Chapter 15 #2
“So? How did the talk go?”
I couldn’t stop smiling. Once I recognized the scent, I was hooked on it. And Uly. “He says he’ll stay.”
“Excellent, cub. I’m glad for you.”
But then realization hit me. “How the hell do I do a relationship with a man? I mean, when I was dating Jenna, she did most of the pursuing. I was… well, more than a little clueless about things.”
“It’s good to see some things never change,” Benjy teased.
I gave him the finger, and he busted out laughing.
“If that’s the biggest thing you have to offer, he might just head for the hills.”
“Enough, Benjy,” Chaim snarled.
“I’m sorry, Chaim.” And he actually sounded contrite. He turned to me and dipped his chin. “I apologize, Brent.”
“And you should,” Chaim said, his voice harsh. “Don’t bring up his, um… shortcomings.”
Then both of the bastards shared a meaningful glance before they were laughing. A few moments later, I did too. It had been far too long since I had my friends nearby, and I was happy once more.
“Seriously, how do I let him know I’m interested?”
“You said he had a brother, right?”
“Yeah, Jamie.”
“Reach out to him. Ask what his brother likes. Let him know you’re thinking of pursuing a relationship and ask for his blessing.”
“Ask for his… you’re kidding, right? What is this, the 1800s?”
He shrugged one massive shoulder. “You want his family on your side, don’t you? Nothing is worse than having them talk bad about you. Uly might be influenced by their feelings too.”
Which would absolutely suck if they didn’t like me. I could see it being very bad. Now that I’d caught his scent, had it fill my lungs, had it worm its way into my brain?
I wanted Uly in the worst way imaginable.
I wanted to feel his warmth surround me as I took him.
Wanted to hear his breath as we rutted hard and fast, or hear him purr as we were slow and gentle.
I wanted to wake in the morning and find him all warm and sleep rumpled, his hair askew, his soft, pink lips parted as he breathed.
I wanted to wake him with a kiss, then move my way down and take him into my mouth, bringing him to full alertness.
I wanted to swallow him to the root, taste his seed as it filled my mouth, then worked its way to my stomach.
I wanted to rim him. That musk I smelled inflaming my senses.
But I needed Uly to want me too. I couldn’t just pounce on him.
No, I needed him to be a partner, not a conquest. He had to see that I could be part of his life and that he belonged here with me and the boys.
And they were a main consideration. What would they do if I drove the man they thought of as Momma away?
“You’re thinking awfully hard, cub.”
“I can’t fuck this up.”
“No, you most certainly can’t. You’re on a good path, though. You’ve invited him to stay here, so you’ll have time to wine and dine before you sixty-nine.”
I blinked, then turned my attention to Benjy. “Has he always been this nasty?”
Benjy grinned. “Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet. The man has a mouth on him.” He waggled his brows. “And he knows how to use it.”
I scowled at Benjy. “You’re as bad as he is, aren’t you?”
“Where do you think I learned it?” Chaim asked with a chuckle. “When I met Benjy, he turned my whole life upside down and inside out. I’d always thought of myself as straight, dated the hottest cheerleaders, but the moment I scented him? Girls were a thing of the past, man.”
“How did you guys meet?” I asked. “You never told me.”
“We were football players,” Benjy said. “Different schools, different districts. Chaim was the top player—literally—and I was for mine. But the moment we took the field and Chaim got close enough to smell me? It was game over. It didn’t matter how well protected I was, Chaim knocked them all down to get to me.
My team was pissed that a single man was able to do that, but I found it—and him—sexy as hell.
Especially because he knocked me over and mounted me.
More than once his teammates had to pull him off, because he was pushing his hard dick into my hip.
And fuck it if I didn’t want to flip over and let him have me right there on the field.
I might have been as big as he was, but I would gladly bend over for him. And have for twenty years.”
“Chaim never bottoms?”
“I never want him to. It’s going to sound stupid, but I have this vision of Chaim in my head.
He’s the leader, the one who directs us, who guides us through the tough times.
He needs to maintain total control, and if he were to bottom, I’m not sure I could look at him the same way.
” He tapped his temple. “It’s a mindset thing.
I needed—need—the guidance he provides, and to that end he always needs to be in control. ”
“I’ve told Benjy I’d try if he wanted, but he’s always turned me down flat. Don’t get me wrong, bottoming isn’t something I can see myself doing, but for my mate? I’d sure as hell try.” He stroked a hand over Benjy’s cheek. “I would do anything for him.”
Benjy shivered. “After that game, he sought me out. Every time he found me, he’d grind his dick against mine and kiss me.
I’d never been kissed like that before, nor touched in that manner.
I knew if others saw us, they’d say he was taking advantage of me, but if I’m honest, he was going too slow for me.
One night, he found me pacing on the football field.
He came over and pulled me in, grinding for all he was worth.
Then I pushed away and he frowned. Before he could say anything, I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his pants, then took him into my mouth. ”
Benjy was relaying the story as if I wasn’t even there. Judging by how he was staring at Chaim, maybe in his eyes I wasn’t and he was reliving a treasured memory.
“He clamped his hands around my head, and I was sure he was about to fuck my face. Instead he pulled me up and kissed me as he said we needed a proper place. That night, he took me back to his room and showed me in no uncertain terms why he was in charge. After that first time, I never wanted to be apart from him. I spoke with my parents and explained that I wanted to play ball with Chaim—even if they thought it was football—we ended up moving here and went undefeated. When we were kicked out, the two of us went to college together, falling deeper and deeper in love every day.”
“It was hard,” Chaim continued. “We were both working two jobs each, trying to make enough to pay for school. Benjy said he’d quit and just bring in the money so that I could graduate and he could go later. I disabused him of that idea right quick.”
“I’d never been spanked, but Chaim knew how to get me to listen to him.”
“And it works to this day.”
Benjy chuckled. “Did you ever think there are times I want it and that’s why I argue with you?”
Chaim mock gasped. “Why you little bastard.”
Then the two of them were kissing and I was feeling all kinds of awkward. I got up and trudged to the kitchen, the sound of frenching loud in my ears.
I want to do that with Uly.
And I wanted it with a desperation I hadn’t felt since before Jenna died.