Take My Hand [Brac Pack 28]

by Lynn Hagen

  “I’m guessing you like your balls sucked?”

  “You think?” Darcy mumbled as he lowered his legs to the bed.

  Raven nipped the inside of Darcy’s thigh, making Darcy jerk and moan.“Be nice,” Raven said as he leaned back, pulling his shirt over his head. Darcy lay there, mesmerized by Raven’s lean body. It was pale and cut to masculine perfection. Darcy’s eyes darted down toward Raven’s pants, seeing the dark trail of hair that vanished inside Raven’s jeans, and the outline of his lover’s erection. Darcy’s heart raced as he stared at the bulge, images of what Raven’s cock looked like dancing in his mind. He wanted to find out. He desperately wanted to find out.

  Raven chuckled.“I’m going to take them off as well.”

  Raven was smiling, but Darcy was sweating bullets. He watched as Raven pulled his clothes off, revealing a cock much larger than his own, nicely cut, perfection in every way. Darcy lay there wondering how in the hell that big dick was going to fit into his ass. There was just no damn way. His doubts must have been on his face by Raven’s next word.

  “Worried?” Raven asked as he tossed his shirt aside, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

  “Sort of,” Darcy admitted, his eyes glued to Raven’s cock. It was long, thick, and cut, and so hard that the head was a deep shade of red. He swallowed and then looked up at Raven.

  “Now let’s see if we both can’t figure this out together.” Raven glanced down at Darcy’s cock, a peculiar look in his dark eyes.

  “What’s wrong?” Darcy asked.

  Darcy was amazed at how large Raven was. He wasn’t muscular or bulky. No, Raven’s demeanor and the way he carried himself made him seem so much larger than he truly was. Darcy stared at Raven’s face as if it were the only thing left in the world.

  “Darcy?” Raven asked as he stretched out over Darcy’s body, running his knuckles over Darcy’s chin.“What’s wrong, baby?”

  The endearment tore at Darcy’s heart. What Raven had said was true, even though Darcy didn’t understand how. He did feel a connection, and some sort of invisible string that was pulling Darcy to the vampire. That thought alone frightened him because the feeling was so damn intense. “You’re amazing.”

  Raven’s smirk was anything but smug, but Darcy could see the appreciation in the man’s dark eyes. “Thanks. If you keep complimenting me, it just might go to my head.”

  “Which head?” Darcy laughed, easing the tension in the room.

  “Now who is the one that looks absolutely amazing?” Raven asked as he trailed his fingers across Darcy’s shoulder. Darcy shivered, wondering if it got any better than this. Raven’s touch was like magic against Darcy’s skin, making his body react in ways he didn’t think possible.

  Raven kissed his way down Darcy’s bare shoulder as he reached down and rimmed Darcy’s ass with his finger.“I know we need lube,” Raven said as he kissed his way back up until the man was at Darcy’s neck, inhaling deeply.

  Darcy pointed toward the bathroom.“I saw some in there.”

  Raven chuckled.“It figures there is lube in every room in this house.” He pushed away from Darcy, walked into the bathroom, and came back a few seconds later with a tube of lube in his hand.

  He lifted it up, wiggling it back and forth.“Gay man’s gold.”

  Darcy spread his legs, wanting Raven more than anything. Just thinking about Raven inside of him was making Darcy’s cock throb against his stomach. All Darcy could do was lie there and stare at Raven. The man was handsome, with a sexy-as-fuck smile to boot.

  Even the fangs were starting to turn Darcy on.

  He’d question the rationality of that thought later.

  Right now all Darcy wanted was Raven. The feeling was overwhelming and riding him hard as he stared into Raven’s eyes. The man not only wanted him for sex, but to keep. Raven had said they would make a good couple. Even though that thought still scared him, the fear wasn’t as strong as it had been earlier.

  Just the thought of this man wanting him had Darcy shaking in anticipation.

  Raven crawled back onto the bed, settling himself between Darcy’s legs. He lubed his fingers, tossed the bottle aside, and then once again rimmed Darcy’s hole. He felt a tight pressure at his bud, and the palm of Raven’s hand pressed tightly against his perineum. Darcy bit his bottom lip as Raven finally pushed his finger into Darcy. “You okay, Darcy?” Raven asked, his hand stilling.

  Darcy nodded, bearing down on Raven’s finger. It was the strangest feeling Darcy had ever felt, and he loved it. Although he had used his own fingers on many occasions, having someone else finger him was a whole new experience. Raven wiggled his finger, and then pressed another finger inside. Darcy hissed out a breath, his abs singing with tension as he pulled back slightly and then pressed down, moaning as Raven stretched him.

  He wanted Raven to fuck him so damn badly. The man’s fingers felt great, but Darcy wanted to feel Raven wrapped around him, holding him down as he fucked him into a coma. Darcy had known most of his teenage life that he was gay, but had never acted on those feelings.

  Now that he had Raven to show him the way, Darcy was tight with anticipation, his nerves jumpy, and his mouth was dry.

  “I can feel you tensing up, Darcy.” Raven kept his fingers buried inside of Darcy as he leaned forward, teasing one of Darcy’s nipples with his teeth.

  Darcy bucked, groaning as Raven forced a third finger into Darcy’s ass. Darcy jerked when Raven began to fuck him with all three fingers. He squeezed down on Raven’s fingers, his hands pressing into Raven’s shoulders.“I need to feel you inside of me.”

  Raven pulled his hand free, straightened, and then positioned himself between Darcy’s legs. Raven hooked Darcy’s legs over his arms, pulled him further down the bed, closer to Raven’s hard and weeping shaft, and then Darcy felt the head of Raven’s cock pressing at his hole.

  “You’ll tell me if you want me to stop.” It wasn’t a request.

  Darcy licked his lips and nodded.“I will.”

  “Good,” Raven almost growled and then pushed forward. Darcy’s eyes damn near crossed as Raven’s cock began to enter him. Whoa, ow, shit. It burned. Darcy’s attention was taken away from the uncomfortable feeling in his ass as Raven released his legs and raked his nails over Darcy’s ankles.

  “You doing okay?”

  Darcy sighed and nodded. Raven’s fingernails trailing up the inside of his legs was taking Darcy’s mind from the pain, and making goose bumps surface along his skin. His thigh muscles flexed, and his cock twitched as Raven reached his inner thighs.

  Raven pushed in another inch, his fingernails circling around Darcy’s navel and then trailing up his sternum. Small flares of electrical excitement followed Raven’s touch. A fine sheen of sweat broke out all over Darcy’s body as Raven pushed in. This time he didn’t stop until his balls touched Darcy’s ass.

  “Bend your knees,” Raven said with a voice that seemed on the border of restraint and madness. Darcy knew how Raven felt. His own body was jerking and his hips were hitching. He bent his knees, letting them fall to the sides as Raven snagged his legs under the knees once more and then spread Darcy’s legs apart.

  Raven pulled almost all the way out, his eyes closing, and then pushed back in slowly. Darcy curled and uncurled his fingers into the sheets as he watched the sexiest face he had ever seen. Raven slowly opened his eyes, smiled down at Darcy, and then winked before he repeated the pull, push action, only quicker this time.

  Darcy’s arms flew over his head, his fingers grabbing the headboard as the bend in his legs rested in the crook of Raven’s arms. He was being pulled closer on every upthrust, but when Raven pulled back, Darcy damn near sang.

  He liked out.

  Out felt so damn good that Darcy wanted to scream his approval.

  Raven lifted Darcy’s legs higher, and pounded Darcy’s ass so hard that he cried out his pleasure, not caring who heard him. He fucked Darcy hard and fast, plunging into him over and over again. Darcy
pulled at the headboard, whimpering and twisting his hips, trying to meet Raven thrust for thrust. His cock was dancing around freely, but Darcy wasn’t ready yet to let go of the headboard. He needed the anchor. He needed something to ground him because he was reaching a peak he had never reached before and Darcy feared cascading over the edge into an abyss of epic proportions.

  Raven moved in and captured Darcy’s mouth in a possessive and dominating kiss. Darcy could feel Raven’s sharp fangs bite into his lower lip, and then Raven licked the sting away.“Play with yourself, Darcy,” Raven said with a growl.“Stroke your cock for me.”

  Darcy tilted his head back as he released the headboard, his anchor, and grabbed his cock. It throbbed in his hand as he pulled and tugged, letting Raven sweep him into the unknown. “Deeper,” he begged Raven as his head swam and his body ignited into a maelstrom of emotions so strong that he knew he was never going to be the same after this.

  Raven was branding him, placing his ownership all over Darcy as he leaned back, staring down at Darcy as if Darcy were the man’s entire universe.

  Raven pushed Darcy’s legs back and sank his cock deeper, his eyes glued to what Darcy was doing with his hand. Darcy instinctively tilted his head to the side, baring his throat as he quickened his strokes. Raven groaned, pushing his cock so hard into Darcy’s ass that Darcy thought he would feel Raven’s dick in the back of his throat.

  “Do you know what you are offering me?” Raven asked as he lowered his head, his tongue trailing over Darcy’s neck.“Do you know what happens if I bite you while we’re having sex?”

  “A great orgasm?”

  The look in Raven’s eyes told Darcy that it was much more than that. Raven stilled, staring down into Darcy’s eyes.“No, mate. We will be bonded. The connection will only grow stronger between us.”

  “But I thought you said we already had a connection?” Why in the hell was Raven making him think right now? Darcy could barely string two thoughts together while Raven was buried in his ass and the man wanted to talk?

  The side of Raven’s mouth lifted in a half smile, and then he nuzzled his face in Darcy’s neck. Darcy shouted, his hips snapping up when Raven bit into his neck.

  Fuck!

  His semen shot from his cock in a wet, sticky mess, wetting his and Raven’s abdomens thoroughly. Raven grunted, fucking Darcy harder, pounding into him mercilessly, and then Darcy felt Raven’s cock pulsing in his ass.

  “Oh, gods!” Darcy cried out, feeling as if his mind and body had just separated. He gasped, sucking in lungfuls of air as he tried to settle his raging heart. His mind and body fell back together, leaving Darcy a quivering mess as he lay under Raven, soaked in sweat and seed, and regretting none of it.

  Never had he thought it would be this good with a man, let alone a vampire. His breath stuttered as he slowly opened his eyes, staring into a black canvas that twinkled back at him.

  Raven lowered his head and licked Darcy’s neck. He pulled back and kissed Darcy’s jaw lightly, a feathered touch.“You belong to me now, Darcy.”

  Chapter Five

  Raven hated to leave Darcy ’s bed. It felt good and right to lie next to his mate. What they had shared together was beyond Raven’s wildest hopes. His mate had fit around Raven’s cock like a tight glove, bringing him so much pleasure that all Raven could do was sigh in contentment at the memory.

  And the claiming? Raven shivered at the thought of tasting Darcy’s sweet blood again while being buried deep in the man’s tight ass.

  He hated to leave, but he needed to find out who attacked Darcy, and he needed to make sure Sterling was okay. Darcy would go nuts if something happened to his little brother.

  But Raven had a feeling Riley Lakeland had things covered when it came to Sterling’s safety. It hadn’t slipped his notice that Riley had bolted from the house when they heard Darcy shouting. The man had looked murderous as everyone raced to the humans’ cries.

  And if Raven ever saw a shifter attacking his mate again, he would probably die of a heart attack. Just seeing that shifter sitting on Darcy’s chest had caused anger and retribution to boil inside of Raven.

  He tucked Darcy in and then stood by the bed, looking down at his human mate. Raven was still trying to adjust to his new life since his father had disowned him. Raven hadn’t thought Magnum had it in him to turn his back on his sons, but he had with a coldness that still made Raven shiver. The man was an asshole, but he was Raven’s father. He had loved the man, even after he saw Magnum for what the man truly was.

  When his father disowned him, a part of Raven had died. He knew he would choose his brothers over the man who had ruled over his life since his birth, but it didn’t take away the hurt that Raven felt every time he thought of the betrayal.

  One thing did comfort him, though. There were no more rules and stringent guidelines to follow. Raven was free to live his life how he saw fit. Even though his father had been a force to be reckoned with, Raven reveled in the fact that he didn’t have a damn soul to answer to.

  Except Darcy. There was no denying that being with Darcy was both exhilarating and strange.

  Damn, he had slept with a man.

  A human male.

  As he stared down at his sleeping mate, Raven’s heart clenched, feeling as though it were going to shatter into a thousand pieces when he thought about being without his mate. Male or human, Raven was going to do whatever it took to make his mate happy.

  I haven’t seen that shine in so long that I sometimes wonder if it was ever there. Help him get it back, Raven.

  Raven was determined to put the shine back in Darcy’s eyes. The man was simply beautiful. His mate had shown so much bravery last night when defending his brother, but Raven had also seen the vulnerability in the man’s eyes. He wanted to shelter Darcy from the world, but knew the man wouldn’t let him.

  Darcy, if nothing else, was a very stubborn man. He could not only tell by his mate’s mannerism, but the steel glint in his eyes. Darcy was nobody’s fool.

  And that made Raven even more proud of the man.

  He chewed on his lower lip for a moment, wondering if he could take care of a mate. Financially he could, but what if he failed to protect him? He wasn’t doing a bang-up job so far with letting Darcy get attacked.

  Speaking of…

  Raven gave one last glance at Darcy and then headed downstairs. He wanted answers. He wanted to know who the man who attacked Darcy was before he killed him.

  “How’s Darcy?” Malcolm Lakeland asked. Raven felt as though he was walking into a warm and loving kitchen. The men sat around the table, all looking at him with concern in their eyes. Raven was momentarily taken aback. He had seen how the bears acted with their mates, but he never thought to see such concern for Darcy from them.

  They were shifters. He was a vampire. Raven knew his father had taught him and his brothers all the hateful things a man held in his heart. But seeing that shifters were truly kind and generous, not savages, made Raven hate his father even more.

  “ He’s sleeping.”

  “How’s his face?” Chance, one of the twin bears, asked. “Healed.” Raven took a seat at the table, folding his arms over his

  chest.“So who was the shifter who attacked Darcy, and where is he?” It was Bryce Lakeland who sat back, sighing heavily. Raven had a feeling he wasn’t going to like the words that followed that sound.

  “Apparently there are some new shifters in town. Maverick sent them to the Manchesters’ old farmhouse, but their enemies weren’t too far behind.”

  Wait, what?“How do you know that shifter that attacked Sterling and Darcy wasn’t one of the men the alpha allowed to stay here?”

  Malcolm picked up his cup of coffee, taking a long sip before glancing over at Raven.“I know you don’t trust shifters, Raven, but I’m here to tell you that Maverick put the fear of the gods into them before allowing them to stay. They would be fools to come here looking for trouble.”

  Yeah, that was like a dog o
wner saying,“He’s never bitten anyone before.” Raven didn’t trust the newcomers no matter what Maverick may have threatened them with. He didn’t even know who they were. But he half-ass trusted the Lakelands. Strangers had nothing coming from him.

  “So if he is the newcomers’ enemy, why did he come here and attack Sterling?”

  Raven noticed Riley shift in his seat, his jaw clenched tight.“How is Sterling?” he asked the oldest Lakeland brother.

  “Sleeping.” Riley’s answer was clipped.

  Did no one else see that Sterling was more than likely Riley’s mate? There was no way Raven was the only one who saw the way Riley was acting when it came to Darcy’s younger brother.

  “We are still trying to figure out why Sterling was attacked,” Malcolm answered.

  “What did you do, kill him?” Killing the guy was the only reason Raven could see that the shifter wouldn’t answer a mob of angry bears. Too bad, he would have loved to have found out why the man had attacked Sterling and then Darcy.

  “No, but Riley broke his jaw,” Malcolm said and then shot Riley a peeved look.“And now the man refuses to shift to heal. Maverick is on his way over to take the shifter off of our hands.”

  Riley leaned forward, his nostrils flaring slightly as his top lip pulled back into a snarl. The look was dark, his black brows pulling down angrily.“Just give him to me. I can make sure he never speaks again.”

  “Watch your tone, son,” Malcolm said as he sat his coffee mug down.“I told you, I won’t allow you to turn into a murderer. Let’s find out why he attacked Sterling and Darcy before justice is dispensed.”

  Riley sat back and snorted. Was Sterling rubbing off on the bear already?“I’d like a crack at him as well,” Raven said with a nod.

  “Your mate is healed and resting. Let’s stay calm here.”