Forever Mate: Mikhail & Jace (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

by Stormy Glenn

  And that was just what he did, groaning when his body was flush against Jace’s. Mikhail closed his eyes then froze, savoring the feeling of his mate wrapped around him. He also needed just a moment to regain control, if he could. As it was, he felt like he hung on by a thread.

  “I guess this means we’re skipping the foreplay again?”

  Mikhail’s eyes popped open, and he stared down at Jace. The man had a slight smirk on his face, one eyebrow arched. Mikhail chuckled, unable to stop himself. He moved up, his hands on either side of Jace’s face, his body dropping down to press against the soft body beneath him. Mikhail brushed the ash-blond hair back from Jace’s face.

  “I guess things have been kind of quick between us, huh?”

  “Well,” Jace said, “you’ve fucked me twice now, this being number three. And each one of them have been fantastic, don’t get me wrong, but they have each been rather quick, too. I’m starting to wonder about your stamina.”

  Mikhail felt his eyebrows shoot up at Jace’s unspoken challenge. He couldn’t exactly remember the last time someone had challenged him, and it certainly wasn’t ever someone he had in his bed.

  But Mikhail was never one to turn down a challenge.

  Mikhail grabbed Jace around his waist and rolled them over until Jace was on top of him, still impaled on his hard cock. The new position allowed Mikhail to slide into his mate just a little more.

  Jace growled and arched his body.

  Jace wanted foreplay? Mikhail would give it to him, in spades. He started with the man’s shoulders, gently running his hands over Jace’s soft skin until he reached the two brown nubs that begged to be tugged on, and tug he did, as well as twist and pinch before moving further own Jace’s body.

  Mikhail stroked every bit of naked flesh he could reach, and he had really long arms. Jace groaned and moaned, panted and hissed. His body shuddered. His hands clenched on Mikhail’s forearms. He arched into Mikhail’s touch, his head falling back on his shoulder.

  By the time Mikhail reached Jace’s leaking cock, the man was bouncing up and down on Mikhail’s cock, impaling himself. His moans had turned into one long whimper. Mikhail felt sweat drip down Jace’s silky skin.

  Mikhail encircled Jace’s cock and stroked him slowly. Jace cried out, his body going taut. Mikhail couldn’t stand it anymore. He leaned up, wrapping one arm around Jace’s body. The hand on his other arm was busy jerking his mate’s cock.

  “Had enough foreplay yet, baby?”

  Jace’s fingers dug into Mikhail’s shoulders. His baby-blue eyes were wild when he looked at Mikhail and hissed. “Fuck me!”

  Mikhail chuckled and gripped Jace’s hips. He pulled the man closer until Jace’s cock was mashed between their bodies. Jace was tight against Mikhail. His smaller body fit perfectly against Mikhail’s.

  He started lifting Jace then pulling him down onto his cock. Over and over again, Jace’s tight body accepted him, surrounded him. Hot, wet silk gripped him, massaged him, squeezed him. Mikhail knew he would never feel anything as good as being inside of his mate.

  Keeping one hand wrapped around Jace’s body, Mikhail wrapped the other in the man’s hair, pulling his head back. Mikhail’s eyes fell to the pulse beating at the base of Jace’s throat. He licked his lips.

  “Do it,” Jace whispered.

  Mikhail’s eyes flickered to Jace’s then back down to the silent throb in Jace’s neck. He leaned in and stroked his tongue across the soft skin. Jace’s unique flavor filled his senses. No one on the planet tasted as good as his Jace.

  “Mikhail.”

  Mikhail sank his teeth in. The sweet nectar of Jace’s blood flooded his mouth. Jace suddenly bucked so hard Mikhail could barely hold onto the man. He screamed, his body going stiff as wet hot heat filled the space between them.

  Tight muscles clamped down on Mikhail’s cock. Mikhail groaned at the exquisite sensation. He extracted his canines from Jace’s throat and licked the bite wound closed. Gripping Jace tightly in his arms, Mikhail thrust up into him just as he pulled the man’s body down.

  The tight grip Jace’s body had on him combined with the force of their bodies coming together was enough to make Mikhail explode. He roared as his body overloaded, filling his mate with his seed.

  A couple of more thrusts and Mikhail’s entire body shook with the intensity of pleasure coursing through him. It seemed impossible to him that a man so much smaller than him could create such huge feelings.

  Jace was amazing.

  Mikhail held Jace against him as he waited for his breathing to return to normal. He could feel Jace’s soft breath blowing across his flesh where the man’s face was buried in his neck. It made his skin tingle.

  Mikhail shuddered as he pulled free of Jace’s body and gently laid his mate down on the bed. He could feel Jace’s eyes watch him as he climbed off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Jace was still watching when he came back a moment later with a wet washcloth and cleaned him up, then himself.

  Tossing the washcloth into the hamper, Mikhail lifted Jace up and pulled the blankets down. He carefully laid his mate down the climbed in beside him, pulling the blankets up over both of them.

  “Come here, baby,” he said quietly, holding his arms out to Jace. Once Jace was settled against him, the man’s head on Mikhail’s chest and arm wrapped around his waist, Mikhail sighed deeply. He was satisfied and in more than just a sexual way. He held his forever mate in his arms, and Jace didn’t seem to want to go anywhere.

  Could life get any better?

  Chapter Seven

  Jace wiggled back against the warm hard body behind him. He smiled when the muscular arm wrapped around his waist tightened. He could seriously get used to waking up this way every day for the rest of his life.

  That thought sobered Jace in an instant, the smile falling from his lips. He remembered begging Mikhail to bite him the night before, to claim him. He guessed after that the rest of his life was pretty much worked out.

  He was somehow bound to a mountain of a man that could transform into the largest white tiger Jace had ever seen. Mikhail was also the sexiest man Jace had ever seen. He’d rocked Jace’s world so many times the previous night, Jace still felt the deep ache in his ass. And strangely enough, he wanted more, even knowing what Mikhail was.

  It was all too much to think about this early in the morning. Jace needed coffee, he needed a shower, and he needed clean clothes. Only then could he really start to think about what all of this meant to his life.

  “Mikhail, I need coffee.”

  “Mmmm, downstairs in the kitchen, baby,” Mikhail murmured without even opening his eyes. He just tightened the arm wrapped around Jace’s waist and buried his face in Jace’s neck, going right back to sleep.

  “Uh, Mikhail, you have to let go of me.” Jace patted Mikhail’s warm skin as he tried to turn over in the man’s arms.

  “Don’t wanna.”

  “I’ll bring you a cup of coffee.” He was willing to use bribery to get what he wanted.

  “Not worth it.”

  Jace chuckled. “I’ll bring you a cup of coffee and blow you while you drink it.”

  Mikhail’s eyes popped open. “You’ll what?”

  “I need coffee, Mikhail.”

  “That’s not what you said, Jace.”

  “Prove it.” Jace broke out into giggles when Mikhail growled and rolled over on top of him. His hands were quickly pinned over his head, Mikhail’s larger body settling between his spread legs.

  When his lips were claimed, Jace forgot about everything but the man above him and the sweet feel of the lips plundering his. The kiss sent the pit of his stomach into a swirl. No one on the planet kissed like Mikhail.

  Only the need for life-giving air could have made Jace pull away. He almost groaned in protest when he needed to. Panting softly, he looked up into the emerald-green eyes staring down at him. What little breath he had caught in his throat at the adoration he could see in Mikhail’s soft gaze.

>   “Mikhail,” he hissed softly and turned his face into the hand that stroked down the side his face then moved back to curl in his hair.

  “Are you going to stay, Jace?” Mikhail whispered.

  Jace could see the hesitation in Mikhail’s eyes, the anxiety, and even the fear. He knew his answer was important to the man. He couldn’t just give one of his usual glib replies. He really needed to think about it and not while Mikhail touched him because that just made Jace lose his mind.

  “I’d like to, Mikhail, but I really need to think about this. It’s a big decision, and I’m not talking about the whole shifting thing either. You and I are not exactly easygoing people, and we don’t know that much about each other. I can’t make this decision lightly, no matter how much I want to.”

  Mikhail stared at him for a moment, then slowly nodded his head. “I understand.”

  When Mikhail started to turn away, Jace quickly reached up and cupped the man’s face in his hand. “I want to stay, Mikhail. Please believe that. I just need some time to think.” He smiled up at Mikhail to show him he wasn’t upset. “And I need coffee first.”

  Mikhail chuckled and dropped his head down to rest against Jace’s forehead. “Okay, baby, I get it. There’s a pair of old jogging pants that might fit you in the dresser and coffee downstairs in the kitchen. You go get a cup while I jump in the shower real quick. I’ll join you as soon as I’m done.”

  “Getting all cleaned up for me?”

  Mikhail laughed as he moved to the side of the bed. The corners of his lips were curled up in a smile as he glanced over his shoulder and winked at Jace. “I’m still hoping for that blow job.”

  Jace rolled his eyes as he climbed out of bed, but he couldn’t keep the smile from moving across his lips. He couldn’t think of anything he’d like more than to feel Mikhail’s cock in his mouth… well, except maybe coffee.

  Jace searched around until he found the pair of jogging pants Mikhail was talking about. He was glad the damn things had a drawstring. They barely hung onto his hips and bunched at his feet. The T-shirt he added didn’t help. It hung down to his knees. He looked like a little kid playing dress-up with his daddy’s clothes.

  Oh well, at least he was dressed.

  Jace made his way downstairs to the kitchen. He noticed Bay sitting at the table in the breakfast nook the moment he walked. The man didn’t even take his lips away from the coffee he was drinking, just pointed to the kitchen.

  Jace poured himself a cup and staggered over to the table to join Bay. Neither man said anything for several moments. The coffee was just too good, and some things needed to be savored.

  He was doing just that when Liam and Rue wobbled into the kitchen. Jace smirked when Bay got up and poured the two men a cup then another for himself. All three men walked to the table and sat down. Again silence reigned in the room as each man slowly woke up.

  “I lost my purse.”

  Jace snickered as Bay spewed coffee across the table at Liam’s words, the first spoken since anyone came into the room. “That’s all you have to say? You lost your purse?”

  “It was a nice purse,” Liam insisted.

  “Liam,” Bay said, “I’m pretty sure a majority of us, if not all of us, got laid last night by a bunch of guys we don’t know.”

  “Like that’s news,” Jace snorted when Bay rolled his eyes.

  “I’m just saying, things are a little stranger than Liam losing his purse.”

  “Again, that’s not news, Bay,” Jace said. He glanced over at Liam and Rue. He was pretty sure from the grins he saw on their faces, Rue and Liam had also been mated to white tigers.

  And wasn’t that a hoot?

  “What’s going on here?”

  Jace’s head snapped around to look at Bay. He was confused by the look on Bay’s face. Hadn’t he bonded with one of the brothers? Bay obviously slept with someone. He even admitted it. So, why was Bay looking so puzzled?

  “What do you mean?” Liam asked before taking another sip of his coffee.

  “There’s something more going on than all of us getting laid last night,” Bay said. “I can see it in the way you all are looking at each other.”

  The three men looked at each other again and laughed.

  Jace looked back at Bay, ready to tell the man he’d missed out on something really special when he heard a noise down the hallway. A moment later, Mikhail appeared with two other men.

  Jace gave the two strangers the briefest of glances before Mikhail filled his vision. His heart thundered in his chest as the large man walked across the kitchen to him then leaned down to kiss him.

  Jace barely suppressed his groan when he felt Mikhail’s tongue brush across his lips then delve inside to rub against his tongue. Seriously, no one kissed like Mikhail. By the time the man lifted his head and sat next to him, Jace was ready to rip his clothes off right there and then.

  He reluctantly tore his gaze away from Mikhail’s handsome form when Bay cleared his throat.

  “Are you going to introduce me?” Bay asked when everyone looked over at him.

  “You know Yuri,” Liam said from the big man’s lap. “You met him last night.”

  Bay nodded.

  “These are my brothers, Mikhail and Zus,” Yuri said as he gestured to the two other men. “I kind of thought Stefan would be here with you.”

  Jace’s eyebrows shot up when Bay’s face flushed, his eyes darting away. “I’m sure he’s around here somewhere,” Bay replied. “He lives here, doesn’t he?”

  “He does,” Mikhail said.

  Bay fidgeted with his coffee cup “Stefan and I had a difference of opinion last night.” Bay shrugged. “I asked him to leave, and he did. I’m sure he’ll be back once we leave.”

  Silence filled the room. Jace suddenly felt Mikhail’s arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. He didn’t want to look at Mikhail and see the anger he knew was percolating there, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself.

  What he found nearly took his breath away. Mikhail was looking at him like a man that was about to lose the most important thing in his life. Jace couldn’t stand it. He had to take that anguished look off Mikhail’s face.

  Jace reached over and grabbed Mikhail’s hand, giving it a squeeze as he shook his head slightly. Mikhail seemed to understand what Jace was trying to say as a huge grin broke out over his face and he squeezed Jace’s hand back.

  “Did I miss something?” Bay asked.

  “Bay—” Jace began. His words were suddenly cut off by the sound of several vehicles pulling into the front yard.

  He watched Mikhail jump up and hurry to the window, pulling back the curtains to look out. A moment later, he turned around, a deep frown on his face as he gestured to Yuri and Zus. “It’s Craigen and his boys.”

  Who? Jace glanced around in confusion. His eyes widened when Yuri and Zus jumped to their feet and headed for the door. What in the hell was going on, and why did everyone look so worried?

  “What’s going on?” Bay asked.

  “Stay in the house,” Mikhail directed. “Do not come outside, no matter what. We’ll handle this.”

  Jace nodded quickly. He didn’t know what in the hell was going on, but Mikhail looked fierce.

  “Mikhail, what’s going on?” Bay asked as he jumped to his feet.

  “It’s just some people from town that we have to deal with. It’s nothing for you to worry about. Just stay in the house and you’ll be safe.”

  Jace pursed his lips for the kiss he could see coming his way. It was short and sweet, but at least Mikhail remembered to kiss him. That was a good trait in a lover.

  “Mikhail!”

  Jace snickered when Bay almost stomped his foot in frustration. Bay hated not knowing what was going on. He liked being in control. Jace was in no way surprised when Bay jumped up and ran toward the window when the front door closed.

  In fact, that didn’t seem like such a bad idea. Jace jumped up and ran over to the window Bay was loo
king out of. “What do you see?” Jace asked as he tried to push Bay out of the way so he could look. “Is Mikhail okay?”

  Jace felt Rue and Liam push in behind him as he spotted Mikhail and his brothers facing off against several strangers. He held his breath as he watched the confrontation out the window. He couldn’t hear a thing, but Mikhail’s stiff posture told him this wasn’t the welcoming committee.

  When one of the strangers suddenly took a swing at Mikhail, Jace cried out and tried to run toward the door. He struggled when Bay grabbed him around the waist and held him back. He needed to get to Mikhail and help him.

  “Jace, knock it off,” Bay shouted. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

  “Mikhail!” Jace shouted. “I need to get to Mikhail.”

  “You need to stay here!”

  “I think staying here is a very, very bad choice for you.”

  Jace blinked when Bay suddenly shoved him backward. He peeked out from behind Bay, swallowing hard when he saw a man standing across the room from them. It was one of the men from outside. But how in the hell did he get inside the house?

  “What do you want?” Bay asked. “You don’t belong here. You need to leave.”

  Jace rolled his eyes when Bay slowly edged his way in front of him, Rue, and Liam. God knew he loved Bay, but the man could be a little too intense sometimes. Bay felt like it was his responsibility to take care of the world.

  “You don’t belong here,” the man snapped as he pointed his finger at the four of them. “We may have to put up with Mikhail and his brothers fooling around with men on the side, but we’re not going to put up with them mating men. They need to mate women and continue the line.”

  Not in this fucking universe, bub!

  Mikhail was his, damn it.

  “You all need to leave before me and the boys are forced to make you leave.”

  “This isn’t your house,” Bay said. “You need to leave.”

  Jace tried to push past Bay, but the man spread his arms out, keeping Jace, Rue, and Liam trapped behind him. Jace stiffened and started a low growl in the back of his throat. He didn’t know who he was more pissed at, Bay for keeping him trapped against the wall or the man shouting at them.