Chapter 23
Sleep was still evident in Brian’s eyes when they opened to the sight of sunlight splashing across his mate’s bare ass.
His fingers ghosted over the enticing swell, as he smiled, remembering last night when their sea serpents frolicked and fucked in the cold waters of the lake.
It was the first time he’d ever done that in his animal form, but an irrepressible need urged him on until his dual cocks finally slipped into Reif’s sea dragon.
His mate’s submissiveness surprised him; he felt Reif’s beast expected it, even welcomed it.
He was pretty sure of what had happened but wanted to confirm it with his mate.
Brian’s eyes traveled up Reif’s body, taking in all the dips and rises of his mate’s muscled back as he thoroughly perused what the Fates had given him after all these years.
Reif ticked all of the boxes of what he’d always wanted in a mate leading Brian to conclude the Fates could read his mind.
It was still hard to believe it happened.
All these years, he’d hoped to find the one meant for him even though his parents were adamant the Fates would never waste a mate on a gay shifter.
Brian left home, traveling the earth, intent on proving them wrong.
After three hundred years of fruitless searching, Brian gave up, concluding his parents had been right.
His sadness was mitigated, though, because at that pivotal moment in his life, he found his loch and knew it was meant to be his home.
So he made a new life for himself, picking up guys at the Meat Locker when he had an itch to scratch, or content to spend time with his hand.
Some might pity him, but that would be a mistake; Brian had found happiness in the friendships he’d cultivated with Morgan and Angus.
He regarded them as brothers, trusting them implicitly because they always had his back as he did theirs—still, he wondered if that would change now that he’d found his Fated Mate.
Quickly discarding that thought, Brian knew their friendship, forged in the aftermath of the human war against the Scottish Wolf shifters, would stand the test of time.
Flicking his eyes to Reif’s face, Brian smiled at the blue eyes gazing at him. “Guid morning,” he said in a gravel voice.
“Good morning to you Nessie. Do you see something you like?” asked Reif.
“Ay.”
Turning onto his side, Reif’s eyes took their time traveling over Brian’s exposed upper body then, dropping to the sheet covering his mate’s cock, said, “So do I.” Reaching out, he shoved the sheet down, exposing Brian’s cock.
Licking his lower lip lasciviously, as if the taste of his mate from the night before could still be found there, he began fisting Brian’s leaking cock.
His mate’s low growl ignited Reif’s desire to possess Brian and mark him with his seed.
Sliding over, he wrapped his hand around both their cocks and began to stroke them slowly.
Looking down, Brian stared at their cocks, almost disappearing as Reif’s hand covered the tips, before reappearing again, glistening with pre-cum.
Brian was overcome with lust. Closing his eyes, his head fell backward as sparks of pleasure sprang from the bundle of nerves being rubbed on the underside of his cock.
Groaning with need, his hips began jerking forward in search of more.
More what, he wasn’t exactly sure, but he knew he craved more from his mate and had to have it—soon.
Reif watched Brian’s Adam’s apple bobbing up and down from the multitude of sounds his mate was making.
So fucking hot! Leaning forward, his tongue extended, wanting to taste his mate again, and he began at the base of Brian’s neck, licking his way up and nipping at his Adam’s apple before continuing to his mate’s jaw.
Then, covering Brian’s mouth with his, he swallowed his mate’s groans while his thrusting tongue sought more of Brian’s delicious taste.
Feeling his balls begin to tighten, Reif’s desire to take Brian became overwhelming. Pulling back slightly, his mouth barely touching his mate’s lips, he rasped, “Where’s the lube?”
Brian stared at his mate, speechless, his body screaming for more of Reif’s caresses.
Chuckling, Reif said, “Cat’s got your tongue?
” Leaning over to the nightstand, he opened the first drawer, found what he wanted, grabbed it and then gave a devious grin that foretold of things to come.
After coating his cock and fingers, Reif capped the tube, tossing it to the floor.
Suddenly, he felt his mate’s hand stilling his.
“I’ve never been fucked there,” growled Brian.
“Me neither…until last night…and just so you know, it was fucking amazing.”
Grinning, Brian chuckled, “Ay…turnabout is fair play.”
Taking that as permission to continue, Reif grasped Brian’s cock with one hand, sliding his fist up and down it slowly before leaning down and sucking the swollen, purple head into his mouth.
Swishing his tongue over it, then scooping up his mate’s leaking pre-cum, Reif moved his other hand down to Brian’s balls, rolling them between his fingers.
He wanted to make his mate so needy, he’d be focusing on one thing only—coming.
When Brian’s hips began to repeatedly leave the bed, thrusting up, seeking to shove his cock further down his mate’s throat, Reif pressed a fingertip against his mate’s virgin pucker.
Working his finger in, he felt Brian grab his hair, pulling his head down farther along the shaft of his mate’s cock until his nose was buried in the wiry curls at its root.
Finding Brian’s prostate, Reif began teasing it before pulling back… only to do it again.
Fucking gods! Every part of Brian was alive, wanting more, needing more, demanding more. Any reservations he had about having a cock in his virgin hole were gone. Pulling on Reif’s hair, Brian ground out between gritted teeth, “Ay, fuck me, now!”
But Reif, knowing his mate wasn’t prepared yet, worked another finger into Brian’s hole. “Soon, Nessie. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Groaning at the delay, Brian hands gripped the sheet, tossing his head back and forth in frustration as lust continued to fill him, threating to overflow. Unable to wait, he demanded, “Now Reif! I want yer cock now!”
Reif’s eyes glanced up, finding Brian’s eyes almost black and blown wide with lust. Removing his fingers and lining up his cock, he slowly pressed the head through the tight pucker, pausing when it was inside.
Brian panted through the pain before it morphed into pleasure; his mate was right about how good it would feel.
Sparks were flying through his body as his arousal was pushed to heights never before felt.
Pushing his hips up, he felt his mate’s cock sliding deeper into him, satisfying him as never before.
Now balls deep in his mate, Reif stilled, giving his mate time to adjust to the fullness while trying to keep his own climax at bay—nearly impossible considering the tightness of Brian’s ass.
Looking down at his mate’s face, he saw a sexy smile that drove him wild.
Unable to resist, Reif leaned down, ghosting his lips over that smile.
Then kissing his mate’s lips he began moving his hips, backing his cock out until only the engorged head remained inside.
Swallowing his mate’s moans, Reif continued his lazy movements, swiveling his hips several times, then snapping them in rapid succession, then repeating, all the while devouring his mate’s mouth.
Whatever Reif was doing to him had Brian needing more—his lust kept building, keeping him on the edge, driving him insane.
His hands traveled over Reif’s naked back, tracing the rise and fall of each flexing muscle as his mate moved in him.
Then reaching down to grab the ass he’d so admired upon waking, he pushed it down, while jerking his hips up, forcing Reif’s cock to dive deeper inside him.
Reif responded, tearing his lips away, rearing back, placing Brian’s legs over his shoulders, then pumping his hips faster while hitting Brian’s gland on every stroke of his cock.
The feral sounds coming from his mate echoed through Reif’s body, terminating at his cock.
Reaching down with one hand, he fisted his mate’s cock, stroking it in time to his movements, determined Brian would come first.
Brian’s glazed eyes stared at his mate. His body was on fire—his lust was endlessly fueled—and when Reif stroked his cock, Brian surrendered to the inferno his body had become.
Screaming out his mate’s name as he came, Brian’s eruption shot out and up, falling onto his belly, coating him and Reif’s hand with its creamy essence.
Above him, he watched his mate’s eyes darken before Reif’s hips stuttered, then stilled as his mate’s jism filled Brian’s ass.
Fucking Nessie was going to become Reif’s favorite thing to do and without a doubt, he’d never get enough.
His cock fit perfectly, giving him the most erotic experience he’d had in his long life.
With his cock still twitching in Brian’s ass, Reif lifted his cum soaked hand to his mouth, licking every bit of it, before leaning down and kissing his Nessie.
Hugging Reif to his chest, Brian could feel the pounding of their hearts, totally in sync as they floated in the aftermath of their explosion—an explosion so spectacular, he was sure it’d been felt by every shifter in the universe.
Wrapping his arms around Brian, Reif rolled them onto their sides, bodies still connected by his cock.
Pulling his head back until his lips were barely touching his mate’s, Reif whispered, “I love you, Nessie…today, tomorrow, forever. I can’t thank the Fates enough for giving me the person who would soothe my soul, allay my fears, and fill my heart with love. ”
“Thank ye, my love,” said Brian. “I waited a lifetime for ye. All my life, I wanted a mate, someone to love and take care of. I had given up until ye came along, givin’ me exactly what I’d wished for so long ago.
I love ye, Reif, and ye can count on me to be with ye no matter where the winds blow us. ”
“Together, forever, Nessie.”
“Ay, forever,” Brian murmured, sealing his vow with a kiss. Then resting his head on his mate’s arm, he closed his eyes, allowing sleep to claim him.
Reif listened to Nessie’s even breathing, relieved his mate wouldn’t see the worry in his eyes.
His time spent with Brian was the highlight of his life—he’d treasure it always—but he knew that to spare Nessie the evil Reif was facing, he’d have to leave him.
Hopefully, Kieran would keep his mate safe while he continued to search for the green diamond to fulfill his father’s agreement with the men.
Once he turned it over and bought his people’s freedom, his nightmare would be over.
Promising to speak with Nessie about it, Reif joined his mate in slumber.
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Robin stopped Hunter in the hallway. “Hey, got a minute to talk?”
“Sure. Is my office okay?”
“Perfect,” Robin said, following his brother.
Seated at his desk, Hunter studied the brother sitting across from him, noticing the lines around his eyes and mouth. Whatever Robin wanted to talk about was causing him distress. “What’s the problem?”
Grinning, Robin said, “Not really a problem, but more like I need some information. My agent called. He wants to know when I’ll be back in the recording studio.
I put him off because of our upcoming trip but he’s pushing me for a date and I can’t give him one till I know how long you’re planning for us to stay in California. ”
“I don’t know,” Hunter said, holding up his hand to forestall any response. “I told Jackson it would be a brief visit, but how long he’ll want us to stay after we get there is anyone’s guess. A week, maybe two, I think, but I do expect they’re going to have a ton of questions.”
“Yeah, I get that,” Robin nodded.
“As much as I wish you didn’t have to go, you know we need you. It’ll be impossible to make this trip without you,” Hunter said. “Do you have all the new material you need for the album?”
“Pretty much so…I still have to figure out melodies for a few, but other than that, I’m ready to roll.”
“Has your agent given you a deadline? What about your record company?” asked Hunter.
“No, but I get the impression they’re pressuring my agent to make it soon,” Robin said.
“What if you give them a firm date…say a month from now...will that ease the pressure?” asked Hunter.
“I can try. You think we’ll be back by then?”
“I do. I get the feeling Jackson isn’t eager for our visit but since we’re family, he’s finding it hard to come up with a reason to deny my request.”
“Mason told me what happened to them,” said Robin. “How do you think they’re going to react?”
“Not a fucking clue. I just hope Jackson will listen to me before reacting. I’m not keen on fighting our cousins,” Hunter said.
“Me, neither.”
“Hey, have you figured out what you’re taking?” asked Hunter.
“Probably just my guitar and a duffle bag…not much else. Why?”
“Quin…”
“Oh, shit. Say no more. I don’t think there’ll be a problem since I know Sawyer won’t pack much, especially since it’ll be a short visit,” Robin chuckled.
“The motorhome Mason bought has two bedrooms. One is for Mac and I’m giving Quin the other one. He can pack as much crap in it as he can and that’ll have to do.”
“It’s only for three days, right? It should be fine,” Robin said.
“Yeah...have you seen it yet? It’s pretty cool. I never knew how fancy these RVs were. A full kitchen, living room with a table that pulls out, two bedrooms and two full baths.”
“Please tell me Quin will have his own bathroom.”
“Yeah, I’m giving him one all for himself,” Hunter chuckled.
“Whew…no offense but three days with our brother nagging us to pick up after ourselves is…well, you know. Don’t get me wrong, I love Quin, but, c’mon, the trip will be tough enough, without that shit.”
“I know, but it’ll be fine,” Hunter said, standing, “Hey, I’m heading out to take another look at what Mason brought home last night. Want to check it out?”
“Sure, I have a few before I have to get back.”