Chapter Eleven
Logan
Watching his mate was even better than Logan had ever expected.
Mate!
Logan had a mate! And Dean was so kind, understanding, and liked Logan just the way he was. Dean was so attentive and amazing! When Logan had been saddened by the fact that Dean had a bakery to run and had to leave, Dean had asked him along. It was easy enough for Logan to take his iPad and work on his drawing as Dean moved around him.
And Logan was being a good boy, making sure not to distract his mate.
Dean was in his element in the bakery kitchen and confidence was sexy. Dean was sexy. As his cock started to grow, Logan wiggled around.
He was wearing another pair of his pretty satin panties. Dean said he loved to see him in them and Logan had never felt more comfortable in his own skin. His erection pressing against the silky material had him about going out of his mind. Yeah, Logan had been missing out and hadn’t even known it. He wiggled a little more.
“Are you being a bad boy?” Dean whispered in his ear.
Logan shrieked and jumped. He nearly fell off the stool, but Dean’s strong arms kept him in place. Turning his head, his nose brushed across Dean’s cheek. “I’m not bad.”
He was a good boy.
“So, you aren’t dancing in your seat making your pretty little cock feel good in your panties?” Dean’s voice dripped with innuendo.
Oh! Dang! “Maybe,” he hedged.
Reaching down, Dean cupped Logan's hardening shaft through his jeans. “Should you be doing that?” Dean asked.
Logan whimpered. “It’s your fault,” he accused.
“My fault?” Dean asked with a laugh. “Is that really where you want to take this?”
“It is your fault!” Logan defended. “You’re so sexy. I like watching you cook. I can’t help it that I started to get hard.” This really was on his mate.
Dean pressed his own erection against Logan’s back.
Logan gasped. “Daddy!”
“I think you’re sexy sitting here working on your bid for the park.” Dean kissed along the back of Logan’s neck. “It would be even better if you had nothing on but those pretty panties.”
Oh! Logan pushed up against Dean’s hand that was now massaging his trapped dick.
“Or maybe I’ll go ahead and pierce those pert little nipples of yours.” Dean slipped his free hand under Logan’s shirt to tease at one of those nipples.
Dropping his head back against his mate, Logan could barely keep his eyes open. He felt too good. Wanted Dean’s hands all over his body.
“You still want that, baby? For me to pierce you.”
“Yes, Daddy! Please!”
Dean nipped his earlobe. “I’m going to do just that when we get home tonight.”
Logan whined.
“Don’t worry. I’ll use my magic and make sure you’re all healed up, so I don’t have to wait to play with my boy.”
The stool under him rocked as Logan tried to push harder against Dean’s hands. He didn’t know if he wanted more pressure on his cock or his nipples. Both? Yeah, both! “Please!”
“No sex in the kitchen,” Dean told him as he took those magnificent hands away.
“But—” Logan nearly fell on his face as the stool shook with his body. His Daddy was the one that had worked him up!
“Office. Now!”
Logan scrambled as fast as he could with the slight limp he had. The stool loudly crashed on its side on the tiled floor. He turned to grab it but Dean had other plans.
“Ignore it,” Dean ordered as he grabbed Logan’s arm, helping him forward.
They reached the office. Dean slammed the door, already reaching for Logan’s shirt.
“I want to see you in your panties, baby. Show Daddy!”
Logan shoved his jeans to his knees before edging up on the side of the desk. His leg still ached a bit but that didn’t keep his cock from being hard.
“Let me just get rid of these.” Dean carefully removed his shoes and socks before tugging Logan’s pants the rest of the way off. “Lean back, baby. Let Daddy get a good look.”
He stretched out across the desk. Good thing Dean didn’t keep much on the surface.
“Arms over your head,” Dean ordered. “Arch your back. Push those pretty tits up.”
His groan filled the small room. Dean had such a dirty mouth. Logan loved it.
“Yeah.” Dean kissed across Logan’s pecs. His hands seemed to be everywhere. Like every inch of Logan’s body was being caressed. “Daddy is going to pierce his boy. Your pretty nips, your belly button…” He cupped Logan’s cock. “Maybe even this gorgeous dick of yours.”
Shuddering hard, Logan hoped he didn’t come and embarrass himself.
“You like the thought of that. Wearing my jewelry?”
“You…yours,” Logan managed.
“That’s right.” He slipped his hand inside Logan’s satin panties. His strong fingers circled the base of Logan’s shaft. “You are all mine.”
“Yes!” he hissed, pushing his hips up. His erection through Dean’s hold.
“You are so beautiful. Smart. Kind. You’re everything that I could ever want in a mate,” Dean told him.
It was hard not to look away from the intense gaze of his mate. Dean often told Logan how gorgeous he was, but Dean also included how smart and kind. Like those were just as important. To Logan they were. He had nothing to do with how he looked but he worked hard to be intelligent and wanted to be a good person. “Daddy,” he whispered. The moment was too much.
“I know it’s hard to hear.” Dean pushed Logan’s panties under his balls.
The cool air caressed his cock.
“You have not been kind to yourself even when you are the sweetest to everyone else.” Dean stroked his shaft.
“Oh!”
“But you are so much more than your pretty face. Gorgeous hair. And amazing body. You are also an artist. A smart businessman. You love everyone around you. I am so lucky that I can call you mine.” He jerked Logan faster.
“I…I’m lucky,” Logan responded. He was trying to stay still. To let Dean work him, but it was tough. Logan had never thought that another man’s hand on him would feel this good.
Leaning over the desk, over Logan’s quivering body, Dean grinned. “I’m the one that gets to suck this thick cock.”
He cried out, his head coming off the desk as Dean sucked Logan’s prick until the head brushed Dean’s throat. Logan had reached his limit. He didn’t give Dean any time to prepare. He gripped the edge of the desk with his hands still above his head as he plunged his shaft deeper into Dean’s mouth.
Dean sucked, bobbed his head, and took everything that Logan gave him.
Logan knew he should be trying to take care of his mate too but all he could do was chase the release. He wanted to come. Needed to come. Oh! He was so hard.
After one particularly hard suck, Logan kicked the desk with his sore leg and yelled.
Dean immediately popped off his cock.
“No! Please!”
“Calm down, baby,” Dean ordered. “I won’t have you hurting yourself.”
“My cock hurts,” he pointed out. “Please, Daddy?”
“Do not kick your leg again or we stop.”
That was the worst thing that Logan had ever heard. It wasn’t like he’d done it on purpose. He whimpered.
“I’ll help you.”
Bending back over his cock, Dean hooked an arm around Logan’s leg, allowing Logan to rest against him. There, that was better.
“Good?” Dean asked.
“Yes! Thank you for helping me.”
“I’ll always help you,” Dean replied. “And now I’m going to finish having my treat.”
When his mate put his mind to something, there was really no stopping him. Dean sucked, tongued, and basically drove Logan out of his mind. It was easier to push up with his uninjured leg. Logan thrust quickly in and out of Dean’s mouth as his mate brough him closer to climax.
Suddenly a wet finger brushed across Logan’s hole and that was all he needed.
He came hard, crying out his mate’s name, and he flooded Dean’s mouth with his seed. Dean sucked down every drop before carefully easing back. He placed Logan’s injured leg back on the desk.
Logan sucked in air, trying to get his breath back.
“Was that good for you, baby?” Dean asked, brushing his hair from his sweaty forehead.
“So good.” He hummed, reaching for his mate. “Kiss me?”
“I always want to kiss you.” And he did. Dean kissed Logan, stealing the little amount of control that Logan had just regained.
Logan had to rip his mouth away as he panted.
“Too much?” Dean asked.
“Perfect.” Logan glanced down at Dean’s erection. “My turn?”
Dean smiled. “I appreciate the offer, baby, but I'm saving this for later.”
Sticking out his bottom lip, Logan pouted. “But—”
“I need to finish the cupcakes, so we have the dessert that we promised for dinner,” Dean told him.
That wasn’t fair. “But you didn’t—”
“Baby,” Dean said. “It’s not always tit for tat. I enjoy sucking you off. I also like to stay hard. Edge myself a little. I enjoy it.”
“You like it?” Logan was all for instant gratification.
“Yes.”
That gave Logan some naughty ideas. “You really like it?”
Dean narrowed his eyes. “What are you plotting?”
“Nothing,” he said innocently. Nothing much. “But if you like to be teased then I could maybe help with that.”
“Ah, you're going to help Daddy?”
He nodded enthusiastically. “Yes please.”
“I would like that,” Dean said before helping Logan sit up. “First let’s get you re-dressed.”
Logan chuckled, looking down at his body. “You liked my panties.”
“I love your panties,” Dean corrected. “I know you’re not comfortable wearing them all the time but thank you for wearing them for me today.”
“Maybe.” He swallowed hard. “Maybe I can start with my silky sleep pants? Wearing them around the family, I mean.” Logan didn’t even know why he was nervous. He had family members that wore diapers! He didn’t judge them. Why would they look at him any different? If Dean and Noah accepted that part of Logan, then why was Logan so scared? He was pretty and Logan liked that!
“That is a very smart idea,” Dean praised.
Logan smiled.
* * * * *
Dean
His boy’s limp was worse than earlier. It had been irresponsible to engage in sex with his mate in the office, but Dean hadn’t been able to resist. Not with Logan sitting on that stool, wiggling around.
They reentered the kitchen with Logan in front of him.
Logan stopped, nearly making Dean run into his back.
“Baby?”
Logan whirled around to bury his face in Dean’s chest.
What the hell? Dean wrapped his arms around his mate as he looked up. Into Lucifer’s amused gaze as he leant against the corner, eating a chocolate glazed donut.
“That’s Lucifer,” Logan whispered.
“It is.” Was Logan afraid? Hadn’t they met before. Yes, Logan had told him all about Lucifer’s visit with his mates.
“He heard us!” Logan hissed.
Well shit. No doubt. Dean rubbed his hand up and down Logan’s back. “Baby, he’s mated to two men. He knows what sex is.”
Logan gasped, trying to get closer to Dean. Not like that would be possible.
“It’s okay,” Dean soothed.
“I assure you, sweet lion, that once I realized what was going on, I didn’t listen. I placed a noise blocker and made some phone calls as I waited,” Lucifer said.
Logan slowly turned around. “Really?”
“I understand what it’s like being newly mated.” Lucifer smiled. “I do wish to offer you both a Congratulations. I’m happy that Dean finally came to his senses.”
That brought Logan out of his shell. “I understand that he wanted to protect me. I’m just sad that he thought he needed to. We’re mates now though! Forever.”
Lucifer crossed the kitchen quickly. He pulled Logan into his arms before kissing his forehead. “You are a true precious boy. Dean is lucky to have you and don’t let him forget.”
Logan ducked his head as he blushed. “Thanks, Mister…Lucifer.”
“Call me Lucifer.” He pulled back to frown at Logan. “Did I see you limping?”
“Yes, sir.” Logan nodded.
His boy was cute. Flustered having Lucifer’s attention. Dean wasn’t so happy with this visit. He’d been meaning to call his friend back, but a lot had been going on.
“What happened?” Lucifer demanded. He picked Logan up, causing the boy to squeak. Gently, he set Logan on the stool he’d been seated at earlier as Dean glared at him. Dean did not like seeing another man touching his boy.
“My leg got caught in a bear trap when I was shifted.”
Lucifer growled as he knelt on one knee. “You poor thing.”
Logan’s eyes grew round and big as magic filled the kitchen.
Dean might be powerful, but he wasn’t Lucifer.
“There. That should do it.”
“Mister…I mean, Lucifer, thank you! Dean did so much to heal but the pain is finally gone!” Logan pushed up and this time it was him hugging Lucifer.
Dean was aware how much it meant to Lucifer that Logan was no longer afraid and willingly touched him. Lucifer craved the acceptance of others and Dean was proud of his mate. Lucifer’s existence hadn’t been an easy one. Dean was happy to call Lucifer a friend but other paranormals feared the king of hell.
His gaze caught Lucifer’s and Dean nodded. Thank you , he mouthed.
“Now!” Lucifer held Logan by the shoulders. “You should be all healed up but that doesn’t mean you can step into any more traps.”
Logan giggled. “I didn’t do it on purpose!”
“Of course you didn’t, you sweet boy. But next time, call me. I know you and Gage talk all the time on the Facing book or whatever. You should have told him you’d been hurt. We would have come sooner.”
“I’ll tell him next time,” Logan promised. “I didn’t want to be a bother.”
Dean had no idea that Logan was that close to one of Lucifer’s mates. And he hadn’t even thought of calling his friend.
“I’ll remind your alpha tonight. This goes for all your family.”
Logan beamed at him.
The swinging door slammed open. “Luci!”
Lucifer had his arms open as Noah raced across the kitchen. He jumped into Lucifer’s arms, hugging his neck tight.
“Hello, my friend. It is good to see you.” Lucifer cuddled Noah tight.
“You found your mates!” Noah began to pepper kisses over Lucifer’s cheek. “I knew you would! You deserve a mate more than anyone! And you got two. I’m so happy for you.”
Lucifer became teary-eyed. “Thank you, Noah. That means a lot to me.” He set Noah on his feet and Noah immediately started to dance around.
“I already got to talk to Gage!” Noah announced. “Logan and he are friends on Facebook, and we chatted before we Facetimed. We’re both black cats! I can’t wait to shift with him. When can I meet him?”
“He is currently at the alpha house with Cary. They’re hanging out while I came to talk to Dean.”
Noah turned those excited eyes to him. “Please!”
Dean knew it wouldn’t do him any good to try to get Noah to finish cleaning up, since they’d closed for the day already. “What’s left out front?”
“Just mopping! Please!” Noah begged.
“I’d be happy to mop up for the day,” Logan offered. “Gage would love to shift with Noah. It’s important.”
Now it was two against one.
“Fine. But I’ll mop up,” Dean said.
“Yes!” Noah screeched. He kissed Lucifer’s cheek one more time before popping out of the kitchen.
“That boy.” Lucifer shook his head. “I’m glad he hasn't changed. Noah needs friends like that.”
“Did Cary bring his Satan, demon, and angel toys?” Logan asked. “Nate has been dying to play with him. Nate has the custom house that Bo built for him ready to go.”
“He did indeed bring them. Asmos even made some of all of you. They were very excited. And loud.”
“That’s awesome!” Logan replied.
Damn it! “Would you like to go back to the house as well?”
Logan frowned. “No, I want to stay with you. And I can mop! My leg is all better now.” He even shook his leg in Dean’s direction.
“Fine.” Dean didn’t want to fight with his boy. Logan was a helper and if mopping made him happy, then Dean needed to let it go. As much as he wanted to constantly spoil Logan, his mate was a doer. Needed to help.
Logan climbed off his stool to come over to Dean’s side. “Thanks. I think Lucifer wants to talk to you, so I’ll get busy. Don’t forget to finish the cupcakes. We promised.”
Ah, the please forgive me for almost running away cupcakes Logan promised his family. Yeah, Dean needed to finish those. He also had a plan to decorate something special for his boy. Very pink and pretty. Dean was even pulling out the edible glitter.
“I’ll finish up and then we’ll go home,” he promised.
Logan skipped from the kitchen, and it did make Dean pleased to see the limp gone. He hated that Logan had been hurt. Dean didn’t know if he would ever forget the sight of his mate hurt and trapped. He was still angry about that damn bear trap.
“Thank you for healing him. I should have thought to call.”
Lucifer crossed his arms over his chest. Dean knew that look. He wasn’t going to make it out of this visit without a lecture.
“I have been rather busy,” he defended.
“Too busy to return my messages?” Lucifer asked.
Fuck! “I might have been avoiding you. You did threaten to hunt me down, throw me in the pits, and take Logan to your personal plane so I couldn’t find him.”
“I should have done it too.”
“Why don’t you tell me about your mates instead? I can’t believe I had to learn that you have two mates from Logan!”
“If you’d been here with your mate where you belonged, you would have met them on Christmas Eve,” Lucifer pointed out.
He sighed. Dean was not going to win this argument with Lucifer. He strolled to the counter where he had left the cooling cupcakes that needed to be decorated still.
“Lucky for you that your mate is very proud of you and told mine. I made arrangements for the boys to have a playdate and Axel invited us to stay for family dinner. That gives us plenty of time to catch up.”
“I’m happy to see you,” Dean replied honestly.
“Axel caught me up on everything. I don’t know anything about your old coven leaders, but I have made some calls so hopefully one of my demons will report back with information.”
The demons that Dean had contacted hadn’t had anything for him. “I appreciate it.”
“Now, as for my visit.” Lucifer waved his hand. A book appeared on the counter.
Dean cursed before throwing a protective barrier over the item that oozed blood magic. “What the hell? Why would you do that? My mate is in the next room!”
Lucifer frowned.
“That’s blood magic, Luci,” Dean pointed out. He was vibrating with anger. Not at Lucifer but just at having something so dangerous around his mate.
“I know! That’s why I need your help.”
“It’s centered around shifter blood. I don’t want that thing anywhere near my mate.” He had a horrifying thought. “It hasn’t been around yours, has it?”
Lucifer nodded. “They are the ones that brought it to me. Tried to summon a demon because Gage’s clowder was forcing him to marry a woman and denying his bond with Cary.”
This was a bigger mess than Dean imagined.
He created an iron and salt-lined box, making it appear on the counter. Without touching the book, he used his magic to lift it and lock the book inside the box. Once it was out of sight, he felt better. At least Logan hadn’t been in the room.
“I’d like to check your mates to make certain the book hasn’t been draining them,” Dean said.
Lucifer paled. “That’s possible?”
This was why Dean had made sure he was an expert on blood magic. The cursed objects out in the world were a real concern. His coven had hidden a lot, but Dean had seen enough to know the coven used shifters for their own purposes. The coven had thought shifters expandable and hadn’t cared what happened to them. “I’ll make sure they have protections moving forward.”
“I…I would appreciate that.” Lucifer still appeared shaky. “This isn’t my area of expertise. I can only do something if I know about it.”
“We’ll take care of it and I’ll tell you what to look out for.” Dean picked up the pink frosting he’d prepared before getting distracted with his boy. “Now tell me about your mates. Start from the beginning. Don’t leave anything out. I need to know it all.”
Lucifer pulled up a stool. “So, there I was at the strike of midnight, on December first…”