds, and some are horrid.”