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darkangel_0410) wrote2011-02-19 02:33 am
Mine, Chapter 13
A/N: Well, this was a pretty quick turn around, huh? The muses were feeling it tonight, so yeah. Hope you enjoy it, peeps.
A/N2: Thanks to everyone who's taking the time to read this; I really appreciate it. Special thanks to:candy_belle. Hope enjoy this after the teaser, lol. Also, thanks for all the faves and reviews at ff. I'm really glad everyone's liking this story so much, lol.
Mike circled around his house, anxious for some reason. He knew Alex was in there, and something was goading him to run an extra perimeter to make sure there was nothing wrong. Mentally shrugging, Mike ran another quick check; it wasn't like it would hurt to make sure everything was alright.
Mike walked into his kitchen, snickering when he saw Alex standing at the stove, frying up a steak.
“You're such a good wife, man,” Mike teased, slapping the other wolf on his back as he walked to get a beer out of the fridge. “Where would I eat if you weren't slaving away every day?”
“You'd be eating Sabin and Shelley's food after you conned someone into cooking it.” Alex said, rolling his eyes. Mike snickered again and came to look over Alex's shoulder.
“Looks good,” he commented, turning away from Alex to look out the window. He whipped his head back. “Did you just smell me?”
“I have no idea what you're talking about,” Alex said, ignoring the confused look on his best friend's face.
“You gonna stare at me all day or do you wanna eat your food?” Alex asked when Mike was still staring at him.
Mike shook his head to clear the image of Alex sniffing his neck. To his surprise he liked the idea of it. He wondered, briefly, if he could talk Alex into bed and then he banished the thought from his mind; not even sure why his mind was going there.
“Fuck off, douche bag,” He told Alex, reaching around him to grab the plate with his steak on it and sitting at the table. Alex rolled his eyes and went over to the silverware drawer and got out a knife and fork and tossed them at Mike.
Mike caught the knife, dropped it on the table and then caught the fork without blinking. “You're such a fucken girl,” he muttered, but he used them instead of his fingers.
Alex didn't say anything, he just sat down next Mike and swiped his beer, chugging down half of it before passing it back to Mike. Mike didn't even comment, just reached over and kicked Alex's leg under the table.
Alex noticed that Mike kept his leg against Alex's; he didn't say anything to Mike about it, but he looked smug for the rest of the night, right until they left for the meeting.
Adam moved closer to Jay, pulling him back against his chest when the other man tried to get out of bed.
“Where do you think you're going?” Adam asked, kissing Jay's neck and inhaling his scent. “I was going to get a drink.” Jay told him in a long suffering tone, but he angled his head so Adam had more access to his neck.
“That's nice.” Adam said absently, throwing a leg over Jay's. He propped himself up on his elbow and just stared for a minute down at his mate. Jay just smiled and reached for Adam's free hand and pulled it around his waist, lacing their fingers together. “I love you, too, Addy.”
Adam grinned and rubbed his nose against Jay's shoulder, laughing a little. “You a mind reader now, Angel?” “After thirty-seven years with you, twenty as your mate, I might as well have fucken ESP where you're concerned.” Jay answered, rolling over onto his back and staring up at Adam.
If you're so talented, what am I thinking now? Adam leered, freeing his hand from Jay's and moving so he was holding Jay's hip. He dipped his head down and captured his mate's mouth in slow kiss, taking his time exploring Jay's mouth like it was their first kiss all over again.
Jay sighed happily when Adam pulled back. Even after all this time, Adam could still make him feel like they were still seventeen. He fisted his hands in Adam's hair and pulled him down for another another kiss, this one harder and needier.
Adam shifted until he was on top Jay, taking control of the kiss; savaging Jay's mouth until they were both panting. He scraped his teeth over Jay's lower lip when he was finished and started leaving biting kisses all along Jay's jaw.
Adam smirked when Jay moaned as he bit him on his pulse point, making sure he left a bruise. His Angel always liked it when he marked him as his mate, his property; especially where everyone else could see it.
You never answered me, Angel, Adam taunted, moving a hand in between their bodies and gripping Jay's dick just the way he liked it.
Adam moved until he could get better leverage, slowly jacking his mate; he loved the whimpers that were coming from Jay's throat. He let go after a second, smirking at his mate's disappointed moan, and trailed his fingers down until his index and middle fingers were pressed against Jay's entrance.
Sometimes you talk too much, fucker. Shut the hell hell up and fuck me already, Jay demanded, pushing against Adam's fingers, a low whine escaping his throat from the friction of Adam fingering him dry.
Adam growled, his own glowing eyes staring down into Jay's; one yellow and one brown. His mate was a mouthy little bastard, but luckily for him, Adam loved that about him.
We'll see who's gonna be making the most noise by the time we're done, he promised darkly, a feral smile flashing on his face.
Adam moved his hands, planting them on either side of Jay's head. He bit Jay's shoulder, holding him down with his mouth and his weight. He nudged Jay's legs apart with his knees and shifted his hips. Jay, with the ease of practice and desire, moved his own hips off the bed enough so that all Adam had to do was snap his hips forward and he was buried balls deep in Jay.
Jay groaned and wrapped his legs around Adam's waist. “Fuck, Addy,” Jay hissed when Adam didn't do move. “Fuck. Please? I need you. I want you to – god dammit, Adam. Please!”
The last word was wailed, Jay frantically moving his hips against Adam's, trying to get him to move. Adam growled again, biting down on Jay's shoulder until Jay was almost sobbing, desperate for Adam to move.
Adam let go of his shoulder and proceeded to fuck his mate as hard as he could. He paused for a second to shift until he was hitting Jay's spot with every brutal thrust. Jay's hands squeezed his shoulders as he came, screaming Adam's name. He could feel Jay's claws flex, breaking his skin and the scent of his own blood mixed with Jay's scent, musky from the sex, combined with the sensation on Jay's insides gripping him like a vices was enough to send Adam over the edge.
He collapsed on top of his mate, nuzzling contently at the side of his neck. He flicked out his tongue, licking the sweat from his throat, his chest vibrating from the contented rumble his wolf was making.
“We need to get ready,” Jay mumbled after a minute, running a hand down Adam's back lazily before letting it drop onto the bed again. Adam placed one last kiss on Jay's chest before moving. He pulled out of Jay and then laid face down on the bed.
Jay chuckled and climbed over Adam, pausing to drop a kiss onto his back before getting off the bed and heading towards the bathroom.
Adam turned his head and watched Jay's ass as he crossed the room before grinning and jumping out of bed. Maybe there was a good reason to take shower after all.
Ted groaned and collapsed on the bed next to Cody. After a second Cody rolled over and snuggled into his mate's side. “Fuck, Baby Boy, you're gonna kill me one of these days,” Ted grunted, moving his arm so he could wrap it around Cody.
“You almost killed me, too.” Cody reminded the older man, stretching and cracking his back before settling back against Ted.
He traced his fingers over his mate's chest, his nervousness translating through his touch. Ted rubbed his hand up and down Cody's back, soothing him without words.
“I'm scared, Teddy,” Cody admitted, his voice small. “What if something happens tonight?” “With Griffin?” Ted asked, a little confused. “No, with the pack.”
“Did ya have a vision, Baby Boy?” Ted asked, even though he knew the answer. Cody shook his before burying his face against Ted's chest.
No, but I'm still scared, Cody repeated, his voice worried. I mean, what if my visions are broken or something?
Baby Boy, you're worried for nothing, Ted assured him, putting a finger under Cody's chin and tilting his head up until he was looking in his eyes. And even if something did happen, I would never let anyone hurt ya. Understand?
Cody stared into his mate's eyes and then smiled before nodding. “I was just being retarded.” He told Ted before looking at the clock and jumping out of bed. “Shit, I need to take a shower before we leave. Wanna take one with me?”
“Well, if you're gonna beg,” Ted drawled, getting out of bed and following his mate into the bathroom. As he watched Cody mess around with the water temperature, his thoughts wandered briefly to the cabin where they had Griffin.
If anything was going to go wrong tonight, it was going to be because of him, Ted knew it.
John wandered the woods aimlessly; it was taking all his control to go to Raleigh and hunt Evan down to make sure he was OK. He whined, shaking his head as he headed toward Randy's. He might as well be miserable and have some good company.
What made it worse, was that he knew he had no one else to blame. If he could just manage to get get his shit together and at least talk to the kid, he knew half his problems would be solved. But eery time he even thought about Changing, he would start freaking out and getting scared. Which in turned, freaked him out even more.
He was an alphic wolf; there was very little that could -or did- scare him. Except for when he pissed off his Alpha. John mentally shuddered at the memory before pushing it out of his mind. He was determined that after the meeting he would Change and have an actual conversation with his mate.
Even if he had to have Adam drag him in front of Evan, he was going to do this.
Randy stood in the clearing, looking around. He wasn't surprised to see two dark brown wolves heading toward him; he had been expecting them for the last hour at least.
He turned his head when he heard Griffin start cursing as he finally woke up from the little love tap Randy had given him. He had sent Dan and Josh both home to get some rest before the meeting tonight.
The two wolves paused a few feet in front of him; one Changing and the other just smiling up at him. Matt stayed kneeling, showing his Alpha neck before he straightened and walked over to him. Jeff followed his brother after greeting Randy as well.
Randy hugged Matt before scratching Jeff behind the ears and under his jaw. Jeff whined happily, licking Randy's hand; showing him how happy he was to see his Alpha without words.
“How's everything?” Randy asked as they made their way to the cabin, Jeff keeping close to Matt's legs. “Just about the usual,” Matt answered, his hand going down to pet the top of his brother's head when Jeff started at the sound of Griffin yelling for someone to let him out.
“Jeffro's still not talking to anyone but me,” Matt went on, his voice easy. Randy could pick up the anguish that was layered underneath the words and he put a hand on Matt's shoulder and squeezed, letting him know that even though they were separated, he could still lean on his pack when he needed help.
Matt smiled gratefully and went on. “The border's been quiet, but I thought I find traces of vampires to the south,” Matt held a hand up before Randy could ask why he hadn't reported it. “It wasn't until we were on our way here, and I decided to tell you in person.”
Randy nodded, already almost positive who the vampires were. “Recent?” “Semi. There was talk about a girl going missing from a few towns over; over in Virginia but I didn't find any sign of the poor thing. It could be unconnected, but with you finding your own vampire,” and here Matt smirked, finding it amusing that his Alpha had finally been caught. “I thought it was suspicious.”
Randy nodded again and sighed. “Keep this between us for now, OK? I'll tell everyone else after the meeting.” Matt shrugged; Randy was the boss.
They paused a few yards from the cabin to discuss the meeting and Jeff laid down by Matt's feet and closed his eyes to take a small nap. He couldn't sleep for too long any more, so he usually just napped when he could, trusting his big brother to watch over him.
It was one of the few things he could trust any more.
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*snickers* Don't hurt yourself trying to hold back.
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I'll try ;)
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