CHAPTER FOUR
E amon couldn’t have asked for a better outcome to the upheaval of their first meeting. The bond was true, and misunderstandings were temporary when both hearts were beating like one. Troy was a handsome fucker and cultured. He was an absolutely awesome individual, and he accepted Eamon, a backwoods alpha, as his partner in life. Eamon knew how lucky he was and would never take a minute with this man for granted.
He kissed him, going deep and searching for every feeling, every sensation, learning everything he could about his mate. Everything was a first, the touching, the kissing, the tasting, and the connection. This was the beginning of the rest of his life, and it looked fantastic in every fucking way.
Eamon took the lube, spread it generously over his fingers, and moved to position himself between Troy's lovely, long legs. He spread them apart with his knees and reached down and searched for his sweet, tight entrance. Troy ran his hands over Eamon's shoulders and back, leaving excited ripples of sensation pulsing through Eamon's body. He wanted this man so badly his hands were shaking.
He took a deep breath and scented the sweet fragrance of his mate, and it calmed him in a way nothing else could. "I love your scent, baby," Eamon whispered and trailed kisses across his jaw and down the side of his neck. Troy was so goddamn beautiful Eamon wanted it all, and he wanted it now.
He’d always been a patient man calm and watchful but right now his mind was racing in several different directions, and his body was trembling with the need for this man. He was a mess and yet he had never felt better or more centered and grounded in his life. Troy moaned and it was the sweetest of sounds and he wanted more. Eamon thrust his fingers deep inside the tight muscle stretching and loosening. The feeling was unlike any other.
Troy's body welcomed him and embraced him in a beautiful, tight, moist heat. Eamon plunged deeper, adding another finger and increasing the stretch. Troy moaned again, and it was wonderful. He kissed him on the shoulder and across his chest, enjoying the warm taste of his body. His vampire was delicious.
He slowly slid his fingers out of Troy’s hole and gave his own cock a few strokes before stretching out over his eager mate. He was much larger than Troy and easily covered him completely. “I’m going to take you now.” He whispered into Troy’s delicately shaped ear. Everything about this man was beautiful and perfect.
"Take me, Eamon," Troy whispered back on a breath that was soft and hesitant.
Eamon felt his wolf rising within him as the time to claim came over him. He arched his back and thrust forward, driving his cock deep inside Troy's wet heat, and buried himself to the base. He held himself there for a few moments, letting his little mate adjust to his size. Troy let out a soft breath and smiled, looking up at Eamon as if he were someone special. It touched him deeply in the cool recesses of his heart.
"The thrusts and strokes came fast as the need for completion was taking him over. Eamon struggled to slow down, wanting this, their first time together, to be perfect. The kissing, the touching, and the understanding that they were connecting on a level so deep and so complete was overwhelming but also welcome. Eamon wanted his mate and had dreamed of the day they would meet, and now that day was here, and his heart was filled by Troy Florin, the gorgeous vampire.
Troy began to match his thrust, forcing him deeper and increasing the sensations, stimulating nerves and sharpening feelings. This was so intense Eamon lacked words to understand, so he simply went with it, feeling it all and accepting everything.
"I could fall in love with you, Eamon," Troy spoke haltingly as his breath was coming out in rapid pants. The statement was profound, and Eamon went right about the claim, not wanting any more issues or misunderstandings to delay or derail.
He plunged in hard, connecting them body and soul, and he came in an explosive climax that shook him to the core. Troy held his breath and gripped him tight, and Eamon felt his warm release pooling between them. Eamon didn't wait, nor did he second guess, and he sank his teeth into the delicate flesh of Troy's shoulder. He marked him as the Alpha Mate.
He licked the wound closed and reached down, dipping a finger into the sweet essence of Troy's release, and then placed the finger in his mouth, tasting the beauty and the fullness that was his mate.
Troy’s eyes suddenly blazed and his teeth dropped, and just that fast Troy’s teeth were in Eamon’s neck, and he was feeding, and the sensations were rocking Eamon world.
He felt lightheaded, out of body, and euphoric, and then came the rush of pleasure that set everything on fire. Troy held fast, and Eamon felt the bond that had snapped into place become stronger and richer. He could feel so many things, and his wolf howled in ecstasy.
"Mason and I were both let go after the incident with the vampire." Bates sat down in the chair by the door. Councilman Martindale had called for him after hearing that Bates had been dismissed for mistreatment. He wanted to know more and to get a read on Bates.
“Do you think you can help us? Do you think we might get our jobs back?” He sounded hopeful but also possessed a strong dose of entitlement which was easy to work with and manipulate. The councilman smiled and nodded.
“Anything is possible.”
"He was just a fucking vampire, for fuck sake. Why all the trouble? It's not like he matters." Bates was perfect for the councilman's next project. "I heard from the guys at the station that the Alpha took the vampire home with him." That caught and held the councilman's attention.
"Eamon was pretty irritated that the guy had been roughed up and seemed concerned about how the Coven would react. Makes him sound like a coward to me. Who cares what the Coven thinks if they don't like it fuck them." An absolute diamond in the rough. The councilman could not stop smiling.
“Do you know the vampire’s name?”
“Troy Florin.” He said and shook his head like who cares it means nothing, but it meant everything.
“His brother is Castille Florin are you familiar with the man?” Martindale asked and Bates shook his head.
"He's a vicious and deadly vampire, and I think you may be right in that our new Alpha is afraid." He pushed on the man's need for superiority.
“No vampire would ever make me squirm. I don’t care how deadly he may think he is. Our Alpha is a disgrace.” He almost shouted.
"I agree with you, but there is little we can do. He was appointed by the elders, and it is a life position. We won't get rid of that embarrassment until he dies." Another little push coupled with a subtle suggestion.
“Maybe it’s time I send Eamon Coles to meet the ancestors.”
“If you play it right, Castille Florin will do it for you.”
Come morning Eamon and Troy were still locked in a mutual embrace holding one another fast and sure. The contact had ensured the growth and vitality of their new bond linking them together not only physically but also mentally and spiritually. Troy could sense Eamon’s thoughts and emotions and it gave him an even deeper understanding of Eamon.
His emotional state was satisfied and happy. He was very happy, and so was his magnificent wolf. Troy got a peek at the amazing beast last night, and he was something to behold. The bond between them extends to this beast, and Troy is keen to learn all he can about him. He felt the protective shield that touched him when the wolf's eyes met his, and it was intense.
He looked at the man there wrapped in his arms and marveled at the perfection that lay before him. His beloved was beyond anything he could have dreamed and he thanked Fate for her generosity. His black hair hung loose and messy around his face and it added to his intense wildness. Eamon was smart and strong and good the three most important qualities for a successful leader.
Their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, all smooth and exact. He moved his hips, pressing his cock against Eamon's thick thigh, and he received a soft moan for his efforts. Eamon pulled him closer and snuggled in.
Troy was fast falling in love with this big wolf everything about the man spoke to Troy he was everything he wanted and needed. Castille was going to be shocked and Troy wondered about his acceptance, but it didn’t matter because his beloved was his life now. Castille would have to find a way to get over his wolf prejudice and learn to get along.
"Why are you staring at me?" Eamon mumbled, his eyes still closed and his face pressed to Troy's shoulder.
“Because I can’t believe how generous Fate was with me. Giving me such an impressive example of male perfection and the most handsome wolf in all creation.” He chuckled when Eamon smiled.
"Wow, that's quite the declaration, but I got to say that I'm the lucky one here. An old wolf like me snagging a gorgeous fashion model that's something you only see in the movies." Eamon rolled to half-cover Troy and was looking down at him with eyes that adored him. It was a feeling Troy had never experienced having someone adore you and show it so wholly and honestly. "I'm pretty sure I'm falling in love, Troy." He said this and pressed a kiss on Troy's lips, and it felt wonderful, both hot and endearing at the same time.
“My wolf tastes so good in the morning.” Troy crooned and ran his tongue along Eamon’s lower lip making him tremble just a little and close his eyes.
"Keep that up, and we may never leave this bed today," Eamon responded in a tone deep with desire and kissed him again, but this time it was hard and heated. Troy wrapped his leg around Eamon and pulled him closer, and then a loud buzzing began to sound.
Eamon could not believe how bad the timing was for a visitor. He'd contacted Aaron and told him to take the night off, and he headed out to spend the evening with friends. Eamon wanted to have the house completely to himself and Troy, and now there was no one to answer the fucking door. This was the Pack House, and the door must be answered.
He rolled over and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before getting up and pulling on his jeans. “I have to answer.” He said and Troy laughed. “Yeah, I sent Aaron home not realizing that the door and the phone were now my problem. Remind me never to do that again.”
“You will never do that again.” Eamon headed out of the room and Troy got up and headed off to the bathroom. Eamon paused to appreciate the utter handsomeness of his mate then he turned and was on his way. He wasn’t wearing a shirt or shoes but whoever was at the door at this time would just have to deal with it.
He grabbed the large iron handle and jerked the door open and was surprised to see former Deputy Bates on his porch looking contrite with a side of cocky it was an odd mix. He didn’t speak and waited for Bates to state his business.
"May I speak with you, Alpha?" Eamon stepped back and motioned him inside. They walked to the living area not far from the front door.
"Sit and state your business." Eamon wasn't in the mood to entertain the wolf who had abused his mate. Bates sat on the sofa, and Eamon sat across from him in one of the padded armchairs. He eyed Eamon for a minute before making his pitch.
"I know I fucked up and let my personal prejudice interfere with good judgment." He began, but his eyes never met Eamon's. "Is there any way that I . . . is there anything that I can do to redeem myself? I love my job and would do anything for another chance to show you that I can do better?" He finished and finally looked at Eamon but did not hold his eyes for long.
Eamon noticed Bates take several deep breaths and covertly glance around the area. He sounded sincere, but there was something about the man that did not ring true. Eamon wasn't getting a good read on him, which was odd. The sense that he was getting was muddled and vague. Perhaps Bates had a mind and emotions that were muddled and vague. Either way, it did not speak well of the man.
He couldn't give him an answer right now. The endorphins, euphoria from claiming his mate, and the overall upset of last night were still stirring his emotions. He wasn't in a headspace to be dealing with this right now.
"Check back with me at the end of the week." That was the best he could do for him, and it was more than enough considering his offenses. Bates stood and nodded appropriately, deferring to his Alpha.
“Thank you sir.” He said and as he was turning toward the door Troy walked by the archway that led to the kitchen. Eamon wasn’t sure if Bates noticed him or not again he could not get a read on him it was just the same muddled information and feelings.
Bates hurried to the door and was gone without making any further comment. Eamon was left with the sense that something was off he put in a call to Sean before following his mate into the kitchen.
"I didn't mean to interrupt," Troy said while adeptly making coffee and toast. "This kitchen is lovely. Did I mention that I like to cook? I'm not very good, but I like to keep trying." He laughed.
"You can cook for me anytime." Eamon came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him, drinking in his amazing scent. "I can't get enough of you, Troy."
Troy turned his head and placed a kiss on Eamon's cheek, and the morning just seemed so damn perfect. "We have a lot of things to discuss," Troy said as he buttered the toast and poured the coffee. Eamon agreed and reached around him to take one of the cups of coffee, and they both headed for the table situated by the glass doors, which gave a nice view of the wooded backyard.
Once they were seated Troy handed him a piece of toast. Eamon slathered it with strawberry jam and took a bite. “You make great toast.” He declared and took another bite.
“Thank you, It’s one of my specialties.” He teased. He shook his head and smiled. “I love being so connected to you Eamon. Your wolf is magnificent and so attentive.”
“Yeah, he loves you too and would die for you in a heartbeat.” Eamon finished his toast and took another and slathered it with strawberry jam. “I’d like for you to move in and for us to start our lives together as soon as possible preferably right now.” He smiled.
“You are the Alpha, and my brother is the Coven Second so we will both have some explaining to do.” Troy reminded.
“Anyone who has a problem with you is free to go find another pack. I will not tolerate any opposition or complaint.” Eamon would make that very clear. “You are the Alpha Mate, and you will be respected.
"My brother will have issues, I'm sure, but he understands the sacred power of a Fated bond. You are my beloved, and nothing eclipses that in our world. He'll come around . . . in time, I'm almost sure." Troy paused thoughtfully and then asked. "Was that Deputy Bates at the door this morning?"