Chapter 41
Ian shook his head, sure he hadn’t heard the Captain correctly.
My subjects? What in the world is he talking about?
He grabbed Colton’s hand, hoping his mate got his mind message and began to think of other questions.
There are other Scottish Wolf Shifters? Why didn’t Oracle tell me this?
Feeling an answering squeeze from his mate, Ian sighed and leaned against Colton for support. Wait till I tell my parents!
“Who are you referring to as Ian’s subjects?” asked Colton. “We were told all Scottish Wolf shifters had been killed by humans long ago.”
“Aye, I know. I helped spread the story among humans, but a number of shifters hid in the far reaches of Scotland, the most rugged and hostile area in the Highlands. They planned to stay there until it was safe to return to their homes but by the time that happened, there weren’t any homes to come back to, so they decided to stay put and make a new life for themselves. ”
“How many are we talking about?” asked Colton.
“Maybe two hundred or so.”
Two hundred Scottish Wolf shifters? Fucking two hundred? How the fuck didn’t anyone know about this? Colton stared at the Captain. When he found his voice, he asked, “How come no one knew about them? How could they keep their existence a secret all these years?”
“With the help of me and a few other shifters. When more humans joined in killing the wolf shifters, the King had his guards gather up as many of his subjects as they could and they escorted them to the one spot in Scotland shunned by humans, because it was harsh and desolate. The King was hoping to make peace with the humans and then bring his subjects back but that never happened. Instead, he and all his guards were killed.”
“How have they survived?” asked Ian, still astounded that he and his parents were not the last Scottish Wolf Shifters.
“Well, it’s been tough, but so are they. I take supplies up to them a couple times a month and if ye want to meet them, my next run will be in a week.”
“Very much so,” Ian said, before asking Colton, “You don’t mind, do you babe?”
“That sounds fantastic. Let’s go meet your people. But in the meantime, if you don’t mind Captain, I need to take Ian back to the hotel, so he can get some sleep,” said Colton.
“Aye, ye have to look after the bairn yer going to have. Come see me early next week and we can sort everything out.”
“Thank you, Captain, I appreciate that. C’mon babe, time to go,” Colton said as he helped Ian up.
Keeping his arm around his mate, they headed for the car and, once inside, Colton set Ian on his lap, hugging him close, while giving instructions to the driver.
Soon, the darkness of the night enveloped them, and Colton felt his mate slip into sleep again.
Worried about how tired Ian was these days, he vowed to do some research tonight after his mate had eaten and gone to bed.
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Leaning back against his mate in the giant spa tub filled with bubbles, Kieran was singing some old Irish drinking songs because Logan had begged him for more of them after hearing Seven Drunken Nights in the Irish country pub.
Some were silly, some were bawdy, especially when he changed the words to reflect sex between two men, and some were rousing, but it didn’t matter, Logan loved them all.
As he sung, he piled bubbles on his head, made a bubble beard, raised his leg and coated it with bubbles, and ran his hands slowly from his toes to his thighs, teasing his mate until Logan grabbed Kieran’s cock, pumping and stroking it until it was primed to come.
When his mate removed his hand, Kieran whimpered and cried out in frustration, not believing his mate was denying him his orgasm.
“We’ll finish this in bed, hot stuff,” growled Logan, rising and lifting Kieran out of the tub before drying him with a soft bath towel after which he dried himself.
Then Logan scooped up his mate, carrying him to the bed, setting him down in the center.
Logan knew he was tired from the enormous energy he’d expended on Fionn, so all he planned to do was jerk his mate off before they got some rest. Seeing Kieran yawn, he knew he was on the right track.
“I’ll be right back,” Logan murmured, intending to get a wet wash cloth ahead of time so he could clean up afterwards.
When he got back, he chuckled; his hand job would have to wait; his mate was sound asleep.
Crawling into bed and pulling Kieran to his chest, he flicked off the nightstand lamp and buried his nose in his mate’s hair, desiring to smell him one more time before he fell asleep.
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Wiggling out of Logan’s arms in the early morning hours, Kieran grabbed a robe and took his place at the window.
Sunrise would come soon, and he didn’t want to miss this one.
Yesterday was amazing! He would never forget it, never forget the first time he used his powers to save a life, never forget the happiness he felt when Fionn woke up.
Kieran smiled. Life was good! Placing his hand over his belly, he hummed to his pup, wanting him to know he was conceived as the result of the love between his fathers, and would be cherished forever.
Two loving hands landed on Kieran’s hips as his mate walked up behind him. Giving a little squeak, he took Logan’s hands and placed them on his belly where their pup was growing. “I love you, macushla,” Kieran whispered in the quietness of the pre-dawn.
“Ditto, mo anan cara,” Logan crooned. Glancing down where Kieran had placed his hands, he added, “And that goes for you also, squirt.”
“Oohh! I love that nickname. How are you doing, squirt?”
Snorting, Logan said, “I don’t know if he’s going to like it when he grows up.”
“Of course, he will.” Glancing up, Kieran saw the thin strip of pink appearing and exclaimed, “Look macushla, our new day together is beginning.”
Logan looked and saw his mate’s favorite color span the horizon.
Nuzzling Kieran’s hair, Logan crooned Puff the Magic Dragon to his mate and their unborn pup bringing back memories of his mother singing to each of her children.
As the new day broke and the sun rose, Logan felt the deep peace that had settled in his soul since the day he confessed everything to Kieran.
Standing together while the sun continued its journey, Logan loved this time with his mate and vowed to do it every morning weather permitting. Then his thoughts wandered to yesterday. “Babe, yesterday was awesome.”
“Yes, it was. You were so freaking gorgeous as a Gold Dragon! That reminds me, we have to do that again. I loved my first dragon ride and I want more, macushla, lots more.”
Snickering, Logan said, “It was fucking amazing, wasn’t it!
I never knew how great it felt to fly and I promise you, I will give you many dragon rides.
But I was referring to what you did with Fionn.
While you were holding my hand, I could feel everything.
The love and hope you were giving him was simply awesome. ”
“It was the first time I used all my powers. I was floating on air when he woke up and honestly, I still am. Macushla, to know I saved a life, well, it makes all the studying I did worth it.”
“Babe, I’m so proud of you!”
“Thanks, I’m pretty proud of myself. Deep inside me, I had some doubts, but yesterday I just let my training take over and voilá, I did what the gods and the Fates wanted me to do.
” Kieran turned within the circle of his mate’s arms, so he could look at the face he loved, and whispered, “I was able to do it because you came into my life and gave me your whole heart and soul. You made me feel wanted when I wasn’t sure anyone would ever want me.
You gave me strength to face my weaknesses, so I could cast them aside and become stronger for it.
You gave me your absolute trust, a gift so great it made my powers a hundred times stronger, so I was able to do what I did yesterday.
Thank you, macushla, for coming after me when I ran from the best thing I could ever have. ”
When he lifted Kieran up, his mate wrapped his legs around Logan’s waist. Placing light kisses on his mate’s beautiful pink lips before nibbling on the plump bottom one, he said, “Babe, you and I are a circle, no beginning and no end. My life began the day you showed up with your sassy mouth and love of pink. Feisty, loving, protective, giving, kind and many more words could be used to describe you, but you are so much more to me. I owe you my life, for without you stealing my heart and filling it with love and hope, I was a dying man. But you didn’t stop there, you helped me tear down my impossibly high wall, melted the ice that had frozen my soul and gave me back my ability to feel again.
But was that enough? Oh, no. You gave me a family, our own pup, to love, guide, protect and help grow into a good person.
Each day of my life is special because of you… thank you for fighting for me.”
Logan carried his mate over to their bed, setting him down before removing his pink robe.
Grasping his hips, he pulled Kieran tight to him, grinding his cock against his mate’s while his mouth sought out his pink lips again.
Slowly pressing his lips against Kieran’s, Logan pushed his tongue in between them, needing a taste of his mate.
Groaning deep in his chest when he found what he wanted, Logan’s tongue danced as he twisted it around Kieran’s.
He heard his mate’s mewls of displeasure when he withdrew his tongue but quickly used it to lick Kieran’s smooth jaw right up to his ear where Logan nibbled on his soft earlobe.
Falling to his knees, he was eye-level with Kieran’s cock, causing a moan to fall from his lips.
Needing to have his mouth filled with it, Logan leaned forward until the tip was kissing his lips, then opening wide, he swallowed Kieran’s cock down to the root, lodging it in his throat.
Using his tongue, Logan licked the underside while squeezing his lips together, applying pressure everywhere he could.
Kieran was flying, and the only thing keeping him on the ground was his hands in Logan’s hair.
His mate was a master at giving head and he would never get enough no matter how long they lived.
Thrusting his hips, Kieran was moaning at the sheer pleasure he felt, his body’s need was overwhelming him.
Everything was perfect. No longer able to hold his orgasm back, he came, powerfully shooting cum down Logan’s throat.
When his balls were empty, Kieran closed his eyes savoring the all-consuming pleasure that filled his body.
Letting Kieran’s cock slip from his mouth, Logan stood and, gathering up his mate, placed him on the bed.
Then, grabbing the lube, he joined Kieran, crawling up between his spread legs.
His tongue went to work on his mate’s nipples, laving, and nipping them before sucking each tight, little, pink bud into his mouth, enjoying the sounds of pleasure falling from Kieran’s lips.
Running his tongue up to his mate’s Adam’s apple and then to his chin, he finally claimed the lips he dreamed of nightly.
Logan’s body moved slowly, teasingly over his mate’s body, their cocks rubbing together, igniting sparks of pleasure.
Pulling back so he could lube his cock and his fingers, Logan smiled at his wanton mate, lips puffy, nipples swollen, and those vivid blue eyes now almost black with desire.
Spreading Kieran’s legs wider, Logan pressed one finger against the perfect, tight, pink pucker causing Kieran to pop his hips into the air while his once again hard cock bounced against his stomach leaving a trail of precum.
Pushing one finger in and finding the place he was looking for, Logan watched his mate’s face flood with pleasure.
Nudging Kieran’s prostate, he then withdrew his finger, only to repeat the action several more times before adding a second finger, then a third, all the while kissing and licking his mate all over.
Kieran could take no more…closing his eyes, he concentrated on the pleasure running through his body as he gripped his hard cock, tugging and squeezing it. His lips parted as moans fell from them for he realized he needed Logan’s cock in him to be complete. “I. Need. You. Now.”
Hearing the passion in Kieran’s voice as he uttered his demand almost made Logan come, but he held on, pausing for a moment before removing his fingers, then giving his mate what he wanted. Logan’s cock now filled Kieran and he relished the feeling of it encased in his mate’s warmth.
Concentrating on keeping his orgasm at bay, he almost didn’t hear his mate telling…
no, demanding him to move. When the word finally registered, Logan groaned and pulled back only to thrust again into the sweet heat of Kieran’s hole.
Now there wasn’t anything that could hold him back as his hips thrust fast, hard and furiously, moving his mate up the bed by the sheer force of them.
Grabbing Kieran’s legs, he put them over his shoulders, giving him the perfect position to hit his mate’s prostate from time to time, forcing both to reach for the stars, fueled by their common need.
He heard Kieran’s cries of wanting more.
Now, without fail, Logan made sure every stroke connected with his mate’s pleasure button, seeking to have Kieran come first. Grasping Kieran’s nipples, he rolled them between his fingers, tweaking and pulling on them until he heard his mate’s orgasmic cry.
With Kieran’s ass muscles squeezing his cock, it took only two more strokes before Logan joined him, filling Kieran’s sweet hole with his cum as their wolves joined together and howls echoed throughout the room.
Floating on the sunbeams of their passion, their lips touched as they became one.
Love, burning bright, flowed between them like a mighty river, filling and healing every hurt, no matter how big or small.
Blessed by the gods and the Fates, and with absolute trust in each other, Logan and Kieran were now bound together inextricably—free from the constraints of the past and facing a future in which they would never be separated for the rest of their lives—and beyond.
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