Chapter 47 Caleb
CALEB
As I follow Jaxon up to his office while our packs mingle outside in his garden area, I have flashbacks from being here over a month ago—the worst night of my life.
Jaxon closes the door behind me, and when I take a seat, I watch him as he walks around his desk and sits down. “How is Evan doing?”
I nod, pleased to know they still think and care about him. “He’s doing better,” I confess. “It’s going to take some time, but I think the change of scenery is doing him some good.”
Jaxon hums, not taking his eyes off me. “What did you want to discuss?”
“We’re planning on taking my father out.”
He narrows his gaze a centimetre. “I’m listening.”
“He’s been terrorising packs in the North, and he’s trying to recruit me for some kind of mission that I know will drag me down with him. I want to destroy the reputation he’s given me, and now that Evan is with us, I can’t risk him finding out. He has to go, and we’re doing it as soon as we can.”
Jaxon brushes a finger over his lips. “Have you curated a plan?”
“Yes,” I say sternly. “We’re still tracking his every move, but we need a little more time as our witches are creating a spell that could weaken Ryker. Are you in on helping us?”
He stays silent for a long beat. “If it stops him from attempting to take over, then yes, we’re in. But we need to be in on the plan, and we need to work as a team.”
“We’ve already started rounding up the packs he’s targeted, and we’re going to take him and his pack out,” I state. “If we don’t do something now, it’s going to be too late.”
Jaxon rests his elbows on his desk. “Agreed.”
“I need you on my team to help convince other packs that I’m not my father, and I’m not trying to trick them.” I sigh as I lean back into the chair. “They’re still wary, and I fear they won’t trust me until the damage is done.”
“We’ll be there, Caleb,” he promises. “And we’re not going to let him hang over our heads anymore. You deserve to be free of his reputation, and you deserve to live a happy life with Evan.”
My heart skips a beat at his words. A world without my father is the safest place Evan could be. And once he’s gone, I can’t wait to be able to show the world what he means to me.
I stand from the seat and roll my shoulders, trying to shake off the conversation. “Thank you for agreeing.”
“In this world, we’ve got to keep close,” he murmurs. “We never know who is going to come round that corner and stab us in the back.”
The number of people I actually trust is depressing, but how can I when my psychotic father could show up at any minute if I talk to the wrong person? It’s not happening, and if it’s a war he wants, it’s a war he’ll get.
After training and heading home, I wrap some things up with Felix and our guards before anything else. Now that Jaxon is on our team, it gives us more opportunities, more lifelines, and a better chance of removing Ryker from this planet for good.
I head up to my bedroom, pausing when I find Evan standing in the bathroom, facing the mirror. My heart is in my throat as I approach, but to my relief, he’s just standing there, looking at his reflection.
His blue eyes flick to mine.
“What’s going on?” I say as I stand directly behind him.
“Psyching myself up for some affirmations.”
My brows raise as I wrap my arms around him and lower my face to his ear. “Affirmations, huh? I hope you’re psyching yourself up to admire this gorgeous face.”
Evan releases a breath, and I look back at the reflection to find him looking away as if I’m talking nonsense. I gently grip his jaw and twist his head back to the mirror where he meets my gaze.
“Hmm?” I kiss his temple tenderly. “Those gorgeous blue eyes,” I murmur. “Those perfect lips.”
His shoulders relax an inch when he takes a breath, and I kiss along the edge of his jaw, leaving us both shuddering.
“This beautiful body.” I carry on. “This beautiful mind.”
Evan rolls his head back with a soft whine.
“I saw you out there today,” I say as I graze my teeth over his neck. “Goddess, you make me so proud. I’m so lucky to call you mine.”
“I’m the lucky one,” he pants. “You have no idea what you’ve done for me.”
My arms wrap tighter around his body, and I hook my hand over the front of his shoulder. “Then we’re both lucky.”
Evan’s lips begin to tremble.
“Wanna do affirmations together?” I suggest.
“I-I don’t know what to say. Nathan told me to make them up, but I just sound stupid.”
“No such thing as stupid. Let’s start with…I am strong.”
Evan stares back at me with an unimpressed expression.
“Say it.”
“Caleb—”
“Your strong mind, your strong heart, your strong body. Say. It.”
He releases a deep huff. “I am strong.”
“Look at yourself,” I whisper. “Tell it to yourself.”
Evan’s head dips an inch with a sigh before he manages to look up and stare at himself in the reflection. “I am strong.”
“Yeah, you fucking are.” I grin. “I am brave.”
“I am…brave.”
I kiss his shoulder as I drop my arms that are around him, and lace our fingers together instead.
“I am worthy,” I say as I move my head next to his.
Evan’s chest rumbles as he looks at himself and takes a moment before saying, “I am worthy.”
I hum in satisfaction. “Say them all again.”
“I am strong,” he rasps. “I am brave. I am worthy.”
“Louder.”
“I am strong. I am brave. I am worthy.”
I lay our entwined hands over his heart and feel it thrash against my palm.
“Feel that?” I ask with determination. “Your heart is beating because you’re alive, exactly where you’re meant to be. You are so much more than you think you are, pups. Live. Don’t miss out on a single thing.”
Evan’s eyes glimmer. “Okay.”
After a few moments, he twists in my hold and leans up to wrap his arms around my neck before staring longingly into my eyes. Then his mouth meets mine, and I groan into the kiss.
“I want you to take me,” he murmurs against my lips.
When I pull back an inch, I stare down at him, unsure if I heard correctly. “What?”
“I want to feel you inside me,” he says. “Around me. In my head. Everywhere. I want to feel you close. Caleb, I need you.”
“Fuck,” I groan before our mouths collide again. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Evan dips his tongue into my mouth, and it catches me by surprise. I wrap my arms around his lower waist and hoist him into my grip before walking us out of the bathroom, towards my bed.
“No,” he says as his fingers slide into the back of my hair. “Show me what I do to you. Show me.”
I release a growl as I lower us down onto the bed. My knees press to the mattress, and he leans up eagerly to shove off my T-shirt, leaving my chest bare. His eyes roam my inked flesh as his hands start to explore, my skin raising in goosebumps with his touch.
My fingers hook into his tracksuit bottoms before I throw them onto the floor along with his boxers and T-shirt. I allow my eyes to sweep over his naked body and the way he’s started to get bigger with the muscles growing in his arms, shoulders, and legs.
I groan as I take him by the waist and study the small lines of his abdomen that are beginning to show through.
“Soon, you’ll have a better six-pack than mine,” I tease.
Evan blows out a breath with red cheeks. “Yeah…right.”
“Look at you,” I grunt as I suck one of his dusty pink nipples into my mouth. “Look at this body and all your hard work. Fuck. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“Caleb,” he gasps, then shivers as I lick around the growing bud.
“So perfect.”
He arches his back into my touch, and I can’t stop myself from pinning one of his thighs back so I get the perfect view of his cock. I reach for it and give it a long stroke as he whines.
“You want me to take this ass, pups?”
Evan nods desperately. “Yes.”
“I need to prep you first,” I murmur. “If the only thing you’ve taken is my fingers, then we need to get you nice and relaxed.”
His mouth parts as I reach over to my bedside table and remove a vibrating buttplug. I watch as his eyes nearly fall out of his head.
“What’s that?”
I grin devilishly at his innocence. “This goes inside your ass.”
“Have you used it before…on yourself?”
“Yes. It feels good. Do you want to try?”
Evan’s face flushes with arousal. “Yes.”
“Let me get you all wet first,” I say as I pour lube over my fingers and stretch his legs wide on the bed.
The tips of my fingers swirl over the entrance of his asshole, and he gasps, clutching onto my wrist for support.
“Easy.” I chuckle softly.
“You’re killing me, Caleb.”
“The feeling is mutual.”
I slide a finger inside him, and he cries out. He’s tight and squeezes the life out of my knuckle. I hold my hand still as he inhales a deep breath.
“You okay?”
“Yes,” he quivers.
I slowly take my finger out and slide it back in.
“F-fuck,” he groans.
My eyes can’t get enough as I watch him. The way he wriggles against the bed as I slide deeper and deeper until my finger is seated all the way inside him.
“Y-your cock is never gonna fit inside me,” he blurts.
The corner of my lip twitches into a smirk. I lean over him and capture his mouth with mine as I continue to fuck his ass with my finger. “We’ll make it fit. And I’ll make sure you take every inch.”
Evan’s eyes roll back as I slowly pull out, then slide in a second finger. I take my time, feeling him stretch around me as I listen to his soft whimpering.
I press my fingers into his prostate as I latch onto his throbbing cock with my other hand, stroking at a similar pace. His eyes find mine, and he studies me as I take control of his body and his pleasure.
When I remove my fingers and start to lube up the black buttplug, Evan sits up on his elbows to watch.
“Will it hurt?” His voice is hoarse.
I shake my head. “No, it’s going to make you lose your mind. Turn over and get on all fours.”
He opens his mouth to speak, but I stare back at him.
“Do as I say, Evan.”
A squeak falls from his lips before he twists and presses his palms to the bed with his ass aimed straight at me. I nudge apart his legs and spread his cheeks, getting the perfect view.
I groan as I spit over his ass and massage my thumb over the hole, listening to the way he moans in response. I slip my thumb inside for a second as he raises his head with a gasp.
“So greedy.” I chuckle. “This ass is definitely going to be able to take my cock. You’ll be begging for it.”
I raise the buttplug and gently tease his hole with the tip, sliding it in and out until he adjusts to the size, and once it’s fully seated inside him, I turn it on.
Evan screams as I hold his legs still.
“Oh, Goddess,” he groans into my bed sheets. “Caleb. Caleb!”
“Shh,” I murmur as I press my lips to the back of his thighs. “Just breathe for me.”
He makes a noise somewhere between a sob and a moan. “It’s so—” He sucks in a breath. “Intense.”
“Mm.” I nod in agreement. “I know.”
I flick through the settings and turn it down to a slower vibration. Evan releases a breath, and I flip him back around to find his eyes are no longer blue, but filled with thick darkness and lust instead.
I stand from the bed and gesture towards myself. “Come make that mouth useful and get my cock nice and wet.”
Evan doesn’t even think twice before leaping off the bed with the buttplug still firmly inside him. He kneels in front of me and starts to peel away my trousers until I’m stark naked.
He licks his lips with delight as my cock is aimed straight at him, a drop of pre-cum leaking from the head. His legs continue to tremble as the toy gets to work, and his mouth extends to wrap around my cock.
I cup the back of his head and groan in bliss as his tongue pays particular attention to my piercing. “Fuck,” I groan as he slides my cock into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks.
My nostrils flare at the sight and the way he doesn’t take his eyes off me for a second. “That’s it, baby,” I grunt as I thrust my hips an inch.
Evan shudders in response and grips onto my thighs for support before taking me deeper. I’m almost at the back of his throat before he starts to gag, and it makes me feral.
“Look at that mouth stuffed full of my cock,” I say through gritted teeth. He hums in response. “This mouth was made for me. Goddess, don’t stop.”
He moans around my length as his legs shake aggressively, eyes watering, and saliva pooling at the corners of his mouth. I pull out, and he gasps for breath with rosy cheeks.
“Stick out your tongue,” I order.
Within a second, he does as I say, and I slap the head of my cock onto his flat tongue, my piercing falling onto his warm flesh, over and over.
I hum at the delicious sight. “Is that ass nice and ready for me?”
“Yes,” he moans. “I-I’m so sensitive.”
A grin stretches over my face. “Yeah? Well, I’m about to make you numb with pleasure.”
I pick him up from the floor and rest him back against my bed. My eyes flick down to the buttplug that’s still happily vibrating inside him. I smirk at the way his skin prickles.
When I pull it out, he groans. His legs trembling even harder this time. My eyes flick over his reddening face and dilated pupils. I exhale a sharp breath through my nose and slide between his legs.
My fingers return to his hole as I pump them in and out of him again, teasing his prostate. “Ah, Caleb,” he moans sweetly. “I need more.”
“You ready for me?”
Evan’s teeth sink into his bottom lip. “I need you.”
Three words that make me lose my mind.