Chapter 22
Brian’s reaction to him sent a wave of lust through Reif.
Pausing only to shed his clothes, he stepped closer to Brian and, slipping his hands into his mate’s jeans, pushed them down past Brian’s hips.
Oh, my gods! Commando! Holy shit! Reif’s eyes zeroed in on the turgid cock, free from its confines, pointing at him.
Glancing up, he growled, “Open your eyes, Nessie.”
Snapping his eyes open, Brian stared at a gorgeous face, licking its lips as its eyes moved down his naked body. Unclenching a fist, Brian raised a hand, his fingers seeking to touch the olive, smooth skin taunting him with visions of long afternoons of sweaty sex.
“Uh-uh, Nessie, look but don’t touch…at least not yet,” Reif chuckled.
Moaning at being denied, Brian dropped his arm, unsure of how long he could obey; need licked along his spine, sending him into a lust filled world.
Reif knelt, tugging Brian’s jeans down to the floor before removing them, then, unable to resist, leaned forward, tonguing the plump head of the cock jutting out. Scooping up the wetness at the tip and savoring it, he went back for more, wanting to sate his hunger.
Holy fucking shit! Brian’s knees nearly buckled when he felt his mate’s tongue in his cock’s slit.
Grabbing Reif’s hair to steady himself, low throaty moans echoed around them as Brian felt lust consuming him, sending flames racing along his cock.
Tugging hard to get his mate’s attention, Brian rasped, “Reif, stop, I’m goin’ to come. ”
Ignoring his mate, Reif’s mouth encased the cock, slowly taking it all in until his nose was buried in the curls at the root.
Laving the underside with his tongue, he pulled back, his lips caressing Brian’s cock until he was at the tip, massaging the sensitive nerves around the rim.
Then, fisting his mate’s cock, Reif continued his slow assault, stroking and sucking, while listening to the garbled, sexy sounds coming from his mate.
Flicking his eyes up, he locked on to his mate’s eyes blown wide with lust, staring at him.
With Brian’s hard cock now filling his mouth, Reif increased his tempo, his hand chasing his mouth moving up and down on the hard, hot, iron rod.
Reaching up with his other hand, Reif palmed Brian’s ball sack, gently rolling it between his fingers as it tightened.
Knowing his mate’s orgasm was close, Reif extended one finger to press the bundle of nerves surrounding Brian’s hole.
Pulling on his mate’s hair, shouting as he exploded, Brian’s cum shot down Reif’s throat. His eyes rolled back as his cock continued to pump, emptying his balls, until, finally, for the first time he could remember, they felt completely drained, his mate having sucked all his cum from them.
Reif slurped up the remaining globs of cum as Brian’s cock gently slipped from his mouth. Then, licking his lips, he stood, gathering Brian into his arms, kissing him while letting his mate taste himself. “Nessie,” he growled, “I will never get enough of you.”
The aftershocks of the mother of all orgasms kept coming as Brian laid his head on his mate’s chest, listening to the fast beating of Reif’s heart.
He knew exactly what his mate meant because he felt the same way.
The love he felt for Reif began with the kiss, growing until it filled him and now there would never be a world without Reif in it.
Burrowing his face into the curly hair on Reif’s chest, Brian’s tongue licked a nipple, hearing a groan deep within his mate.
Smiling at his power to elicit that response, Brian murmured, “Same here. After all these years, my life finally begins, because the one I love is with me.”
Squeezing his eyes shut at Brian’s declaration, pure happiness filled Reif’s heart and soul, knowing the depth of his mate’s feelings.
Hugging Brian tight, he swore to himself there would never be a day his mate would regret giving his heart to him then, feeling his beast pushing, he said, “Nessie? Ready for some swimming?”
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Under the moonlight, Reif got his first look at Brian’s sea serpent with its luminescent green skin as his mate shifted and slithered into the loch. So caught up with watching the sensuous movements Nessie made in the water, Reif’s cock grew hard and his beast salivated.
When it became apparent his mate hadn’t joined him, Brian’s serpent turned around, heading back toward shore. Upon reaching him, the sea serpent, impatient to meet his mate, lifted his tail before slapping it down, causing a wave of ice, cold, loch water to crash over Reif.
Fuckingbedamned! Instantly cold, his eyes narrowed as Reif stared at his mate, sure the sea serpent was laughing at the drenching he’d given him. Shaking his head, water droplets flying everywhere, Reif plotted his revenge as he shifted.
Brian watched as Reif transformed into a smooth black sea dragon, before sliding into the water.
Transfixed at the beauty of his mate’s beast, he nearly missed the glint of mischief in Reif’s eye until it was almost too late.
Realizing Reif intended payback for the trick he played, Brian dove deep, swimming away, hoping he could out distance his mate.
Grinning at his mate’s attempt to escape, Reif followed, intentionally keeping some distance between them to lull Brian into thinking he was safe.
While, in the air, Reif’s sea dragon couldn’t fly as fast as a true dragon, it was a whole new game under water.
As far as he knew, no shifter could beat him in a swimming race and that included his Nessie.
Veering off, Reif dove deeper, out of his mate’s sight, then stopped, waiting to pinpoint where Brian was.
When his mate failed to ‘capture’ him, Brian grinned to himself, slowing down to give Reif time to catch up.
Spinning around, he searched for his mate but was unable to spot him.
After circling several times without finding Reif, Brian swam slowly back in the direction he’d come from, wondering just how slow his mate’s sea dragon was in the water.
Lurking below, Reif spotted the currents shifting as Brian swam away from him. Coming up behind his mate, still undetected, he waited until he was close enough, then raising most of his body out of the water, lunged, twisting and wrapping himself around Brian.
Coiling his body to fend off the unknown attacker, Brian was preparing to strike when his eyes saw the black tail of his mate.
His fear gone, Brian allowed himself to be captured, rubbing his serpent skin against Reif’s beast before escaping, only to be seized again as they played.
Enjoying the freedom and privacy of the remote loch, Brian swam on the surface without fear that someone might spot him, as they sometimes did in Loch Ness.
Their play finally turned into foreplay and as the sexual tension built up between them, Brian moved sinuously around Reif, wrapping around him as they danced under water, the lead changing in a thousand-year-old mating ritual.
That was, until Brian, assuming the dominant position, slid his cocks into the now docile sea dragon.
Writhing together, Brian’s cocks jerked repeatedly inside Reif, joining their animals together, forever, as his seed filled the sea dragon.
Floating blissfully on the surface in the aftermath of their sexual encounter, Reif couldn’t remember a time he was happier.
The love of his mate healed all the wounds caused by years of servitude to the men who controlled the fate of his people, filling him with determination to fight should they renege on their agreement to end the relationship.
As the moon rose higher in the sky, Brian nudged Reif’s sea dragon, then headed back to shore.
Exhausted from the emotional day, he shifted and climbed out of the water, waiting for his mate to join him.
Laughing at Reif’s expression as the cold, nighttime air engulfed him after he shifted, Brian grabbed his mate’s hand, leading him back to the warmth of the cottage.
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Logan planned to do nothing other than spend time with Kieran after the last few tense days, starting with the brunch his mate planned in celebration of Brian finding his mate.
The only problem was Kieran forgot to tell him brunch was with his brothers, their mates, Theo, Norm, and Fionn.
But he did have to admit, he was having fun, listening to the teasing and joking that always filled the air when his brothers got together.
While everyone was laughing at a joke, Logan heard a knock at the door to their suite. Excusing himself, he went to answer it and found Groose standing holding a…What the fuck? A bird cage?
“A pet shop just delivered this thing for Kieran,” Groose said, holding the cage well away from his body.
“Kieran? Are you sure?” asked Logan, his eyes shifting from the bird in the cage to his head enforcer.
“Yes, sir. The driver was very clear about it; see it even has his name on the attached gift tag,” responded Groose, shoving the cage at Logan.
Gobsmacked, Logan automatically grabbed the cage, holding it the same way Groose had—almost at arm’s length.
Unsure about what to do, he mumbled, “Thanks,” then shut the door.
Standing there, he heard another burst of laughter coming from the dining room.
My fucking brothers! If this is another one of their pranks…
“Macushla,” Kieran called, “you have to hear this joke.”
Looking at the bird, Logan wondered for a second if his mate had bought it without saying anything but discarded that possibility since it had a bow—a freaking pink bow—and a gift tag.
No, it has to be one of my brothers. Forcing himself to move, Logan entered the dining room still holding the cage as if it contained some volatile explosive.
No one was paying him any attention until…