darkangel_0410 | Mine, Chapter 17 (Reply)

A/N: Here's the new one, peeps. Enjoy!

A/N2: Like always, thanks to everyone for reading and leaving feedback, etc. I appreciate it beyond the telling. I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as you did the others.

Chris glanced over to where Evan was pacing around the porch, constantly looking over the yard and woods. Anyone could see that he was waiting for John to show up. Adam and Jay had gone to walk with Matt and Jeff before they headed back to the border.

“Hey, Ev, come here for a minute,” Chris called, figuring he might as well talk to the newborn now. With one last look over his shoulder, Evan went over to where Chris was sitting on the railing, facing the yard.

“I wanted to talk to you about something,” Chris hesitated but then mentally shrugged; being blunt came easier to him then just hinting at it. “Have you fucked anyone since you were Turned?”

Evan stared at Chris for a minute, dumbfounded before smiling a little. “No, and to be honest, you're not my type and even if you were, I would not want Alex after me.”

“Don't worry, I wasn't propositioning you; you're too short for me,” Chris grinned at the look of disgust on Evan's face. “I was asking for a reason.”

“He's not that much taller,” Evan muttered. “He's only got an inch or two on me.”

Chris raised an eyebrow and grinned again. “That inch or two makes the difference, trust me.”

Evan burst into laughter, he couldn't help it; it was just too ridiculous not to. “Alright, alright, you win. Why'd you ask?”

“Mostly 'cause I wanted to know if you'd be able to control yourself,” Chris said, turning serious. “Mating's very sexual; not just about sex but at the same time,” he smirked and thought of Alex.

“Let's just say, you'll be spending the next little while pinned between John and a bed -or whatever else happens to be available. But that's not what I wanted to tell you.

“When you and John finally have sex, you're going to want to bite him -and hard. Hard enough to do some damage to him. He's not human, so I doubt you'll do any where near what Alex did to me when we first had sex. But you still should be careful.

“You don't have to bite him, I mean, you'll get off either way, but... It won't feel complete to you until you do. You'll be vaguely dissatisfied; like some took the last snack you wanted. Or like you didn't get that one big Christmas present you wanted.

“Just be careful is all I want you to do. And tell John; so he doesn't freak out if you latch onto his neck -or whatever else happens to be within biting distance.”

Evan nodded slowly, trying to not to panic. “Wait. Alex hurt you?” Evan asked, not only because he wanted to know, but also he was trying to by time before he had to think about what Chris had just told him.

“Well, he didn't hurt me, hurt me. I was still human the first time we had sex,” Chris remembered, smiling.

“He warned me before hand that he would probably bite me, so I told him to bite me as hard as he wanted to,” Chris went on, shrugging as if it wasn't that big of a deal.

“Alex did and he accidentally broke my collar bone. I always thought it was worth the trade off.”

I've always said you were the dumbest smart person I ever knew, Alex told him but there was amusement in his voice instead of anger or loathing.

Trust me, fucking you was definitely worth a broken bone, Chris assured him, practically purring at the memory of their first time. Hell, I'd do it now if I had to every time.

Yeah, yeah, Alex said but Chris knew he was pleased that he would still sacrifice that much just to sleep with him, even after all the time they'd been together.

He glanced around the yard, noting that Alex was sprawled on the ground looking up at the sky, Mike next to him, still in his fur. Mike stretched before collapsing next to him.

“What's wrong, Mike? Tired from a long day of playing fat ass?” Alex asked, elbowing his side.

Number one, my ass is fucken perfect, Mike said, his voice superior. Number two, fuck off.

Alex rolled his eyes and then narrowed them when he saw someone coming through the woods.

Well, well, looks like it's fun time for Alex, he told Chris gleefully, getting up and walking over to his mate as a light brown wolf came out the trees.

Chris smiled and shook his head and shifted over a little so Alex could lean against the railing next to him. Mike got up and trotted over, laying back down next Alex, keeping his eyes trained on the wolf slowly making his way to the house. Chris looked down at him and he swore Mike was wearing the same gleeful look as Alex.

John Changed when he was about twenty feet from the house, and started toward the group, keeping his eyes fixed on Evan the whole time. His heart was thundering and he felt like he was getting ready to jump from a cliff without being able to see where he was going to land.

“Hi, guys,” John said, his eyes never leaving Evan. “What's going on?”

“You know, same old shit,” Alex answered, raising an eyebrow and inclining his head toward the two of them, who were staring at each other. Chris shrugged and rolled his eyes.

“I was just -”

Acting like a fucken tool, Mike told him, snickering.

Shut it, Mizanin, John growled, turning to look at him briefly.

Mike just yawned at him, looking bored.

“That's it,” Evan said, fisting his hands in his hair. “I can't fucken take this any more. My head feels like it's going to implode and it's all your fault.”

Evan stormed forward, shoving against John's chest. John fell back a half step, caught by surprise.

“As if getting turned into some blood sucking fiend wasn't enough -”

“I feel offended by that,” Alex said, pouting a little. Yeah, right, Mike snorted. You wouldn't be offended if someone had sex in front of you.

“ -now, I have to deal with this mating shit. I got everyone telling me how great it is and how it's forever -which, to be honest, I don't even believe in- and the one person who's supposed to be telling me this is no where to be found.

“He can't even talk to me! I want some guy whose name I don't even know, to hold me down and fuck me into next week! That's not fucken normal, I know it's not. But even if it was, you're out in the woods fucking off, so it doesn't even matter what I want!

“And, you know, if you don't want me, the least you could do is tell me up front instead of just ignoring me for days. I mean, I got the message, alright? I'm not what you want. Fine! You hear me? That's fine. I don't care, at all. You're not even my type.

“So you can just go do whatever, I don't care. I DON'T CARE!”

Shouting the last words, Evan stormed off, heading for the woods, leaving behind his very confused mate and his very amused pack-mates.

John stared after him in shock before looking at the other three helplessly.

“Are you that fucken stupid?” Alex asked incredulously when John just stood there. “Go after him, dumb ass,” Chris finished and Mike got up and head butted John until he stumbled forward a step.

John nodded and started off at a jog for the trees.

Would it be wrong if we followed them to see what happens? Mike asked, wagging his tail a little.

“Yes,” Chris said firmly when he noticed the look in Alex's eyes. “Besides, we should be able to hear them from here; they didn't get that far.” He added practically.

“I love way you think, babe,” Alex told him, settling down and getting comfortable so he could hear what was going on.

Me, too...babe, Mike said, laughing.

Chris just rolled his eyes and motioned for them to quiet down so he could hear, too.

John caught up with Evan, reaching for his arm so he could stop him. “Hey, look, I'm sorry, OK? I wasn't ignoring you, I just wanted -” “You wanted someone else, I get it,” Evan interrupted, his voice bitter.

“I wasn't going to say that,” John told him, absently rubbing his thumb across Evan's arm. “I didn't want anyone; I wasn't looking for a mate. I was just trying to give us both a chance to get used to this. And I guess I failed miserably.”

“It's OK,” Evan said after a minute, his voice quiet. “I overreacted, I have a habit of that. I just -” He shook his head, unable to finish the sentence.

John tilted Evan's face up until he was looking at him. “I know this didn't have a great start, but you're my mate and I'm yours. We're stuck with each other for good. You can tell me.”

“Do you even want me?” Evan blurted out. “If you don't -”

His words were cut off as John took his mouth in rough kiss. “Does that answer you're question?” John growled, panting.

Evan nodded, his eyes wide. “Now do you want me?” John asked, his shifting color until they were brown and glowing.

Evan nodded again, baring his neck in a sign of submission that drove John crazy. He backed Evan into a tree, biting the newborn's neck and licking the marks he made.

“Oh, fuck me,” Evan moaned when John ripped off his jeans after shredding them his claws. He wrapped his hand around Evan's dick, leaning down to bite his shoulder hard enough to leave a mark.

“Fuck me sideways,” Evan added, whimpering and closing his eyes.

“Oh, I will,” John assured him, smiling deviously his dimples showing. “I definitely will.”

“See, I told you,” Alex said as they went inside the house. “A screamer. You guys owe me $50 each.”

Shut up, Shelley, Mike said, offhandedly. He's never going to let us forget this, is he?

No, he's not,” Chris told him, smiling at his mate. “He never forgets anything.”