Without Reservations

by J. L. Langley

  Bit’s eyes flew open wide, staring into his.

  With his other hand, he reached down and put pressure on Bit’s balls.

  Keaton’s back arched and he let out a guttural moan. His ass squeezed tight around Chay’s dick and he shot into Chay’s hand, onto his stomach. It was beautiful. It pushed Chay right over, taking him along. His balls drew up and he shot his load deep into his mate’s willing body. He came so hard he swore he saw stars.

  Chapter Thirteen

  “Hey, at least my dad is cool, right?”

  Running his fingers through Chay’s dark hair, Keaton grinned. Yeah, but he’s getting the ass chewing of his life right about now. “Your dad is a pretty neat guy. You okay, Chay?”

  Chay glanced up at him. “I should be asking you that. How are you feeling, Bit? Does your head hurt?”

  “No. I’m good. Still a little dizzy, but not too bad.”

  Chay rose up on his elbow, peering down at him. “Are you hungry yet?”

  Keaton shook his head. He was a little, but he didn’t want to get up. He enjoyed lying in bed with his man.

  Chay bent his head and kissed him. “Thank you, Bit. You feel like crap and you’re consoling me. That’s not right.”

  Keaton pushed up on his elbow too, facing his mate. He ran a finger down Chay’s lips, trying to ease the frown. “That’s what mates do.” He shrugged. “My parents may not have liked me, but they loved each other. I, at least, had a good example in how to deal with one’s mate.”

  Chay traced Keaton’s cheek with a finger. “I don’t know how anyone could not like you. There is something seriously wrong with your family, Remi and my mother.”

  He grinned, the compliment going right through him. He no longer doubted Chay’s sincerity in wanting to keep him. “You are a little partial, I think.”

  “Maybe a little. But I’m always right, so…there is something wrong with them.”

  “That is warped reasoning.” He chuckled, then something occurred to him and he sobered. “Seriously, Chay, there is something wrong with them, not you. If they can’t accept you, then—”

  Chay leaned forward and kissed him, then lay down on his back, pulling Keaton on top of him. “I know that, Bit. They’ll either come around or they won’t. It’s not my problem, it’s theirs. Logically I know that, but it still hurts.”

  Keaton pushed himself up to straddle his mate.

  Chay gave him a reassuring smile, but he knew how Chay felt.

  “Doesn’t help knowing that though, does it?”

  “No, it doesn’t. But I’ll get over it. I have you.”

  “Is that enough?”

  “Hell yeah.” Chay tugged him down and kissed him, his tongue diving inside. He devoured Keaton’s mouth, putting so much feeling into it he left Keaton no doubt that what he said was true.

  Keaton placed his hands on Chay’s chest and pushed up. His cock regained interest.

  Chay smiled up at him and clutched his ass in both hands. He dragged Keaton up his chest.

  “What are you doing?” He drew back, keeping Chay from moving him.

  “What do you think I’m doing?” Chay tugged harder. “Would you stop that and come up here?” Chay let go of him and scooted down. He got his pillow and Keaton’s and put them under his head, then grabbed Keaton’s forearms and led him closer. Chay kissed him.

  He sighed into Chay’s mouth and pushed down, rubbing his prick along Chay’s stomach, just a little. Yeah, that was nice. He rubbed some more, pressing a little harder.

  Chay chuckled and broke their kiss. He caught Keaton’s ass in his hands again and moved him forward. “Come here, you little hornball. Put your hands on the headboard and lean forward.”

  Hornball? Keaton rolled his eyes. The man’s penchant for nicknames was going to drive him batty one of these days. He allowed Chay to move him and did as he was told. The position brought the tip of his cock even with Chay’s mouth. His eyes widened. God yes.

  “Ah, you finally caught on,” Chay teased. He let go of Keaton’s butt cheek with one hand and grabbed Keaton’s dick. He opened his mouth and nudged Keaton, capturing the head and sucking lightly.

  Keaton leaned over more, changing the angle, making sure Chay could take more.

  He did. He swallowed Keaton’s cock halfway in then back out. He repeated it several times, getting his prick nice and slick with saliva then started using his hand too.

  Keaton watched his dick sliding, glistening with spit. He couldn’t help himself, he had to move, had to fuck that hot mouth.

  Chay didn’t seem to mind. He maneuvered the hand still on Keaton’s ass underneath him and started gently tugging on Keaton’s balls.

  “Oh. Oh, Chay. Damn, I had no idea I’d like this, this much.”

  Chay stopped, removing his mouth from Keaton’s prick with a popping sound.

  Keaton groaned. He looked down into a pair of confused brown eyes. “Why did you stop?” Man did he just whine that? How pathetic.

  “Do you mean this as in this position? Or this as in this?”

  “Oh for God sakes, who cares?” He grabbed his dick, positioning himself against Chay’s lips.

  Chay kissed the tip of his cock and pulled back. Damn him. “Bit, are you telling me I’m the only one who has ever given you a blowjob?”

  “Uhh…” If his cock hadn’t been throbbing so hard and his balls hadn’t been so danged tight, he might have gotten embarrassed. “Chay, please. Can we discuss this later?” Keaton stroked himself with one hand, leaving the other braced against the headboard. His hand slid easily on the saliva-slicked skin. If Chay wouldn’t finish him, he’d finish himself.

  Chay grabbed his ass and squeezed, then batted his hand out of the way. He gripped Keaton’s cock, guiding it back to his mouth, and started jerking him off.

  Keaton stared for a few seconds, watching those full lips slide up and down his shaft, before he moved, fucking Chay’s mouth. It took only seconds before the tingling raced up his spine. His balls drew closer to his body.

  Chay nodded, moaning, encouraging him. He tugged on Keaton’s testicles.

  Keaton came, hard. He tried desperately not to choke the hell out of Chay but he had no idea if he succeeded or not. His back arched, pushing forward as his balls emptied in his mate’s mouth.

  Chay didn’t seem to mind. He swallowed, taking in as much as he could. When he let Keaton slip out from between his lips, he licked them, gathering the little bit of semen that escaped.

  Keaton collapsed to Chay’s side, breathing hard. He closed his eyes and listened to Chay fumble around. He needed to get up and take care of his mate. Chay hadn’t come.

  A warm hand gripped his thigh and slick fingers slipped up and down his crease. He grinned and pulled his knees up, opening himself for Chay.

  Chay’s finger circled Keaton’s hole and pushed in. “Okay?”

  Keaton nodded. “Fine.”

  He fucked Keaton with that one finger for the longest time. It felt really good. It would have been calming if Chay wasn’t purposely trying to arouse by grazing his prostate every now and again when he went deep. Chay added another finger and Keaton was so relaxed he barely noticed.

  Chay pressed deeper, hitting his prostate more often than not. Keaton’s cock decided to wake back up, just springing back to life. There was still no urgency on his part, but damn, it really felt good. He opened his eyes.

  Chay smiled, his eyes twinkling. “My pretty Bit.”

  He would have scoffed or rolled his eyes or something but Chay chose that exact moment to replace his fingers with his cock. The blunt head slipped slowly in. It stung a tiny bit, but he pushed out and the pinch disappeared entirely. Chay’s prick glided right in, until Chay’s hips nestled against his ass.

  Chay fucked him nice and steady. Going all the way in and then pulling all the way back out. He held Keaton’s gaze the whole time. “Tell me, baby, how much experience do you have?”

  “I…I…uh. What do you mean?”


  “I mean, what else haven’t you done?”

  Keaton blinked. He couldn’t believe they were having this conversation now. “I’ve never…I haven’t…I’ve never topped.”

  Chay’s eyes went wide. “Never?”

  He shook his head. Damn, his face was hot, he was blushing, he knew he was.

  “Sounds to me like your ex was a selfish bastard.”

  Keaton had never thought about it. He liked sucking dick and he liked getting fucked. That’s what he had wanted to do, so that’s what they had done. It had never bothered him that Jonathon hadn’t returned the favor. He’d never asked and Jonathon had never offered. Keaton shrugged and shivered as Chay leaned forward, changing angles. “He was straight.”

  Chay snorted. “Yeah right.” He flicked Keaton’s lips with his tongue.

  Keaton wasn’t going to argue. He didn’t want to think about Jonathon. Raising his head, he kissed Chay. He sucked Chay’s bottom lip into his mouth while Chay continued to move.

  Chay opened his mouth to say something else—probably about Jonathon or Keaton’s lack of experience—and Keaton tightened his muscles. It shut Chay right up. Keaton chuckled and rubbed his tongue over his mate’s lips.

  “That’s cheating.”

  “All is fair in love and war.”

  “I’m trying to tell you something.”

  “Tell me after. Right now, just shut the hell up and fuck me.” He tightened his muscles again.

  Chay groaned and nipped him on his chin. “Brat.” He sat up on his heels and looped his arms under Keaton’s legs.

  “Wait.”

  Chay raised an eyebrow.

  “I want to roll over.”

  “Goddamn, you’re hard to please today. Don’t talk. Turn me over…” He chuckled, let go of Keaton’s legs and pulled out of him.

  Wow that felt good. Keaton growled. “Am not.”

  Chay flipped him over so fast he didn’t know what hit him. Next thing he knew he was laying on his stomach with Chay on top of him, pressing slowly back in. It made his head swim.

  Keaton grabbed a pillow and brought it to him. “Wait.”

  Chay bit his shoulder and started laughing. He shifted his weight, bringing Keaton with him, and put the pillow under Keaton’s hips. “Anything else, princess?”

  He pinched Chay’s thigh, making them both laugh harder. Who would have ever thought sex could be this fun? “Nope. You may continue.”

  “You’re sure? The room temperature okay with you? Need something to drink?”

  “Chay…”

  Chay fell forward on his hands, supporting himself above Keaton. He dipped down, kissed the back of Keaton’s neck and thrust into him. “That what you want, Bit?”

  God yes. “Uh-huh.” The pillow added just enough friction on his cock. “More.”

  “Demanding little thing, aren’t you?” Chay’s voice was rough, pure sex. As taunts went, it was pretty ineffective, but damn Chay sounded sexy. Obviously past playing, he pumped into Keaton faster, clamping his teeth down on Keaton’s neck.

  Keaton pushed back into Chay and forward into the pillow. It was nice, the smooth drag of the fabric against his dick, Chay’s cock in his ass. It wasn’t long before the sound of Chay’s hips slapping against his ass and the squeak of the bed were the only things he could hear over their ragged breathing, soft moans and grunts. He could smell their mingled sweat, the musky odor of sex.

  He got that tingly sensation that always foretold his orgasm. Then Chay canted his hips just right, nailing his prostate and that was all she wrote. He came into the pillow, his back arching up. He let out a hoarse yell, feeling the climax down to his toes.

  Chay’s teeth tightened on the back of his neck. The canines pinched as they lengthened, then Chay stiffened too. He groaned around the flesh in his mouth, grabbed Keaton’s hip and rolled to the side. Keaton loved that about him, he was very conscious of Keaton’s size compared to his own, always careful not to squish him.

  Chay wrapped his arms around Keaton’s body, snuggling in. He let go of Keaton’s neck, panting. He finally licked and kissed the place he’d bitten.

  They lay there in silence for several minutes, Chay holding him, squeezing tight. “I love you, Bit.”

  “Love you too, Chay.”

  “You’re going to be really careful, right?”

  He nodded.

  Chay kissed his shoulder. “Don’t want to lose you.”

  Tears stung Keaton’s eyes. He didn’t want to lose Chay either. He was truly happy for the first time in a long time. He was home, he had a family and a place he belonged. “Not going anywhere.” He dragged the arm Chay had around him up so he could kiss Chay’s hand.

  “Good.”

  It got quiet again. Chay’s softening prick slid out of him. It almost tickled. He smiled. He should get a rag to clean them up, but he was too damned happy and didn’t want to leave the circle of Chay’s arms.

  “You little shit! That was my pillow, wasn’t it?”

  Keaton giggled and jumped up. On second thought, maybe it was time to go clean up.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chay was having the shittiest day imaginable. When he’d walked into work this morning, he’d had three patients waiting for him and there had been a steady stream since then. He was worried about Keaton. His receptionist kept giving him dirty looks. Tina, his assistant, kept wandering room to room like she was lost. He caught Tommy, his other vet assistant, studying him more than once.

  After lunch when it finally slowed down, he went to his office and called to check on Bit. He’d convinced Bit to call in sick, but damn it, he was still at home alone and someone was out there trying to kill him. Chay pushed the last button. It took four rings for Keaton to pick up.

  “Hello?” Bit gasped.

  Chay frowned. “Why are you out of breath? What are you doing? You are supposed to be resting, not playing with the dog or cleaning the damned house or whatever the fuck it is you’re doing.”

  There was complete silence on the other end of the line.

  “Well?”

  “I’m trying to decide whether to hang up on you or ask you what has you in such a mood. Right now I’m leaning toward hanging up.”

  “Uh-huh. You’re guilty. What are you doing?”

  Bit chuckled. “If you start bitching at me, I’m hanging up on you. I’m cleaning out the garage.”

  He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Damn, his head hurt. He took a deep breath and let it out. It did absolutely nothing for his mood, so he tried it again.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Trying to decide whether to let you hang up on me or to calm down and ask you how you’re feeling.”

  Bit chuckled again. “Well, do you want me to hang up or do you want to know that I feel fine?”

  “Why are you cleaning out the garage?”

  “You said yourself that we needed to clean out the garage, so I’m doing it.”

  Chay felt like banging his head on the desk. “‘We’ means me too, Bit. ‘We’ is more than one person.”

  “Pita is helping. That’s more than one person.”

  Chay grinned. His Bit did sound like he felt okay. In fact, it sounded like Keaton was in a great mood. He wished he were there with Bit instead of at the office being scrutinized by his employees and patients. Well not his actual patients, the animals didn’t seem to have an issue, but their owners. “Pita is a dog. He’s not a person.”

  Keaton snorted. “Tell him that. He’s actually been a lot of help. I give something to him that he’s big enough to carry and he carries it out to the trash can.”

  He blinked. “You have the puppy throwing things in the trash?”

  “No, he can’t actually reach the trash. He’s making a pile beside the trash.”

  “You’re kidding.”

  “Nope.”

  Chay chuckled. “I’ll be damned. I’m impressed.”

  “Don’t be. I have to play tug-of-war with everythin
g I give him before he’ll let go of it and put it in the pile.”

  Chay laughed at the image and relaxed. He felt better than he had all day. Leave it to Bit to cheer him up. “How are you feeling, babe?”

  “I’m fine. A little of a headache when I woke up, but I took something for it and now I’m fine. Just bored. I’m cleaning out the garage, that way I can park my new car in here. Speaking of which. After you pick me up from work tomorrow—”

  Chay groaned. Damn. That meant Bit was going back to work tomorrow. “You won’t take another day off?”

  “Nope. I don’t need another day off. It’s not like my job is strenuous or anything. Anyway, will you take me car shopping?”

  “Yeah, I’ll take you car shopping. You know what you want?”

  “Not a clue. If you’re really nice to me, I’ll let you help me pick.”

  He smiled. He could almost picture those light brown lashes batting, trying to look all sweet and innocent. “You’re being careful, right? You are paying attention to things? You have the garage door open, right?”

  “Yup. I do. And yes, I’m paying attention. My nose, eyes and ears are on full alert.”

  “Good. Don’t kill yourself trying to clean.”

  “I won’t. I’m expecting help any minute.”

  “Help?”

  “Yep. Your dad is coming to help me.”

  Chay’s chest swelled with pride. “He is?”

  “Yup. He’s on vacation this week. He offered to take me car shopping today, but I wanted you to take me. That way we can pick together.”

  Chay closed his eyes. Damn, he loved this man.

  Tina poked her head around his doorframe, looked left then right. She caught his gaze, started, and her head popped back out.

  Chay groaned. He was tired of this. He was going to have it out with his staff once and for all. “Okay, babe, I gotta run. Be careful and I’ll see you tonight.”

  “Okie-dokie. Later, Chay.”

  Chay hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. He put his feet up on his desk. “Tina. Tommy. Cheryl. Come in here please.”

  Tina came in first. She grinned and cocked her head.