“I wouldn’t want to take it back.”
“So why are you hesitant?” Aidan asked me.
“We have other things to decide. Where do we live? Here? With your sister? Somewhere else?”
“Wherever we want. Why choose? Why can’t we go back and forth? Our roots don’t change because we find our mates. They just expand and grow outwards. I think my scent is throwing you off right now. I’m not anxious because of you. I want to know everything about you and to figure out our lives together. Yeah, the hacker has me on edge, but my biggest problem is how far away you are. Whenever we’re not touching my wolf starts pacing around inside of me. It’s distracting and uncomfortable.”
Chapter Eleven
Aidan
“We can fix that,” Luc said and pulled me closer.
It was hard to believe only an hour ago I waved goodbye to Zera and set out for Montero Manor. My fingers tingled whenever my emotions changed. I pressed my forehead against Luc’s and searched his eyes for answers to questions I didn’t know I had.
“Better?” I asked him.
“Yeah. You smell delicious,” he whispered in my ear.
“So do you,” I said and ran my fingers across the back of his muscular shoulders.
“The algorithm brought us here,” my wolf whispered as if Luc might overhear us.
True-mates didn’t hear each other over their mate link until the claiming vows were complete. My stomach growled as I contemplated what our meeting might mean for Mated for the Holidays once we resolved the hacker situation.
I leaned in for another kiss. It was hard to think about anything except for Luc for too long. I spent my life reading firsthand accounts of true-mates meeting, but this moment was nothing compared to that. Every touch and taste were more intense. My nerve endings stood up to meet his touch and longed for more.
“Let’s go eat lunch and take it from there. No one ever conquered the world on an empty stomach.”
My mind was on Luc and work, but not food. I opened my mouth to protest, but Luc scooped me up. I squeaked in surprise at how easily he lifted me from the hood of the car.
“I can smell your hunger,” he said before I could speak.
“I had breakfast not too long ago. It’s not even lunchtime yet,” I laughed.
“A magical awakening makes you extra hungry, mate,” Luc said as he carried me up the walkway. “Being hungry, horny, on edge, or stressed out can all affect your magic. This time it was a mug. Next time it could be anything. Awakening magic is unpredictable.”
“You make me sound dangerous,” I said and gave out a nervous laugh.
“Only if you have malintent.”
“I intend to eat the person who hacked my business.”
“That’s justified. Magic often takes on the personality of the person it pulses through,” Luc said.
I already knew what he told me but listened anyway. His voice was honey smooth with a cocky bite. Luc’s words washed over me stilling the tingles and stroking a different sensation.
“I’ll tell you what I’d like to have pulsating inside me,” I smirked at him.
“You’re killing me, mate,” Luc groaned. “Killing me.”
Inside the front door, I slid to my feet and met Luc’s demanding lips halfway.
No, he was killing me with all his babbling. I loved the sound of his voice and his thoughts on pups, cave-Alphas, and magic, but there’d be plenty of time for talk later. My wolf rubbed against my stomach reaching out for the strong cocky Alpha wolf dwelling within Luc. His scent saturated the house overpowering the scent of a smaller and younger man. Who was the other omega who traveled the halls of mate’s den so frequently?
“Who’s that?” I asked sniffing the air.
“Barric. He’s just my apprentice.”
“Better stay that way,” I flashed him a grin.
“He’s young. Immature. He nearly lost a battle to a bundle of yule lights.”
“Must be a horror to teach.”
“Not really. He has potential even if he is a wasteful lout.”
I rose to my toes and closed the distance between our mouths again. Luc tasted sweet as our tongues danced together. I leaned back against the wall and pulled him with me by the front of his open mage robes. Resting his hands on the wall he towered over me. Surrounded by his strong muscular body I felt safe from the world full of hackers and broken algorithms. As we kissed, I ran my hands over the bare skin visible where his mage robe hung open at the top. With each caress of his skin my own grew warmer. I shifted my weight to deepen the kiss. I was slick for him. Slicker than I’d ever been without massive amounts of foreplay.
“Alpha,” my wolf murmured.
His mutterings fell on deaf ears for now.
Luc ran his hands down my sides leaving behind a hot trail of desire before settling on my ass and pulling me in closer. His thick hard dick poked into my belly.
“Do you still want lunch?” I asked as I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock through the soft fabric of the mage robes.
“It’s against my better judgement, but lunch can wait,” Luc said.
I smirked. Getting my way only stoked the fire burning in my belly. Who cared about food or magic when my Alpha stood so close?
I squeezed Luc hard as he deepened the kiss. His cock throbbed against my hand. Call me old fashion, but I wanted my true-mate to claim me and put an end to the void squeezing my insides. I wanted to know his mind, heart, body, and soul.
Luc moaned into the kiss urging my stroking hand on. The kiss broke long enough for him to unbutton my shirt and help me shrug it off. It fell onto the stone floor with a soft thud. Luc buried his face into my neck breathing in my scent. He rubbed his face against my shoulder leaving his own scent over my claim gland and tickling me with his five o’clock shadow.
“Bedroom,” Luc growled and scooped me off my feet again.
Later, I wanted to explore Montero Manor. It pulsed with magic both seen and unseen. In each room, magic breathed a life of its own waiting to be utilized. I didn’t see hide nor hair of the servants he mentioned before, but Grandma Rosa used to say the hallmark of a good servant was one unseen by the guests. We hadn’t hired new servants since Grandma’s door showed up.
Doors opened before us as Luc carried me through the house and then up a spiraling staircase. We passed different landings before we finally reached the top. The hall was paved with thick red carpet only a few shades off from Luc’s robes. I slid from his arms and kissed him hard as soon as my feet hit the floor. He pulled me in close growling as his eyes shifted to that of his inner beast. My wolf dropped to his belly and lifted his tail in a display of willingness. They’d have their fun when we had ours.
“This way,” Luc took my hand in his.
Together we sprinted down the long-carpeted hallway. I stopped halfway down and kicked off my shoes.
“The carpet’s dirt resistant. Shoes are okay,” Luc laughed and scooped me up again as I dropped the second shoe to the floor. When it came time to get dressed, I hoped I remembered where I left my clothes.
Chapter Twelve
Luc
Aidan was warm to the touch when I carried him into the bedroom. The slick tangy scent of his arousal filled my head and drew me in for another long hard kiss. His lips were warm and soft.
“Heat?” My wolf growled.
Maybe heat. Maybe magic. Hard to tell.
My thoughts were just as jumbled as Aidan said his were. All my years of working with tedious magics didn’t provide me enough patience and willpower to think in a straight line right now. My thoughts entwined with those of my wolf. Getting Aidan into bed was the first step to a first time we’d remember fondly in the years to come. My fingertips tingled as I sat Aidan down on the bed. He looked up at me with hungry green eyes and pushed a stray lock of hair away from his face.
“Enough with the clothes already,” he pulled at the belt on the outside of my mage robes.
With quick nimble
fingers he undid the belt and then found the hidden buttons and magical zippers that kept the garment in place. I always wondered how those unfamiliar with mage and witch attire did when it came time to take them off their lover.
“They rip and shred them to get what they want,” my wolf growled.
Lucky for my robes, Aidan knew exactly what he was doing. I shrugged the robe off as he nuzzled into my nude stomach. His face was hot to the touch, almost burning.
Probably heat from our response.
My wolf didn’t answer. He was too focused on the desire dancing between us and Aidan. I ran my fingers through his thick blonde hair. He looked up at me with hungry eyes under which his wolf lurked just beneath the surface of. Aidan dragged his beautiful warm lips down my torso. His soft hands followed the same trail on my sides until they reached my boxers. He pulled them down as his mouth slid to the flesh they hid moments before.
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as he wrapped his fingers around me. His hand was even softer now than it was through the heavy fabric of the mage robes. He stroked me slowly exploring the stiff contours of my shaft. His nimble fingers chased away thoughts of his magic going haywire. Aidan was safe with me. No one would ever hurt my mate. I’d tamed wilder and less predictable magic than his. There was no force that could pose a threat to him with me standing between him and the rest of the world.
Aidan lowered his blonde head and pressed his lips against the tip of my cock. His tongue drew slow teasing circles coaxing a growl from deep within my belly. I ran my hand over the back of his head encouraging his plump lips. I didn’t have to ask twice. Aidan’s lips parted and slid slowly over my dick. Pleasure spiraled and zipped over me like electric shocks. His magic tingled into my body oozing from his mouth and hands as he touched me. Mine reached back as if greeting an old friend.
My hands slid down to his shoulders. I squeezed and massaged his tense muscles as he worked his mouth over me. My balls drew tight to my body signaling the release to follow.
“My turn,” I pulled away from him.
Pulling away wasn’t an easy thing to do. I wanted to thrust into his mouth and take my pleasure as he moaned against my dick, but I also wanted him to enjoy our first time together as much as I did.
Aidan stood and stripped the rest of his clothes off exposing his lean muscular body to the warm air of the bedroom. His dick stood erect with a drop of pre-cum on its tip. His tangy sweet arousal filled the bedroom as he crawled onto the bed and took hold of the headboard.
“Damn it!” He howled as chunks of the wood splintered in his hands.
“Are you okay?” I scrambled up the bed and took his wrists in my hands.
The wooden splinters showered from his grip as he uncurled his fingers.
“Sorry,” Aidan bit his lip. “I didn’t realize it was so fragile.”
“It’s not. Your magic is alive and amplified by circumstances.”
I let out a throaty growl of frustration. Aidan flinched then leaned in and kissed me.
“You need to eat. It’s my fault. I know that hunger and waking magic don’t mix.”
“I’m hungry for something other than food,” Aidan said and pressed his forehead against mine.
Neither of us would think straight until we took the edge off our desire. Aidan’s magic danced over the surface of his skin ready to fire at will. Omega magic always woke later in life giving them more time to learn to control the sometimes unpredictably wild nature of their nature.
I kissed him hard pulling him close and keeping his thankfully uninjured hands in mine. Hands with all their fingers and thumbs were the perfect conductors of human magic. A pair of hands were like ten little wands the mage must learn to control lest he be the slave of the power pulsing through his blood. As we kissed the magic of our palms entangled zipping back and forth between us looking for an outlet or something to soothe its wild nature. Urged on by the scent of his arousal I flipped him over my legs with his firm round ass up in the air.
“What are you doing?” He laughed and looked at me over his shoulder
“Giving you what you need!” I growled and slapped his ass.
He flinched, but a moan danced over his beautiful plump lips.
“Keep your hands flat on the bed where I can see them.”
“Yes, sir,” Aidan laughed.
I massaged his ass cheeks hard working the muscles and teasing his hungry hole between them. Slickness pooled between his cheeks. His body’s way of begging for relief. I slid my fingers between them reveling in the slick soft skin. Aidan shifted his weight. I glanced at his hands both soft and dangerous still stretched out flat against the black comforter.
Chapter Thirteen
Aidan
My dick throbbed against Luc’s thigh as his fingers teased the sensitive opening of my omegahole. His cock was hard too, but I was in no position to reach out and offer him a hand. My fingertips twitched with the twinkle of magic, but I pushed my palms hard against the comforter. I didn’t want to break anything else.
Luc ran his strong warm hand up my back to my neck. He held me in place with his fingers mimicking how one wolf might nip at the other to hold him still for a romp. I surrendered to the fire in my belly and let go of whatever worries the outside world held. None of it mattered now. My Alpha was here, and my magic was alive.
He growled as his fingers slid between my cheeks again. They slipped over my sensitive flesh aided by how badly I wanted him. This time he didn’t settle for a brush against my sensitive opening. His fingers probed into my body touching nerves I forgot about during my time of chastity and swearing off dating. I growled into the comforter as pleasure spiraled over my cock and stretched out through my body. My fingers twitched again. I willed them still and hoped today wasn’t the day they developed a mind of their own.
“Keep them still,” Luc growled from above me.
“I’m trying,” I panted from both pleasure and effort.
“You are the master of your magic. Your will must be stronger than it. Then it will surrender to you.”
“Are you giving me a magic lesson right now?” I laughed.
The sound died in my throat when Luc’s fingers rocked inside my body stoking the fire between us. His fingers twisted finding my sweet spot. He rocked gently drawing out each thrust of his digits. My toes curled into the bed as I struggled both to give in and stay in control.
“Sex and magic are acts of creation. They aren’t that different,” Luc finally answered my question.
Then the room was quiet except for the moans creeping out of my throat as he rocked his fingers into me. I stretched out trying to force the reaction of my body into my feet and legs. The tingle of Luc’s magic sank into my body everywhere he touched me. My own rushed for his leaving me with a heady feeling, but still fingers. Luc caressed my back moving up and down and then side to side as if he stretched out the magic to prevent it from coiling in one spot.
His fingers thrust faster inside of me. My own twitched and ached to grip the bed, but I didn’t want a repeat of the headboard.
Stay still damn you!
Luc’s fingers brushed against the perfect spot as my body relaxed and opened to him. My thoughts evaporated as pleasure washed over me. My fingers curled into the comforter seeking out the soft layers of fabric. Luc delivered another stinging slap to my ass. I flinched and my fingers uncurled as I moaned. Was he trying to give me incentive to curl them? The heat of his hand lingered on my ass cheek as his fingers pounded into me. I bit the comforter and growled as my fingers twitched and bobbed eager to explode with magic.
Luc ran his fingers over the soft textured skin of my scrotum. It was the final touch I needed to let go of everything. The fire in my belly exploded. I slapped the bed, but nothing magical happened outside of the waves of pleasure coiling and turning inside of me. Luc didn’t stop thrusting his digits until I fell still panting on his lap.
I rolled over and looked up at him. His wolf lurked just beneath
the surface of his hungry eyes.
“Do you want me to help you out?” I looked at his throbbing cock. “Or do I still need to keep my hands still?”
“Come here,” Luc growled and pulled me into his lap sitting up and facing him.
Our lips met in a clash of passion as he groped my ass cheeks. Returning the kiss with fervor I wrapped my fingers around the silky-smooth skin of his shaft. With my wolf satisfied for now my thoughts were clearer than before. The scents of our pleasure mingled together urging my hand to move faster over him.
Luc growled into the kiss as his thick cock twitched in my hand. His nails dug into the flesh of my ass as he grew closer to release. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pressed my forehead against his. Meeting Luc Montero was the beginning of a new era of my life. Love, magic, and family all took on a new meaning.
He kissed me again sucking my lip into his mouth for a second. His cock twitched and jerked as his seed spilt between us. He threw his head back and let out a triumphant howl before pulling me in for a hard kiss.
“Mind you, most young witches don’t receive such interesting magical training. You’re one of the lucky ones,” Luc smirked at me when the last of his pleasure was spent.
“We are the lucky ones,” I grinned and kissed him again.
Chapter Fourteen
Luc
After a quick shower we headed down to the kitchen for lunch. Aidan’s satisfied scent left a smug smile on my face. The cook outdid himself with laying out a well-planned brunch. He left a variety of options, because none of us were sure what our guest would like. Magic users eat more than the average shifter due to sharing our nutrients with the magic flowing through our veins.
“Guess the servants are real,” Aidan laughed as I pulled out his chair for him.
“Very real. Magically made, but real. They’re a more advanced form of the Magi program a lot of hotels are using to improve customer service.”
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