Chapter Eleven
Callum
The party was the best the coven had ever seen. We staked our torches into the ground so that their flames cast light around the field, along with the silvery glow pouring down from the full moon.
I requested that everyone prepare a dish to share, and waiting for us to arrive was an assortment of haggis, fish, meat pies, and everything in between.
Lachlan gifted us with a multitude of pastries and sweets, which Brodie particularly enjoyed.
There wasn’t a moment through the whole night that he didn’t have at least one treat in his hand.
And every time I kissed him, I tasted sugar on his lips.
Several members shared their musical talents, playing tunes on bagpipes, drums and horns as the rest of us danced. Brodie had never been more beautiful as when he danced freely, with a pearly grin stretched across his face.
He showed our friends the dance moves I taught him, and most of them caught on quickly. Flynn and Fletcher had an advantage, of course, and Sam was impressed (and aroused) by their motions. Even large, broad Bastian picked it up, and he and Milo laughed as they kicked at the sky.
Poor Dante couldn’t quite get the hang of things, so he and Ben gave up and waltzed beautifully around the makeshift dance floor. It didn’t matter how they moved; all that was important was that we were all here together, celebrating love and friendship, and a peaceful eternity.
The party stretched on into the night, and slowly the crowd began to dwindle.
Ben and Dante were the first to retire, with Ben claiming through a yawn that it was past his bedtime.
Sam and his mates were the next to excuse themselves, though judging by the gleam in their eyes, I doubted much sleeping was in the cards for them.
Bastian and Milo gave their congratulations and hugs again before heading to their guest house, and Lachlan said he needed to get a little rest before opening the bakery early the next morning.
I could tell my Brodie was winding down as well. Even though a lively tune played, his head was cradled on my chest as we slowly swayed back and forth.
“I still can’t believe you did all of this for me,” he said in a quiet voice, though I heard him clearly. “I bet no other vampire has ever given their mate a party like this; especially with their own freaking parade.”
I chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “I actually have one more surprise for you.” Brodie’s head popped up and he looked at me with wide eyes when I nodded. “I’ve planned a trip for us to celebrate; sort of like a honeymoon.”
“Where are we going?” he asked excitedly.
He gasped when I answered, “Paris. We’ll dine on gourmet food, visit the Eiffel Tower, and I’m taking you to the Louvre, which is one of the most famous museums in the world.”
“Oh Callum, thank you! I’m so excited! When do we leave?”
“In two days.” I wanted to make sure he was well rested from our party before we took the trip.
Brodie propped up on his tiptoes and pressed his lips to mine. The sweet gesture quickly turned heated as we gripped each other tighter and twisted our tongues together. He backed away slowly and swallowed hard.
“I’ve got a surprise for you too.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “But it’s at home...in the bedroom.”
“I like this surprise already.” Brodie squealed and laughed as I tossed him over my shoulder and ran full speed back to our little stone cottage.
I kicked the front door shut behind us and hustled to our room.
But when I set Brodie on the floor and reached for the buttons of his suit jacket, he stilled my hands and shook his head.
“I want you to watch me.”
He stepped out of his shoes and socks, and then my mouth watered as he slowly removed his jacket, letting it crumple to the floor.
He unraveled his tie, but tossed it on the end of the mattress before unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Brodie kept eye contact with me as he slipped each button through its hole and revealed bit by bit of his smooth, creamy skin.
By the time his shirt hit the floor, my fingertips burned with the need to touch. My pulse raced and my cock throbbed with desire. His body was beautiful and enticing, and keeping my hands to myself was sweet agony.
Brodie unclasped his trousers and pushed them, along with his underwear, to the floor, finally unveiling himself fully.
His cock was heavy and rising by the second, calling out for my touch.
But before I could answer the call, Brodie lifted his tie from the bed and placed it in my hands.
When I gave him a look of confusion, he explained, “Tie me to the bed.”
I swallowed hard and tried to keep my voice even, though excitement and yearning coursed through me.
“Are you sure?” I knew what he’d been through, and didn’t want to risk his discomfort.
Brodie answered by crawling onto the bed and propping himself up on his knees and elbows with his hands in front of his face toward the headboard. “Jesus.”
It meant everything that he trusted me with his body and wellbeing. He knew that I’d never hurt him, and only wanted to give him pleasure. I wrapped the silk tie between the wooden slats and tied each end to Brodie’s wrists, making sure they weren’t too tight.
“I’m ready for you.” Brodie rocked his hips left and right, shaking his ass in invitation, and laughed at the throaty groan that came out of me. He watched over his shoulder as I quickly removed my clothing, not giving a damn when I ripped my dress shirt in my haste.
I climbed onto the mattress and settled myself onto my knees behind him. “Oh, Brodie.” I cupped an ass cheek in each hand and kneaded his flesh. They spread with each squeeze and I got a glimpse of his pretty pink pucker. “You look delicious.”
Too tasty to resist, so I dropped my head. The heat and desire rolling off of his body warmed my cheeks. Brodie gasped when I touched the tip of my tongue to his hole, and it turned into a moan as I circled around his rim.
His sweet musk danced on my taste buds as I lapped at each wrinkle and divot in his sensitive skin. He cried out as I flicked my tongue across his opening and slipped the tip inside.
“That...feels...amazing,” Brodie panted, pushing his hips back towards my face. I stiffened my tongue and pierced it inside him as he cried out my name. I rocked my neck back and forth, fucking him with my tongue until he was trembling and chanting my name. “Please, Callum; I need you inside me.”
It was a request I’d happily fulfill. I pulled my tongue free of his body and spit on his quivering hole to prepare him.
Something told me my sexy mate couldn’t wait for me to retrieve the lube, and neither could I.
I raised back up, gripped his slim hips in my hand, pressed the tip of my cock to his hole, and thrust.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I sank into his smooth, tight heat. His walls fit me like a glove, and every time we made love, it only got better. I didn’t stop until my pubes settled against his cheeks and my balls brushed with his.
Before I could ask if he was okay, my mate let out a strangled cry of, “Fuck me, Callum!”
I gave him what he needed. I pulled back until I was just inside him before slamming home, burying every fat inch of my cock into his body.
I thrust hard and steady, my thighs slapping into him, and our balls kissing together with every push.
When he begged for more, I clutched his hips harder and pulled him back into me as I pounded his sweet little hole.
“I need to come,” he exclaimed in a desperate voice. “Touch me!”
I slipped one hand beneath him and gripped his hard, slick cock. I snapped my wrist, jacking him with the quick rhythm of my hips. My cheeks puffed with quick, ragged breaths as sweat trailed down my face.
Brodie buried his face into his pillow and cried out as he burst. Warm cum coated my fingers and his asshole pulsed around the hot flesh of my cock. It was too good to hold out. I buried myself inside him and growled through my own orgasm, pumping him full of my seed.
I slowed my hand and hips to a stop, and took slow, deep breaths to bring myself down from my heights of passion.
Brodie turned his head to the side on his pillow, and I actually sighed at how goddamn beautiful he was.
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were closed, and a gentle smile played on his lips.
Brodie hummed as I pulled my softening dick from his body. I untied his hands and tossed the fabric to the floor before lying down on my back. I drew Brodie into my side, making sure to keep him out of the puddle he left on the blanket.
“Did you like your surprise?” he asked once his breathing evened out.
“Best. Surprise. Ever.”
Brodie chuckled and nuzzled his cheek on my chest. “I like doing kinky stuff with you. I’ll have to talk to Sam again before he goes home.”
I laughed out loud, not surprised in the slightest that the naughty idea came from my young friend. I’d have to thank him. “Everything we do is perfect,” I told him honestly. “I love you, m’anam.”
“I love you too.”
I held him tightly against me, thanking Fate for everything she’d given me; my life, my coven, my friends, and now the other half of my soul to share it with, forever.
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