Chapter 15
Hoping to ease what he thought was Jackson’s biggest worry, Steel said, “Babe, I don’t expect to become Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. You’re the Alpha and I think you have, and are doing a damn fine job.”
Jackson interrupted, “What are you talking about? You’re just as good as I am, probably better.” He wasn’t going to let anyone question his mate’s abilities, including Steel himself.
Steel hugged Jackson a little tighter, smiling at how protective his mate was—he loved that.
He knew the Fates picked the right person to be his mate; very strong but able to counterbalance his pure Alpha tendencies with the empathy he was missing.
Jackson will make a perfect parent for our family of Dire pups.
“Babe, I think my time will be best spent dealing with the Silver Point pack issue and the kill order hanging over you, your brothers, and our pup. It may even include Jimmy if they find out he helped you.”
Steel continued, “While I’m not too worried about Jimmy—because Mystia will protect him—there’s always the possibility he can be caught in a surprise ambush.
As for your brothers, the mating and pregnancy is a lot for them to handle right now.
Let them get to know me first and then we’ll see how it goes, but know this, I’m not eager to take on the Alpha role. ”
He paused for a second before adding, “But also understand this, mo chroí, at no time will I allow you to place yourself and our pup in danger. So, while I expect you to talk to me first about whatever actions you want to take, I will not interfere with your role of Alpha in front of your brothers. Your safety comes first and I’m asking you to respect my position on that matter. ”
Jackson’s body tingled with the possessive growl coming from his mate that resonated deep within his soul.
Not only was Steel protective, he clearly knew what would make Jackson happy and handle his worry about his brothers.
What a fantastic mate I have! He didn’t know how, but somehow Steel sussed out Jackson’s little niggling worry when he found out he was an Alpha/Omega hybrid: Would Steel view him as a lesser Alpha—or as not one at all?
Steel reassured him that he not only respected the Alpha part of Jackson, he also viewed it as equal to his.
Still, there was one issue Jackson wanted clarified.
“How can I talk to you first about what I want to do if we’re in a pack meeting?
Do you want me to excuse us both so we can talk in private? That could be awkward.”
“Yes, it would. We’ll use our mind link—which all fated Dire mates have—for privacy,” responded Steel.
“But we don’t have one,” grumbled Jackson. “I haven’t been able to hear your thoughts at all since we mated.”
“We do have one,” Steel assured him. “I know because I heard your thoughts this morning when you first woke up. Because it appeared you couldn’t hear mine, I closed my link since I didn’t want you to think I was taking advantage of you.
Let’s try now. I’ve opened my mind link, see if you can hear my thoughts,” prompted Steel.
Jackson focused inwardly, trying to hear Steel but failed to make a connection.
“Maybe I can’t do it because I’m not a Dire Wolf,” complained Jackson.
He scrunched up his face, as if it would help, trying again to hear Steel talk to him.
Nope, he had… wait, yes, there Steel was!
Jackson whooped, sending a message back to his mate.
“I love you too,” purred Steel, lifting Jackson’s face and kissing his eyes, nose, jaw, and ear before ending on Jackson’s lips. Steel then pulled back, loving the dazed look Jackson gave him. “Any more questions, babe?”
“Yup, one more. Will you fuck me?” asked Jackson, grinning.
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It was four o’clock when Jackson and Steel headed back to the Blackwood Pack house. As they drove down the driveway through the trees, Steel could see the tension in his mate.
Jackson, still awed by the setting, faced Steel and asked, “I know your house is gigantic but how much land do you have to run on?”
“Two hundred thousand acres,” replied Steel. Then, taking a quick look at his mate, he said, “Of course part of that includes several mountains so it’s not all flat land.”
Jackson whistled. “Why so much land?”
“I moved here to find my fated mate and if it happened, I knew we’d be having pups. I wanted enough land to give them plenty of running room and also ensure our privacy,” explained Steel. “And there’s plenty of game for the pups to learn their hunting skills.”
Jackson put his hand on his belly where his pup was growing, smiling at the wonder of it all.
Sometimes it seemed he was dreaming—he’d never been so happy in his entire life and, especially after the massacre, he never thought it possible.
He pictured his pups scampering through the forest, his mate trying to corral them as they were drawn in different directions by every new scent and sound.
As they drove through the security gate, Jackson laughed at the silliness of his dreaming. He leaned over, kissing Steel on his cheek and put his hand over his mate’s crotch, he squeezed the bulge gently. “I love you, mate of mine and can’t wait until our pups are running all over this land.”
Jackson’s laugh made Steel’s heart skip a beat at its glorious sound.
He wanted more of it but the picture his mate planted in his head while squeezing the source of the pups…
well, Steel was ready to pull over and ravish him again.
Shit, I need to get control of my thoughts; his cock was growing uncomfortably hard in his jeans.
Looking over at Jackson, he saw the deviltry in his mate’s eyes; Jackson knew exactly the effect he was having on Steel’s groin.
Steel growled, “You better stop it or you’ll find yourself bent over the hood while I take care of what you caused.”
Jackson’s eyes widened as the image of Steel’s threat flashed in his mind and lust blew through him like a wildfire. Damn! I want that! He squeezed Steel’s cock harder, trying to make his mate carry out his threat.
Steel groaned as his body heat went up and a fierce need to take his mate enveloped him.
Spying a copse of trees that would provide cover from passing motorists, he pulled into them.
Grabbing the hand that was tormenting his cock, Steel lifted it to his lips, licking the fingers before sucking two into his mouth.
Lavishing them with spit first, he then ordered Jackson to get out, bend over the side of the hood and get himself ready.
Watching his mate comply, he then savored the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
He slowly got out of the Ranger Rover, walked to his mate and watched Jackson’s fingers working to open that beautiful pink rose for Steel’s cock.
Keeping his eyes on his mate, he unzipped his jeans and slowly taking his hard, dripping cock out, stroking it while waiting for Jackson to say he was ready.
Steel hoped he didn’t have to wait too long—he was in danger of coming just viewing the erotic scene playing out before him.
Jackson couldn’t believe he wanted to be fucked outside, realizing with a start he was a bit of an exhibitionist. Who would have guessed?
Not me. Bending over with one hand on the hood, he worked his fingers in and out, widening his hole for his mate’s thick, long cock.
Steel got out of the car, and stood behind him, watching as he worked to open himself.
Oh, my gods! This was the sexiest thing Jackson ever experienced, causing him to drop his head as feelings of passion took hold in his groin.
His rigid cock was now slapping against his stomach as his body jerked in response to the thrusts of his fingers.
Glancing behind him, he saw Steel stroking his eager cock with his eyes fixated on Jackson’s ass.
His knees shaking, Jackson knew it was time.
“I’m ready,” he rasped, unable to say anything else as his need was now at the boiling point.
With a powerful thrust Steel’s cock entered Jackson, finally surrounded by sweet, wet, heat. Moaning at the sensation—sure he would never get enough of Jackson’s fantastic ass—Steel stopped when his cock was finally balls deep, needing to savor the moment.
“Move dammit!” yelled his mate. Steel grabbed Jackson’s hips, pounding his mate’s ass as Jackson braced himself against the hood.
Harder and harder, Steel pumped, determined to make Jackson come first. A steady stream of curses and moans poured from Jackson’s mouth, ratcheting up the need in both of them.
And then, just when Steel thought he’d have to lend his mate a hand, he felt his cock being squeezed as Jackson roared, shooting his cum into the wheel well and onto the tire where it dribbled to the ground.
Seconds later, Steel joined him, coating his mate’s insides with his seed.
He wrapped his arms around Jackson to keep him from collapsing, holding him tight to his body.
Then he whispered sweet words of love into his mate’s ear.
Jackson slowly descended back to earth, his body quieted from the intense sensations that had engulfed it.
When he finally heard Steel’s words of love, Jackson turned his head, seeking out his mate’s lips, kissing them with all the love he had for Steel.
Suddenly he heard Steel’s voice in his head, asking if he was all right.
Smiling against his mate’s lips, he answered through the mind link.
This is so cool! He felt like a member of a secret club like the one he and his brothers had when they were children.
Steel laughed, asking, “Secret club? Really?”
“Of course, it was just the seven of us older kids and we had a secret clubhouse and everything. We passed coded messages at the dinner table and even developed a secret language so no one would know what we said,” explained Jackson.
Steel stood up, gently pulling out of Jackson. He tucked his cock back in his jeans, watching Jackson carefully do the same, taking care to make sure no cum dripped on them. When Jackson saw Steel smirking at him, he frowned, “What?”
“Afraid your brothers will smell your cum?” Steel asked, smiling.
“No, not my brothers, but I certainly don’t want your parents to smell it and then have to look them in the eye as we sit down to dinner,” Jackson retorted, watching Steel blanch.
Steel took his mate’s hand, leading him to the car door. “Do you feel better now? Are you ready to meet your brothers as a mated wolf?”
Jackson nodded, getting into the car. Leaning over to buckle his mate in, Steel kissed Jackson’s jaw, licking down to his mating bite which he nipped gently.
Jackson shivered from the after effects of the action and a smiling Steel rounded the car, got in and started the engine.
Linking his hand with Jackson’s, he pulled onto the road and headed for his parents and new brothers.
Jackson was amazed again that Steel knew what he needed even when he didn’t.
That hard pounding fuck settled his nerves and gave him the peace he needed before facing his brothers.
A whirlwind of thoughts swirled through his mind as he tried to figure out how to tell his brothers the impossible had happened: he was pregnant.
Part of his uneasiness came from the uncertainty of how his brothers would now view him…
will they think I’m not Alpha enough to lead the Blackwood Pack?
Will they view me as an oddity with no right to be around them?
He really didn’t think so, but one never knew how someone would react when faced with something out of the norm.
And I am so far out of the norm, it’s not even funny. Unconsciously, Jackson’s hand cradled his belly in a protective manner; he hoped his brothers would welcome his pup with the joy he and his mate felt.
Steel heard his mate’s thoughts though he was sure Jackson wasn’t aware of it.
But they confirmed he was right about what was bothering his mate and that’s why he’d decided to stop and give Jackson something else to focus on.
It worked because Jackson, while still concerned about his brothers’ reactions, was now much calmer.
He just hoped they’d accept what he was and even show joy at the coming addition to the family. Gods help them if they rejected Jackson or viewed him as less than the wonderful Alpha he was. If that happened, Steel knew he wouldn’t hurt any of them but it didn’t mean he’d ever forgive them.
Jumping a little bit, Jackson realized Steel was turning onto the road leading home.
Shit, it was going to get real, very fast. He hoped Mystia would still be there to help him answer his brothers’ questions about what it meant to the pack.
Driving up, Jackson could see his brothers, Mystia, and Steel’s parents on the front porch waiting to greet them.