Chapter Six #2
“Damn right. Now, I shouldn’t have to climb my ass from bed and fly all over Hell to keep your mate safe because you’re sneaking away. You’re lucky he didn’t rip Desir to pieces and eat your heart. It would’ve been within his rights to do so.”
“I know.” Brownie sounded so calm and sure—like he believed Yuri could do those things if tested.
“Don’t pull this shit again.”
“I won’t:”
Yuri heard the truth in Brownie’s voice and felt his pride in serving Lucifer.
It fully hit him. Celeste had blessed him with an amazing mate.
He hadn’t really slowed down and let reality sink in.
Now that it had, he was nearly moved to tears.
Surely she didn’t see him as his father’s son if she gave him such a great partner to share forever with. His throat swelled.
Brownie stood. He still didn’t set Yuri on his feet, which was good, since he didn’t think he could stand. Life had really been a rollercoaster for a while now. He just wanted to rest and be held.
I’ve got you.
The sweet words caressed his brain and warmed his skin. Lucifer took to the sky—like a rocket. Yuri rested his head against Brownie’s chest and listened to his heart beating. That was his. He couldn’t believe it.
Brownie’s pulse beat in his ears. He could barely breathe.
First, that door exploded beneath Yuri’s fury.
If he hadn’t been fast enough, Brownie would be begging Lucifer to take away Yuri’s demon sickness right now.
He had barely recovered from Yuri’s fury before Lucifer had been there, forcing Brownie to face the reality of Lucifer knowing about his meetings with Celeste all along.
Fuck. He could barely think. Everything about the night could have gone so differently.
The collar around his neck felt heavier than usual.
He wasn’t so sure he deserved it. Lucifer had trusted him.
Maybe he wasn’t a good guardian after all.
He obviously wasn’t a good mate either. It seemed everyone he cared about deserved better than him.
“Your thoughts are hurting my chest. I'm so fucking embarrassed about the way I handled things. When things go wrong, I really just default to fighting.”
Brownie carried Yuri inside and headed straight for their bedroom.
He didn’t respond until he set Yuri on the bed and worked to remove his shoes.
“Of course you do. Anyone who has ever been made to feel powerless understands that. All it takes is one time of feeling like you should’ve fought to make you choose that option for the rest of your life.
” He stole Yuri’s shirt because he loved Yuri’s body, and it should never be covered.
“Plus, you weren’t wrong. If the shoe had been on the other foot, there would’ve been a bloodbath. As Lucifer said, it was your right.”
Yuri cupped his face and stopped him, forcing Brownie to focus on him rather than his hands. “Maybe, but that’s not who I want to be with us. I am so, so blessed to have been given you. All I want is to peacefully savor that.”
Brownie turned his head and pressed his lips to Yuri’s wrist. He dragged his scent into his lungs. Brownie loved him so fucking much. He didn’t want to fail at being his mate.
“You’re not.”
Brownie automatically met Yuri’s stare at the love that sounded in his voice. His chest swelled at the sight of that same love staring back at him.
“We’re learning together. The two of us walked into this blind. I’ve never known a loving home, and you had to fight your way into one.” Yuri made a helpless gesture. “At least we’re fighting to keep each other. That says a lot, I think. That’s definitely the type of mate I prayed to have.”
“Me too.” If it had been anyone else, Brownie would have been horrified to admit he prayed for anything, especially when no one heard him here. But it was Yuri, and he wanted Yuri to see all of him.
Yuri placed a sweet kiss on Brownie’s lips.
It did something to his chest he liked. He didn’t know how he had gone from being the most feared hellhound to needing this affection to survive.
Brownie had no complaints. He nuzzled Yuri, marking him with his scent.
Brownie couldn’t help it. The move was instinctual.
“You’re still the most feared hellhound. I’m sure if I wasn’t your mate, I would’ve been eaten alive when I walked into that club. I saw the way they bowed to you.”
“It’s only because Lucifer watched. If I hadn’t been so terrified of you, I would’ve felt him too.” He tumbled Yuri backward and crawled on top of him.
Yuri laughed. “Okay. You weren’t scared of me.”
Brownie couldn’t stop smiling, even as he tried to speak and steal kisses at the same time.
“Of course I was. You should’ve seen you.
That’s why no one dared to touch you. There’s no one more terrifying than a scorned mate.
No one would’ve dared step in your way. You kicked through that door like a true badass. ”
Yuri’s body shook with laughter. He covered his face with both hands. Brownie felt the embarrassment rolling off him in waves. “I can’t believe I did that.”
“It was sexy.” Brownie kissed his neck. He never got enough of tasting his mate. “You make me proud as hell.”
Yuri dropped his hands, but he still looked horrified.
Brownie refused to let him be embarrassed about loving him so much he would enter a bar filled with hellhounds to kick in a demon’s door. He never dared to hope he would have this kind of love. Brownie wanted it with every fiber of his being.
Yuri buried his fingers in Brownie’s hair. His breathing turned ragged as Brownie enjoyed licking his chest. “I love you so fucking much.”
A possessive growl vibrated in Brownie’s throat. “Mine.” He licked Yuri’s nipple. “All mine.” His hands ran down Yuri’s body, shredding Yuri’s jeans along the way.
Yuri shook with laughter. “Ah, man. These are the jeans I just bought.”
“I’ll take you shopping tomorrow.”
“It’s okay. You’re worth losing my clothes.” Yuri’s claim sounded breathless. “In fact, there are definitely too many clothes between us right now.”
At Yuri’s claim, Brownie raced to have them both nude. He didn’t feel right until their bare skin molded. His heart sighed. Fuck. How had he survived before this? He couldn’t stop his tongue from stroking every place he could reach. In no time, he had Yuri’s cock in his mouth. He was so delicious.
“I want to do the same. I need to taste you too.”
The moment the words died on Yuri’s lips, Brownie rearranged their bodies so Yuri could suck him too.
His eyes tried rolling back in head at the first lick.
This was definitely something hellhounds never allowed anyone to do.
It was way too dangerous and vulnerable of a position to be in.
Everything about them was different from anything he had ever known before.
It was Yuri. It was his mate. No one was trusted more.
There was nothing he wouldn’t give him or try for him.
He was pretty sure he would die soon, though.
Yuri’s mouth felt amazing on his cock. He didn’t even think about what he did.
Brownie simply licked and sucked with his entire focus locked on everything Yuri did.
The closer he got to the edge, the more he gave.
He needed Yuri’s orgasm. When Yuri blew, Brownie did too.
He saw rainbows of color as Yuri took him to another universe.
“Damn. I love you.” The breathless words were all Brownie could muster. He knew to the depths of his soul that he would have a beautiful life with Yuri. Brownie couldn’t be more thankful.