Chapter 22
Theo quietly shut his bedroom door. His pooh bear was still asleep but it was time for him to get breakfast started. Yawning, he headed downstairs, hoping he’d be working with Kota today since he missed his mentor.
“Hey, you look tired today. Late night?” asked Steel, meeting him at the bottom of the stairs.
“Pooh bear and I were up late helping Quin and Ki make stuff.” Theo yawned again, following Steel to the kitchen.
“What stuff?”
“Glass candle holders. It was Ki’s idea and they turned out really good.”
“Love to see them,” Steel said, pushing open the kitchen door. “What are they…What the fuck!” Steel stopped suddenly, his eyes taking in the mess on the floor. “Who the hell did this?”
Bumping into Steel, Theo reached out to steady himself first, before peeking around him. “Oh my goodness! What happened?”
Taking a couple of steps inside, Steel stared at the broken glass, pickles, mayonnaise and venison splattered on the floor.
Footprints led to the doorway, then disappeared.
Scoping out the rest of the kitchen, Steel spotted a backpack on the island.
“Theo, can you get a broom and a mop? I’ll try to wipe up the mess and pick up all the big pieces of glass. ”
“Sure,” Theo said, eyeing the backpack.
Grabbing a roll of paper towels, Steel got to work, mumbling curses at the person who’d destroyed the kitchen he’d cleaned so thoroughly yesterday.
Fifteen minutes later, the floor gleamed once again.
Satisfied Dakota would be happy—meaning he wouldn’t get shit from Slate—Steel grabbed the backpack and held it up. “Do you know who this belongs to?”
Nodding, Theo said, “I’m pretty sure it’s Fi’s.”
“So I can assume Fionn is back, huh?”
“I guess, unless he got frightened and went back to his hoard.”
“Oh, shit, look at what time it is.” Shaking his head, Steel placed the backpack on one of the island’s chairs. “We better get going on breakfast. Jackson can sort this out later.”
Opening the fridge, Theo asked, “Same as yesterday? I was going to make Miss L’s frittata but it’s getting late.”
“Let’s just do simple and fast,” Steel said. “Hopefully, Dakota will be back tomorrow and you won’t have a mess to clean up first.”
Grinning at the news, Theo began rounding up the breakfast ingredients.
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Wrinkling his nose at the overwhelming smell of cum in the room, Fionn opened his heavy lids, grinning as he remembered the night of passion he and his mate enjoyed.
Their claiming started it off and from there on he and Hunter were trying different positions, coming multiple times until finally, at dawn, they fell into an exhausted sleep.
Now, inhaling the scent of their combined cum, Fionn felt his cock harden, but there wasn’t any way his poor hole could take his mate’s cock again, at least not for a few hours. My mouth, though, is working just fine.
Rolling over, Fionn wriggled down the sheets until he was staring at Hunter’s semi-hard cock.
Fingering the piercing that had pleasured him so much last night, he decided to do his nipples with gold rings.
Smirking, he knew his dragon would love it, as would he, especially when his mate played with them while they fucked.
Grasping the base of Hunter’s cock, Fionn leaned in, tonguing the slit before laving the rim and sucking the tip into his mouth.
His hand moved slowly up and down the shaft while his tongue did the same to the head.
He’d never given a blow job before but Ki told him to just do what he’d like done to his own cock.
As he felt Hunter’s cock begin to swell, Fionn remembered some more advice from Theo, and began to hum.
Holy shit! Waking up to a blowjob was paradise for Hunter.
Growling with pleasure at the vibrations from Fionn’s mouth, he grasped his mate’s hair, burying his fingers in it, wanting more of that talented act.
When he felt Fionn’s teeth gently tickle the rim before sucking in more of his cock, his hips jerked forward, seeking the fiery heat inside his mate’s mouth.
Forcing his body to remain still, Hunter felt a tingling sensation in his groin as his self-imposed denial sped up his orgasm.
“Pet! Pet!” he gasped as he came, his multiple spasms filling his mate’s mouth with cream.
Swallowing it all, Fionn continued sucking until his mate’s balls had nothing left in them.
Then, starting at the root, he slowly began to work his way up the softening shaft, licking his mate’s cock clean until it finally slid from his mouth.
Moving back up the bed, he propped himself up on his mate’s chest, slowly running his tongue over his lips.
Hunter chuckled. “You look like the cat who ate the canary.”
“I don’t know about a canary, but I sure did have some sweet cream for breakfast.”
Hunter’s chest rumbled with laughter. “Sweet, huh?”
“Uh-huh…very sweet.”
“Hmmm, that sounds good.” Lightning fast, Hunter flipped his mate onto his back and, wrapping his fist around Fionn’s cock, he teased it with his tongue before deep throating it.
“OH MY FUCKING GODS!” Fionn screamed.
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Sawyer met Robin in the hall on their way to breakfast just as he heard another scream coming from Hunter’s room. “Where the hell did our big brother find some ass here? If he went into town without us, I swear, he’s going to regret that for a long time.”
“That isn’t just some ass.”
“Uhmm, yes it is.” Waving his hand in front of his nose, Sawyer continued, “Cum is in the air…lots of it, if what I’m smelling is any indication.”
“Hey, fucker, I’m not disagreeing about that. I’m talking about who Hunter is doing.”
“What so special about a piece of ass…ass is ass,” smirked Sawyer.
“I wouldn’t let Hunter hear you say that about his mate…his Fated Mate. Oh shit!” Robin’s hand quickly covered his mouth, remembering his promise to Quin not to tell a soul.
Grabbing his brother’s arm and swinging Robin around to face him, Sawyer stared at him. “Our brother found his Fated Mate? Here? In the Blackwood Pack? Are you shittin’ me?”
Unwilling to compound his mistake, Robin remained mute. Fuck, Quin is going to kill me…fuck, I have to let him know.
“Fine, don’t tell me.” Sawyer said, releasing his brother’s arm. “I’ll just ask Hunter instead.”
Robins’ eyes widened when he saw his brother take a step towards Hunter’s room.
Quickly seizing Sawyer’s arm, he yanked him back, growling, “You are the biggest asshole ever, you know that, don’t you?
Yes, our brother met his Fated Mate here but he didn’t want us to know about it until he had a chance to meet him… so please don’t say anything.”
“From the smell of things, I’d say our brother has already met his mate…up close and personal, if you get my meaning.”
As another scream echoed through the hallway, Robin shook his head. “This has been going on all night?”
“Since midnight at least. That must have been when our brother was ‘meeting” his mate, if you get my drift,” smirked Sawyer.
“Fuck,” Robin said, glancing at Hunter’s room. “C’mon, I don’t want to be late for breakfast. Then, I’m gonna spend the day out in the motorhome.”
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Panting, his heart pounding, Fionn stared at the ceiling. Holy fucking shit! He was positive the blow job his mate just gave him had sucked his balls dry…fuck that, he sucked my brains out…leaving him boneless, unable to move. No wonder Ki loves sex! I need to pick his brains for more ideas.
Lying on his side, his head propped up with his hand, Hunter smirked at his mate who was motionless after their latest round. “Hey, my pet, are you alive?”
“I don’t know,” Fionn groaned. “I think you broke my dick.”
“You think so? Let’s see.” Reaching over, Hunter ran his fingers up and down his mate’s cock, lightly teasing the slit and the rim.
When it twitched in response, he replied, “Nope, it’s okay.
” Grinning at his mate’s whimpers, Hunter’s fingers moved to Fionn’s nipples.
Gently rubbing his thumb over each of them in turn, he murmured, “These definitely need some gold rings, my pet.”
“Uh-huh. Maybe Ian can do it.”
“I need to get the rings first,” Hunter said.
“Uh…uh…oh fuck that feels so good,” moaned Fionn. “Oh, oh, no, you have to stop. I don’t think I can…anymore, now.”
Removing his thumb, Hunter leaned over, lightly kissing his mate’s neck. “How about a shower?”
“Can’t. Won’t be able to stand,” Fionn replied, closing his eyes, missing his mate’s touch on his nipples. “Oh my fucking gods! I still want more!”
Chuckling, Hunter rolled off the bed. “Later my pet. First, a bath, then food. Don’t move. I’ll be back to get you shortly.”
“No worries about that, mate, cause I can’t move.
” Fionn mumbled to himself, listening to the water running in the bathroom.
A bath sounded perfect for his cum-crusted body and sore muscles.
Still feeling his mate’s touch on his nipples, he touched, one, following the path Hunter’s thumb left on it, that had burned into his soul.
“C’mon, my pet.” Gathering Fionn in his arms, Hunter carried him into the bathroom and lowered his mate into the bubble bath waiting for them. Then stepping into the tub, Hunter sat down behind his mate, pulling Fionn’s back against his chest.
“Fucking perfecto!” Fionn exclaimed, as the hot water eased his soreness. Turning his head, he kissed his mate’s jaw before licking it and savoring his mate’s taste. Letting his head fall back against Hunter, he murmured, “This is divine.”
Sliding his hands down Fionn’s arms, intertwining his fingers with his mate’s, Hunter sighed in contentment.
His need to touch Fionn was more than casual; he was driven to continually touch him to satisfy an insatiable desire for his mate’s heat.
Never in his imagination did he ever picture a mate as perfect as Fionn.
Everything about him sang to his soul, calming him in a way he’d never felt possible.