by A J Jarrett
“Wait a minute.” Logan held up a hand. “I thought you said witches were bad. Why would they tell you that?”
“Some are, yes, but not all.” Finn thought for a moment on how best to explain it to his mate. “It’s like with humans. There’s a choice on whether or not they go bad. Some kill other people, steal things, and just break the law in general. Same goes for the paranormal world. Evil comes in every shape and form, but ultimately it’s a choice. I know a lot of witches who are the salt of the earth and wouldn’t hurt you to save their own life, but for every good one there seems to be a bad one.” Finn wrapped his arms around Logan’s narrow waist and pulled him closer.
“But don’t you worry your pretty little head about it,” Finn said with a smirk playing on his lips. “I’ll keep you safe.”
“Oh really.” Logan made a big display of rolling his eyes. “I need my snake man to protect me from the evils of the world, now do I?”
The smile on Finn’s face faded. “I hate to say it but you do.
Unless”—he held up a finger—“you allow us to exchange blood and you can become like me.”
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Logan’s brow scrunched up as he thought about what Finn just offered. “I thought we already did that? When we mated we shared blood. Doesn’t that count?”
Finn had to give it to his mate, he was a thinker. “Technically yes, but the transformation needs to take effect from a bite. I’ve already bitten you, you just have to bite me hard enough to draw blood and drink from me.” Finn could see by the look on Logan’s face, he was about to be bombarded with questions.
“Bite you? Drink your blood? But you’re not a vampire.” Logan shook his head from side to side.
“It has to be drinking of the blood by mouth so your body absorbs my shifter DNA. It’s the only way to pass on the shifter gene,” Finn explained.
“I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that. And I’m not sure I want to be a snake.”
“Logan, you don’t have to decide today. I just want you to know all your options now that we’ve become mates.” Finn dropped his eyes to stare at a nonexistent piece of lint on his mate’s shirt. “If you become a snake shifter like me, you will be stronger, faster than you are now. We together become stronger. It would harder for others to kill us.”
“Hold up a fucking minute.” Logan grabbed Finn’s face between his hands, forcing him to look up. “Why would people want to kill us?
I’m a good person, and from what I’ve seen of you you’re a good man. Why in heaven’s name would we have to worry about being killed?”
“Because I’m a Warrior of the Light. I protect those who can’t protect themselves. And with that comes risks.” Finn smoothed his fingertip over the crease on Logan’s brow. He didn’t want to burden the man he had come to love with worries of a war he had no part in starting.
“So being with you could be dangerous?”
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“Yes.” Finn nodded his head. So much sadness bled through that one word that Finn’s chest ached with the thought of Logan turning his back on him and never looking back. Because who would voluntarily be with someone that could ultimately result in their death?
“Hey, don’t look like that. I’m not leaving you. I hate the fact that you could be harmed or even killed. But I can’t imagine living a life without you. I love you, Finn, and all this crazy shit you just told me will not change my mind.” Logan tilted his head to the side and leaned toward him. “And once I’ve made up my mind on something, there’s no changing it, mister.”
Finn met Logan halfway and kissed his inviting lips. Just as Logan began to tease the seam of his mouth, wanting entrance, Finn pulled back. “So you want to be like me? I mean, become a snake shifter?”
Logan laid his head on Finn’s shoulder and rubbed his forehead into the crease of his shoulder. “I think one day I will but I’d like to hold off on doing that just yet.” Logan sat up and looked into Finn’s eyes. “Is that okay?”
“Yes, it’s more than okay. It’s only natural to give you time. I would never take that away from you.”
“Good!” Logan shouted as he tackled Finn to the bed. “Now that I know we’re pretty much married, let’s consummate this union again.”
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Chapter Eight
Everything Finn just told him sounded like crazy talk, but deep inside Logan knew it was the truth. Maybe that was part of the magic Finn had mentioned.
All his life he wanted to have a family of his own. One that would never leave him or die. And as luck would have it, he found that with Finn.
Logan dove in for another kiss. He moaned at the erotic flavor on his mate’s lips. Sweet like honey with a kick of a fiery pepper.
As the kiss heated up and became more passionate, Logan snaked his hand between him and Finn. He tugged free the button holding Finn’s monster-size cock captive. When the fastening popped loose, he pulled the flaps to the side, exposing Finn’s heated shaft.
The need to taste his lover’s skin had Logan traveling southward toward the luscious prize at the end of his journey. Finn jerked and fidgeted on the bed as he licked, sucked, and bit his way down the expanse of Finn’s body. And a gorgeous body it was. The way the muscles of Finn’s chest and abdomen tensed and quivered at his touch was art in motion. So graceful, as if choreographed but with a wild edge to the movement.
When Logan finally made it to his destination, Finn’s cock oozed pre-cum freely from the reddened tip. His tongue darted out to taste the clear liquid goodness. Logan’s eyes fell shut as fireworks shot off behind his eyelids. The taste was so smooth and welcoming that Logan wanted to start every day of his life eating this man’s cum.
“Suck it, Logan,” Finn groaned. “I want to feel that mouth of yours claim me.”
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The coarse edge to Finn’s voice played him like a violinist played his instrument. Finn was the bow that controlled Logan’s actions. He licked from root to tip, taking care to suck along the ridge of the flared head. Logan sucked down Finn’s length in one deep swallow.
The bed shook as Finn pounded his fist into the mattress. Logan’s ego wanted to stand up and take a bow at the pleasure he gave his lover. He took the cock filling his mouth even deeper until Finn’s curly, short pubic hair rubbed against his nose and chin. He hummed along the steel pole lodged in his throat, causing Finn to convulse from the vibrations it sent up his shaft.
“Honey, stop.” Logan ignored Finn’s request. He wanted the cream that lay within the hard cock. “Logan, please!” Finn cried out.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Logan’s whole body stilled. A stiff wind could have knocked him over from the shock of what Finn had just requested of him. Pulling off Finn’s length, Logan sat up enough to meet his eyes. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” Finn said with a shy smile. “I want you to make love to me.”
Granted Logan was taller than Finn, but he had just assumed the man was pure alpha and wanted to do all the penetrating. Well this was a wonderful surprise that he wasn’t going to pass up. Something primal within him wanted to claim Finn so the world would know who the gorgeous man belonged to. Logan thought it was weird he felt like this. He was never the overly jealous type, but he wanted to stake his claim on Finn. His love ran so deep he wanted to mark his lover any way he could.
“Roll over.” Logan barely recognized his own voice. It was rough and wild with lust.
Doing as he was told, Finn flipped over to lie on his stomach.
Logan grabbed the waist of Finn’s jeans and yanked them down his legs. He couldn’t help but reach out and massage the firm, tight ass on display in front of him.
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With one last squeeze to Finn’s ass, he hopped off the bed.
Quickly removing his own clothes, he climbed back on the
bed and pushed Finn’s legs further apart. Reaching over, Logan grabbed one of the pillows and positioned it under Finn’s hips.
“So fucking beautiful,” he mumbled right before he leaned forward to lick a path from the crease of Finn’s ass up his back, all the way to the base of his neck. The way the tan skin moved over Finn’s muscled back reminded Logan of the way the wheat fields moved when the wind blew at high speeds. A fluent, shimmering motion.
Logan pressed his chest into Finn’s back as he covered his body.
Finn turned his head to the side. Leaning forward, Logan kissed the puckered lips Finn offered up to him. The melding of mouths stirred the ever-growing fire between his thighs. He had to take his lover now before he came all over Finn’s back.
He broke the kiss, and Finn didn’t argue the loss of contact. Logan trailed his tongued all the way back down Finn’s body until he reached the bubbled butt propped up for him. He kneaded the well-rounded flesh, and he felt Finn relax farther into the bed. Pulling the cheeks apart, Logan stared at the small pink pucker of his lover’s entrance. He flattened his tongue and licked from the base of Finn’s balls up to Finn’s pretty little hole.
“You taste so good,” Logan said as he growled his pleasure. He circled his tongue around the opening, pressing his tongue hard against the tight muscle. “I want to eat you up till there’s nothing left.”
“God yes!” Finn’s shout echoed in the large, quiet room. “Eat me, fuck me, just make me yours, Logan.”
Logan sucked a little longer on Finn’s enticing hole until it was drenched with his spit. Sitting up, he grabbed his dick in hand and rubbed it against the little bud. It fluttered around his tip, and Logan just wanted to ram his hard cock deep inside Finn’s hot heat. But he needed to be smart and not hurt his lover in the process.
“Lube, where do you keep your lube?”
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“There.” Finn waved a hand toward his nightstand. The man’s body was so loose he barely had control of his arm. It pleased Logan to know he caused this strong, sexy warrior to fall apart at the very seams.
Logan grabbed the tube and squirted the clear gel in his hand. He covered his dick then smeared the remainder between Finn’s ass cheeks. Logan teased a fingertip in the opening but didn’t go any further. He wanted his cock to be the first thing to sink deep into Finn’s velvety depths.
Scooting up close behind Finn, Logan guided his cock toward Finn’s hole. He cautiously pushed forward then retreated. He repeated that movement until Finn’s body gave way. He pressed all the way into the hot channel until his balls smacked against Finn’s ass. He grunted his relief at finally being burrowed tight inside his lover.
Finn on the other hand was mumbling uncontrollably for Logan to move his ass. Gathering his control, Logan thrust his hips forward, plowing into Finn’s silky warmth.
“So fucking good,” Logan said as he reached forward to sink his fingers into Finn’s shoulders.
Finn arched his back, pushing his ass up higher for Logan to plunge into. Logan gasped for breath at the way Finn’s body fit to his cock like a glove as if this man was made just for him. And if what Finn said were true, he was.
“Harder, honey,” Finn said breathlessly. “Faster!”
At his lover’s request, he did just that. With sweat dripping off his body, he snapped his hips forward so hard Finn lost his gripping for just a moment, but Logan never let up. If his man wanted hard and fast, then by god he wouldn’t disappoint him.
Just as the mind-numbing tingling started in his lower back, he felt Finn shift a little bit to grab his own cock. They worked in sync with one another, climbing the mountain to the best orgasm Logan had ever experienced. The smacking of skin against skin was the final straw.
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Logan’s orgasm ripped through him so hard it almost hurt. He shouted out Finn’s name as he filled his lover’s abused hole with his cream.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Finn chanted as he his body shook beneath Logan’s. Logan could smell Finn’s seed as it was wrenched from his body.
They continued to rock back and forth until Logan collapsed from sheer exhaustion over Finn’s back. He wrapped his arms around his man and kissed along his neck. Finn tilted his head to the side, giving Logan better access.
“That was amazing. Will it always be this good?” Logan couldn’t help but ask. Was it just great sex or was it a mating thing?
“Better,” Finn purred, the sound vibrating through his chest to ripple against Logan’s.
“Well then, my mate, I just don’t know how I will survive an eternity of all this awesome sex,” Logan teased Finn.
“Then I would suggest a new exercise routine so you can keep up with me.”
He shifted off Finn so they could lie facing one another. In all his life he had never felt so in love. Granted Logan was still young, but he knew this was it. No other man would ever compare to Finn, and if he were being honest, he didn’t want anyone else, only his rattler.
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Chapter Nine
An hour later Finn started to complain that he was hungry. So they took a quick shower which turned into mutual blow jobs, then got dressed and headed out of the bedroom.
Finn led Logan down a long staircase to the kitchen. Logan could hear the voices and laughter long before they reached the door.
Nervousness caused his hands to shake. Finn said there were other types of paranormals living in the house, and Logan had to wonder if they were all good.
“Hey, lovebirds. It’s about time you emerged from the room of sin,” Trevor teased as he sipped from a mug.
“Shut up, motormouth. If I wanted any lip from you, I’d pull your pants down.” Finn spun around with a finger to his lip, fighting back a smile. “Oh that’s right. You’re not a girl, you just act like one.”
Laughter rained out along the table as Trevor’s cheeks beamed a bright crimson. “Whatever, snake boy. I’m still extremely fuckable with or without a vagina.”
“He’s got you there,” Lawson said from where he sat at the table eating his lunch. “Hey!” Lawson shouted.
Logan saw Quinn pulling his hand back. The older man had smacked Lawson upside the head. But why? Was the loud mouth Trevor his boyfriend? Trevor did say he wanted to bite Quinn, and since they were all paranormals, maybe it was a sexual thing. Logan even felt the need to bite Finn in the throes of passion.
The kitchen door swooshed open, and Logan turned to see a thin man with bright-pink hair saunter in. He wore black from head to toe
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and was in desperate need of a tan. Logan assumed the man was a vampire.
“Oh we have a newcomer,” the man said as he walked up to Logan. He held out a hand for Logan to shake. “I’m Carter.”
“Hey, I’m Logan. I’m Finn’s boyfriend?” He took the offered hand.
“Sweetie, are you asking or telling me?” the pink-haired man asked.
Logan let out a nervous chuckle. “I’m just not sure what to call him. We’re mates, but that seems so awkward to say.”
“I know, right?” Trevor chimed in. “It’s like this Warriors of the Light business. Could that name be any drabber? I feel like I should be wearing a full set of armor when I announce who I’m with.”
He looked at Trevor and nodded his agreement. “I was thinking the same things when Finn told me.”
“Oh shit,” Lawson said from where he sat at the table staring between Logan and Trevor. “Finn, your boy is thinking like Trevor.
You better keep them apart. I don’t think this house can handle two Trevors. Ouch,” Lawson said as he looked to Quinn. “Would you stop hitting me?” He stood up, collected his plate, and walked to the kitchen sink to deposit his dirty dish. “Jeez, I’m getting out of here before Quinn inflicts brain damage on me or some shit.”
“Too late,” Carter spoke up as Lawson left the roo
m. He turned back to Logan. “So you’re Finn’s mate? That’s cool. He’s quite the hottie. I think for me it’s the allure of that snake tongue of his. I bet he can lick all those hard-to-reach places.”
Logan stood there stunned as heat overcame him. He didn’t know how to respond to such frankness. A part of him wanted to rip off the guy’s head at such a lewd remark about his boyfriend, but a part of him wanted to brag about his lover’s expertise in that department.
“Carter, shut up,” Finn said as he took a seat at the table. “Honey, just ignore him. We all do.”
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“Yeah,” Trevor agreed. “I think it’s the witch in him that makes him a dickhead.”
Witch?
Without thinking about it, Logan grabbed Trevor by the shoulders and positioned the man between him and the witch. Finn said witches could be evil, and he didn’t want to take any chances. This was all still so new to him.
“What the hell are you doing?” Trevor asked.
“He’s a witch. Finn said witches can be bad.”
“So you put me in front of possible danger?” Trevor’s voice rose an octave as he turned to look over his shoulder at Logan. “Nice to know you’d just throw me under the bus like that. And I thought we were friends.”
“I’m sorry, Trevor, but you’re a vampire, and I’m just a human.
You got better chances of survival against witches. Right?” Logan felt bad by the hurt expression on Trevor’s face. He honestly thought Trevor could protect him against danger if need be. The sound of snorts and laughter had him turning toward the table. Quinn and Finn both wore red faces as they tried to not look at him.
“Logan, sweetie, I’m a witch, yes, but I’m not evil.” Carter held up a hand as if swearing an oath to god. “On my honor, and if I’m lying, I’ll never dye my hair again.”