Chapter 28
Seated in his office, Steel watched Jackson walk toward him. He carefully searched his mate’s face and studied his body to see how he was handling the pregnancy.
“Hey babe, you’re looking good. How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Great, lover,” said Jackson leaning down to kiss Steel’s jaw while placing his hand on the bulge in his mate’s pants.
“Love you,” Steel moaned, as Jackson palmed his hard cock, swiveling the office chair until he stood between his mate’s legs.
“I have a gift for you,” purred Jackson, kneeling and unzipping Steel’s pants. Fishing out Steel’s thick, long cock, he slowly stroked it, marveling at the feel of the iron rod beneath the velvet skin. Then Jackson’s pink tongue darted out to lap up the pre-cum dripping from the slit.
Running his tongue down the length of Steel’s cock and up again, his right hand kept stroking while his left massaged his mate’s balls.
Howling moans erupted from Steel’s throat as he feverishly finger-raked his mate’s hair.
Tightening his lips around Steel’s tip, Jackson butterflied his tongue into his mate’s slit, scooping up the dripping, slick nectar.
Steel began breathing heavily, his head fell back, but Jackson wasn’t finished.
Deep throating Steel’s cock to the hilt in one motion, he then stopped.
Steel protested, his hips starting to hump his mate’s face.
But Jackson quickly gripped Steel’s hips to immobilize them while slowly sliding his mouth up his mate’s cock.
With Steel’s cock-tip in his mouth, he looked up to see his mate’s eyes half closed. Whimpers and moans streaming from his mate’s throat made Jackson quickly slide Steel’s cock down his throat while one of his fingers searched for the puckered bud waiting to be plucked.
As his tempo of sucking and licking Steel’s cock increased, Jackson’s finger wormed its way up his ass, searching for the magic spot to rocket his lover to the stars. Steel was desperate to come, surrendering to the assault on his senses, when Jackson’s finger finally found its mark.
Roaring out his mate’s name, Steel’s eyes rolled back in his head as his cum squirted deep into Jackson’s throat.
Soaring through the stars, one thought kept racing through his mind—when it came to blow jobs, no one ever deep-throated him like Jackson.
Back on earth, Steel heard the erratic beating of his heart, wondering if it might explode.
Focusing on his mate, he was mesmerized by that wicked pink tongue, eagerly at work cleaning his cock, lapping up the remaining traces of his cum.
No longer willing to wait, he pulled his mate onto his lap, kissing Jackson’s swollen red lips, his tongue gently parting them as it found its way into his mouth.
Steel groaned as his tongue sought out and found tasty traces of his essence in his mate’s mouth.
Continuing to explore, licking everywhere before he gently ended his kiss, he finally rested his forehead on Jackson’s. “I loved your gift,” he whispered.
“I knew you would,” replied Jackson smugly.
“Oh, you did, did you?” Steel challenged, tickling his mate’s ribs.
“Stop it,” Jackson gasped between bursts of giggles.
Steel’s hand stopped, his hand moving to Jackson’s baby bump. “Okay, I’ll pick it up later when I have you at my mercy,” he leered. “So, aside from the ecstatic pleasure you gave me, what did you need me for?”
“Well, I came to see you about the night of the full moon.”
“Yes-s-s-s?” mumbled Steel, nuzzling his mate’s neck, licking and sucking to mark him.
“Babe, pay attention, the full moon. Remember?”
“What about it?” asked Steel, seemingly lost in his cuddling.
“I wanted to go for a pack run on the full moon. We haven’t done it for a while and I want to explore your land…”
“Our land,” corrected Steel.
“Okay, our land. There’ll only be a few more full moons when I’ll still be able to shift. And I think my brothers really need to let their wolves out and stretch their legs with a good long run as a pack.”
“Okay,” Steel mumbled, while continuing to mark his mate, leaving a trail of hickeys on Jackson’s neck and shoulders.
“Are you listening to me?”
Steel paused, and with a wry smile, looked at his mate. “Yes, you want to go on a full moon pack run because you think it’ll be good for your brothers and you won’t be able to shift in a couple of more months. Did I miss anything?”
Batting Steel’s chest, Jackson grinned. “You think you’re so damned clever, don’t you?”
“If the shoe fits…”
“Enough! Well, what do you think about a pack run?”
“I’m for it. Personally, I can’t wait to see your wolf. So, set it up. I agree—it’ll help settle everyone down,” said Steel, resuming his marking mission.
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Hanging up after talking to Steel, Slate sat looking at the phone.
Gods, he hated Josiah already and he didn’t even know him.
He felt sorry for a pack that had to follow a sadistic killer.
Slate would bet anything—because he knew he would win—Josiah ruled his pack by fear.
Well, better just get this over with, thought Slate.
Placing the call, he waited for Josiah to pick up.
“Hello, Alpha Silver Point speaking,” Josiah barked, answering on his personal phone.
“Alpha? I’m Slate Valentin, calling you back about your request to waive the requirement of producing a title to the land.”
“Mr. Valentin, thank you for returning my call. Yes, about the waiver—as you know, pack land is usually titled to the Alpha. Since I’m only the brother of the deceased Alpha and not a direct descendant, I’d have to go to court to have the title changed to my name and it would take at least six more months,” said Josiah.
“I don’t see the problem in doing it that way, Alpha.”
“Well, if I have to ask the Court to transfer the title, my pack would suffer because it would take longer until I’d be able to set up a mining operation. We need to start sooner rather than later because we’re in bad shape and need the gold to buy food and other necessities,” whined Josiah.
Slate was disgusted with Josiah’s tone of voice and his pathetic attempt to manipulate him by using hunger as a weapon. “Alpha, I can’t make this decision myself. The only option is for me to bring it up to the Board and ask them to approve your request.”
“I appreciate that, Mr. Valentin. If you need anything else from me about the request, please let me know,” Josiah said.
“I’ll do that,” said Slate and hung up the phone. He had a strong urge to take a shower to wash off the filth that Josiah had contaminated him with.
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Announcing at dinner there’d be a full moon pack run the next night, Jackson decreed attendance mandatory. He invited Oracle and Maximus to join them. “I know it’ll be a treat for Steel to have the chance to run with you again,” he told them.
Oracle looked at Maximus who gave a slight nod, and answered, “Thank you, Jackson. We have not had a run in our wolves for some time now—it will be a treat to do it with Steel.”
“I was also going to invite Slate, but he hasn’t arrived yet. Do you know when he’ll be joining us?” asked Jackson.
Steel answered, “I spoke with him this afternoon and his trip has been delayed because of a crisis in Mexico. As soon as it gets resolved, he’ll be coming.”
“Oh, was that before or after I saw you this afternoon?” teased Jackson.
A faint pink blush washed over Steel’s face, and he decided no answer was the best answer.
Shit, Jackson’s question brought up the image of his mate on his knees sucking Steel’s brains out through his cock.
His blush grew deeper and it wasn’t helped when his mate surreptitiously placed his hand on Steel’s groin, giving it a squeeze.
Steel was rendered speechless as his cock hardened in response to Jackson’s touch.
Maximus broke the silence. “Colton, I understand you’re in charge of outfitting the hospital downstairs.”
“Well, not in charge actually, I’m assisting Dr. Wallace,” replied Colton.
“Ian is a good man,” said Maximus, “in fact, one of the best. Jackson couldn’t be in better hands. When is he going to arrive?”
“I think in another two months. In the meantime, Steel has ordered the equipment and I’ll set it up when it comes so everything will be ready for the doctor,” Colton answered.
Steel heard only half of what his father and Colton were discussing but he owed his father a debt of gratitude for diverting attention away from him.
Jackson removed his hand but Steel was left with very tight pants; his hard-on refusing to go down.
Someone was speaking but it wasn’t until Jackson nudged him that Steel realized he’d been asked a question. “I’m sorry. What was that?”
“I asked if you knew when the ultrasound machine would be arriving?” said Colton.
“Ahhh… in two days,” Steel managed to say, deciding his mate would pay tonight for wreaking havoc on his cock.
Colton turned to Jackson. “How about we schedule your first ultrasound for Friday then?
“Will you be able to see my nephew?” asked Dakota.
“Maybe the baby will be your niece,” smirked Cody.
“Your niece too, you know,” retorted Dakota.
“Actually, the baby will be ours, no matter what it turns out to be,” Logan said. Then turning to Colton, “Will you be able to determine the pup’s sex this Friday?”
Colton thought for a moment. “Maybe. This is my first Dire Wolf pregnancy so I can’t give you an answer until I see what stage the baby’s development is at,” he replied.
“I’m putting 40 bucks on it being a boy,” called Zane from the end of the table.
“Forty on a girl,” responded Carson.
Listening to his brothers shouting out their bets on the sex of his pup made Jackson happy that they’d all accepted his pregnancy. And it seemed they were just as excited about having a new Blackwood Pack member.
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Gazing from their bedroom window at the clear, darkening sky, Jackson contemplated the view.
He loved the way Steel’s house was oriented.
The views were spectacular and at night, in bed, he and Steel were bathed in moonlight.
He looked forward to the run tonight which, hopefully, would include mating with Steel in their wolf forms. That would be the height of pleasure as their wolves could fully express their animal instincts.
Moving his hand to his belly, absentmindedly caressing his pup, Jackson was sure his morning sickness was over and his overwhelming tiredness had subsided.
He was looking forward to seeing his baby on Friday during the first ultrasound session.
Jackson was so deep in thought, he never heard Steel enter.
Wrapping his arms around Jackson, Steel pulled him back against his chest.
“I love you,” Jackson murmured, turning his head for a kiss.
Gently kissing his mate, hugging him tighter to him as one hand moved down to their pup, Steel asked, “How are you feeling, babe?”
“Funny, I was just thinking about how good I felt—no more barfing, more energy, I think my pregnancy has turned a page,” replied Jackson.
“Well, I have a present for you since you’ve passed the pain-in-the-ass stage.”
“Really?” Jackson’s face lit up with a sweet smile. “I love getting presents. That was my favorite thing about the Long Night Moon Festival. In fact, I always bought myself a gift and wrapped it just to make sure there was one for me to open.”
“You did not do that. You’re just making it up, right?” Steel asked, grinning.
“No, really! When I bought gifts for my family, I always bought one for myself. And then I would wrap and unwrap it several times before we all opened our presents. I really miss it now that my parents and younger siblings are gone,” he said sadly.
“I’m sorry babe,” Steel whispered in Jackson’s ear. “But I promise we’ll make new traditions with our pup and families so you can replace the sad ones with happy ones.”
Turning around in his mate’s arms, Jackson snuggled into his chest. The sound of Steel’s strong and steady heart beat made him relax. Secure in his mate’s arms, he played with Steel’s nipple, “So, what’s my present?”
“Ummm, babe, I recommend you stop that or we won’t make it to the run tonight,” Steel groaned.
“Party pooper,” giggled Jackson, removing his fingers.
“Ahhh, later babe, I promise,” Steel smirked, continuing, “since you’re feeling better, I want to take you on a babymoon.”
Jackson couldn’t believe it. A babymoon! He’d dreamt about it but wasn’t sure how his mate would feel. Time away for just the two of them and no day-to-day worries or problems to interfere. What a treat!
Raising his head, he grabbed Steel’s face, planting a loud, lip-smacking kiss on his startled mate.
“I take it you approve,” Steel chuckled, while Jackson kissed him all over his face and neck.
“Hell, yes!”
“We have to go soon, because once you start showing more, it will be hard to explain to humans.”
“Oh, where are we going?” Jackson asked, pausing his kissing assault.
“That, mo chroí, is a surprise.”