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by Sophie Martin


  They sat in the living room, eating, chatting, and overall relaxing. Despite the circumstances, they were all in a rather good mood. Even Brad refrained from his broody behavior, no doubt relieved to learn his sister wasn’t in the hands of slavers. It was after they finished eating and the boxes were discarded when Jason finally mentioned the touchy subject.

  “I really wish we could figure out how to find the girl. But if she’s hidden so well from her kidnappers, I doubt we’ll have much luck unless she decides to contact someone from her family,” the alpha said with a grimace.

  “I doubt she’ll do that,” Dominic said in his calm, measured voice. “If she were to contact them at all, she’d have done that already. She must know someone in the pack was responsible for the kidnapping and doesn’t want to risk tipping them off as to her whereabouts.”

  “Yeah.” Jason rubbed his forehead tiredly. “We thought the same thing. But it leaves us with not many options on how to find her.”

  Joel could sympathize. If the girl was smart enough not to contact her family and avoided detection by paranormal criminals, then they were pretty screwed. She wouldn’t be easy to find. Suddenly a thought hit him. It was a long shot, but it couldn’t hurt to try.

  “What if…” he started slowly, uncomfortable with the attention. “What if we tried contacting her?”

  “What do you mean?” Jason was frowning, and everyone else looked at him with equal lack of understanding.

  “Well, I assume she’s got some social media account, right?” When Brad nodded, Joel continued. “She won’t answer if her friends or family tried to contact her, obviously. She would also be suspicious if a stranger tried it. But…” He pointed his finger at the ceiling to get everyone’s attention. “If a stranger contacted her, one with no ties to the pack, and if that stranger knew something unique about her, something not even her parents or brother know…” It was Toby who caught on to Joel’s idea first.

  “You want to use Elina and Lisa’s friendship. The girls are close, and Elina will probably trust Lisa even before her family. If she knows the alpha and higher ups in the pack were involved, then she won’t want to alarm them by contacting her family. But if some stranger knew something she only shared with Lisa, she might be either curious or worried for Lisa enough that she’ll feel obliged to answer the message.”

  “Yeah, I know it’s not much of a plan…”

  “But it’s more than we’ve had before,” Jason cut him off. “I think it’s a good idea. But we need to work on the details. If the kidnappers aren’t complete idiots, they’ll be monitoring her social media. I wouldn’t put it past them to have hacked it so that they’ll be able to find her if she does indeed try to communicate with anyone.”

  “So, how should we do it?” Brad asked suddenly, startling Joel. The kid had been quiet until then, and Joel nearly forgot he was there. But it was Brad’s sister they were discussing. It was no wonder he’d want to be involved in whatever rescue scheme they devised. “Should we create a fake account?” Everyone looked to Joel at that. It was only fair, he thought. It was his idea after all. He thought it over for a moment before shaking his head slowly.

  “I don’t think that’s necessary. Besides, if we did that, the account would be obviously new, without any trace of existing before now. That could be too suspicious, both for your sister and her kidnappers. We don’t want to draw too much attention to it. We must make it look like some old friend or a friend of a friend trying to contact her. That way the action won’t alert whoever might be monitoring her accounts.”

  “Okay,” Jason seemed to agree with his explanation. “So if not an entirely new, fake account, how do we do it?”

  “Isn’t it obvious?” Toby asked without any malice. “I’ll message her.”

  “Why you?” Brad frowned, but his face showed only curiosity. Toby’s face was serious, but his eyes were compassionate as he watched Brad.

  “I’m the closest in age to your sister from all of us here. I guess Morton could do it, but there’s no point further involving him in this mess. Anyway, I’m close enough in age to her that nobody will be overly surprised by me messaging her. I can pretend that we have met before and I want to get to know her better. I’ve got accounts on most social media that are at least several months old and won’t bring too much attention. I friended several people from school, as well, and we can arrange it so that I’ve got ties to you and Lisa, as well. Also,” he added after taking a deep breath, “if the kidnappers are connected to the trafficking ring, which is a given, then they’ll most probably know about Jason and Ty, maybe about the others, as well. But I was always just the human pet of a vampire and nobody paid me any mind. Even if they somehow knew me, they won’t recognize me.”

  Joel thought Toby was probably right. The young man had changed a lot since Joel first met him. Becoming more self-sufficient gave him the confidence he previously lacked. And a confident man looked much different from a cowed one. Toby was visibly happier, more open, and it changed his looks. Being in love with his mates helped, as well.

  It took them a few more hours of lively discussion, but they finally devised a way to contact Elina. The only thing that was left was for Lisa to come up with a message that would be cryptic enough no one but Elina would understand it. The matter resolved, the only thing they could do was wait and see if it would work. Joel definitely hoped so. The girl didn’t deserve what happened to her. She was a teenager. She wasn’t supposed to worry about anything but school and boys.

  The ride home was quiet, but Joel felt they were all hopeful rather than subdued. He really wished the nasty surprises would stop, at least for a while. Joel meant what he said to his cousin on their way to Jason’s. He honestly stopped being shocked with every single new paranormal revelation and came to expect the unexpected, so to speak. But that didn’t mean he didn’t wish for some peace and quiet. For a few noneventful evenings to spend in bed with his magnificent mate. He wanted for Tim not to worry about his brother and friends, not to wonder when the malicious fey-bitch was going to attack them again. Because that she was going to attack was a given. He wished…but wishing never did anyone any good. It was better to just go with the flow and hope for the best. And so Joel did.

  * * * *

  “You sure? Yeah, that’s fine. No, we probably shouldn’t have expected anything else. Yep. Ok. Yeah, bye.” Joel listened to Tim’s voice as he quietly removed his jacket in the hall, leaving his keys in their proper place. “Joel, is that you, sweetheart?”

  “It’s me, honey.” Before the endearment even fully left Joel’s lips Tim was slipping out of the kitchen and coming to greet him. Joel let himself be pulled into a deep kiss. “Mmm,” he said with affection after his mate withdrew, “that’s what I call a proper ‘welcome back’ kiss.”

  “It is, is it?” Tim smiled at him as he grabbed Joel’s hand and pulled him to the kitchen where a dinner waited. Joel sat down as Tim busied himself serving the fantastic smelling Asian cuisine dish. “So, how’s the newest case going?” Tim asked, never stopping his bustle around the kitchen. Joel smiled. It was such an ordinary couple thing to do, having dinner together, talking about their day.

  “Well, it’s looking more and more like the owner’s nephew is the one responsible for stealing from him.” Tim hummed in answer. “And how was your day? Anything interesting happen?” Joel asked as Tim finally set two full plates down on the table and handed Joel chopsticks.

  “Oh, damn, you distracted me with that masterful kiss, and I nearly forgot!” Tim exclaimed and shook his head.

  “Hey, I think it was you who was being distracting.” Joel grinned and his mate chuckled in response.

  “Let’s just agree that we were both being distracting,” Tim said before returning to his previous statement. “But anyway, I nearly forgot about the good news I got from Ty. I was just on the phone with him. Apparently, your idea worked like a charm. The girl was intrigued enough to answer Toby’s message. They’ve be
en going back and forth for the last couple days and she is finally comfortable enough with him. He obviously managed to convince her he was not an enemy because she told him more about her circumstances. She’s smart, she didn’t say anything that could lead to her hiding place. However, she managed to convey that she’s safe and staying with a friend. She won’t be coming back home anytime soon, though.”

  “Brad got Lisa to check the messages, and she confirmed that the hidden information indeed came from her best friend. Neither of the cuberows is happy that Elina will have to stay hidden, but there’s no helping that.” Tim paused and took a bite of his food. Joel did the same. It was tasty. A perfect blend of flavors, the soba noodles contrasting nicely with the crunch of vegetables. Tim swallowed, took a sip of water, then finished his story. “Toby managed to tell Elina about Annette investigating their old alpha, though how he managed it, I have no clue. He also made sure that she knows to contact him if she’s in danger again.”

  “Well,” Joel said slowly, “I guess it’s as good as it gets, hmm? At least we know she’s safe and has a place to stay.”

  “Yeah. Poor thing.” Tim scrunched his face in sympathy. “She’s way too young to deal with all this shit. Being paranormal isn’t for the faint of heart.” Joel only hummed in agreement.

  The serious conversation finished, they started chatting about other stuff. Having finished dinner, Tim got up to wash the dishes while Joel put away the leftovers. Joel shut the fridge and came behind his mate, wrapping his arms around Tim’s waist and nuzzling the fey’s neck. Tim looked up, smiled, and gave Joel a small peck before going back to washing up. In only a couple of minutes, he was done.

  “What shall we do?” Joel asked. “Would you like to watch a movie? I think the newest science fiction flick is now available online.”

  “Nah,” Tim said and turned back to Joel, still wrapped in his mate’s arms. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” he stated with a glint in his eyes.

  “Oh, what kind of surprise is it? The naughty kind?” Joel felt a sliver of anticipation.

  “Why don’t you wait patiently and see for yourself?” Timiny teased, pulling Joel with him to the living room and pushing him gently onto the sofa. With one last teasing smile, the pixie disappeared into the bathroom. Joel closed his eyes, tilting his head back and smiling to himself. After only a few minutes a noise caught his attention. Jerking his head up, he opened his eyes and nearly swallowed his tongue.

  Timmy was wearing the prettiest, sexiest lingerie ever. The tiny black lace panties barely covered the man’s dick. The garter belt was made of black lace, as well and held up solid black stockings. The stockings had a leather effect and were finished with lace, matching the belt and panties. Joel followed Tim’s long legs down to his feet and…were those…? Yes, Timiny finished off his look with black leather high heels. Joel felt all the blood leave his head rushing to his dick. It stood at attention in a matter of seconds, leaving Joel dizzy. Joel tried to speak, but only an embarrassing tiny whine escaped his throat. Tim chuckled, and Joel’s gaze shot to the man’s face. The pixie wore a self-satisfied smirk even as his eyelids lowered to half-mast and he gave Joel a smoldering look.

  “Ah, I see you like my surprise.” Joel only nodded rapidly, the ability to speak still beyond his reach. Tim sauntered to him and straddled his lap. Joel’s hands went to rest on the globes of his man’s ass. Tim’s fingers buried in Joel’s hair and pulled him into a kiss. After that, there was no more talking.

  Never stopping the kiss, Tim started to unbutton Joel’s shirt. Having removed it, he then went to work on his jeans. Joel eagerly helped, lifting his hips when Tim got off his lap and knelt on the floor helping him undress. With his jeans out of the way, Tim’s hands wandered up Joel’s legs and to his boxer-covered dick. The pixie stroked it through the fabric, watching the quickly appearing wet spot with a hungry expression. Tim leaned in, placed a soft kiss on Joel’s aching prick, then swiftly rose.

  Tim raised his arms over his head and stretched lazily. Joel couldn’t help but watch, fingers curled into fists, nails biting into his palm. His mate was breathtaking. The lingerie notwithstanding, Tim’s body was a work of art. The pale skin stretching over lean muscles gleamed in the dim light of the evening. Tim’s wings stretched out after him, sketching lazy eights in the air. They sparkled with the beginning of dust being produced. Tim lowered his hands and placed them on his chest stroking down sensuously. He teased his nipples until they perked up, then moved his hands to his belly and lower still. His fingers teased the edge of the lacy panties bringing Joel’s attention to the head of Tim’s dick, which glistened with a drop of pre-cum even through the lace. Tim took a step closer and thrust his hips forward ordering in a throaty voice.

  “Lick it, mate!” Joel peeked up and saw the raw lust on his pixie’s face. “Do it, mate!” Timmy repeated with force and Joel could do nothing but obey. He bent forward and gave a first tentative lick, moaning at the salty taste. Resting his hands on Timiny’s hips, holding the man immobile, Joel went to work on the hard cock before him. He licked it thoroughly, sucking on the head through the lace as well as he could. He then bent even lower and sucked on Timiny’s balls, the man’s shuddering breath a reward for his efforts. “That’s enough!” Tim said pushing on Joel’s head with fingers that somehow found their purchase in Joel’s hair. Tim took a step back and Joel noticed with satisfaction his mate’s unsteady gait. It was evident that the pixie was as affected by the prelude as Joel was.

  “Get up.” Joel didn’t need to be told twice. He jumped to his feet, following his beautiful lover’s command. “Remove your boxers.” Tim’s voice wasn’t as steady as the pixie wanted it to sound, but Joel was beyond caring. He dropped his underwear and looked up, awaiting his next order. Tim measured him with a hungry gaze, the dragonfly wings fluttering much quicker now.

  Tim rounded the sofa and, resting his forearms on its back, he stuck his ass in the air spreading his legs for easier access. Joel followed him, hissing at the sight that greeted him.

  “Come now, mate, you know what to do,” Tim said, his voice thick with need. Joel didn’t waste any time. He fell to his knees behind his mate and looked up at the beautiful sight awaiting him. Joel put his hands on Timiny’s ankles and stroked them slowly up the man’s calves. The silky touch of the sexy lingerie was an extreme turn-on. He stroked his thumb over the back of Tim’s right knee, then placed a butterfly kiss under the left one. He let his hands trail higher still until they reached the edge of the stockings. He grabbed the frivolous lace with his teeth, pulled, then released it with a snap, grinning when Tim hissed.

  Pulling Tim’s ass cheeks apart Joel moaned before burying his nose between them. He sniffed deeply, relishing in the scent of musk and male desire. Tim’s hole was already wet, the natural lube dampening the flimsy stripe of the panties only barely covering it. Joel stroked over it with one thumb, eliciting a deep moan and shudder from his mate. Joel added a bit more strength to his strokes there, causing the lace to tease over Tim’s sensitive starburst. He bit on one ass cheek, feeling gratified when Tim groaned and his legs buckled.

  “Joel, please!” his mate begged, but Joel wouldn’t budge. He let one of his thumbs slide under the lace and pushed just the barest tip of it into Tim’s hole. His mate thrust his ass up, trying to impale himself further on it, and Joel pulled completely out in punishment. He grabbed onto Tim’s hips and twirled the fey around. Kneeling between Tim’s legs, Joel leaned forward and sucked on the leaking cockhead through the lace. At the same time, he let his fingers stroke the heavy balls and slip behind them. Joel went back to teasing Tim’s opening, never stopping the sucking. He stroked around and around the tiny hole, which flexed in need, begging to be filled. Joel’s own cock was hot and hard, his balls tight with need. He wanted to be buried balls deep in his mate’s body, but he wanted to play with his gift more.

  Joel pressed the tip of his finger into Tim’s chute and started fucking the man with tiniest m
ovements. Grazing his teeth up the length of Tim’s cock he grabbed hold of the edge of the lacy panties and pulled them down, freeing the cockhead. Sucking it into his mouth as hard as possible, Joel pushed two fingers into Tim’s ass. He kept sucking and twirling his tongue around the flared head while finger fucking his man in earnest. Every thrust of his fingers pulled on the lace, causing it to tease Tim’s balls and cock. Finally, he could take no more. He rose in a swift move and turned Tim around. Not bothering to be gentle he grabbed his dick and, pulling the lace aside, guided it to Tim’s opening. He thrust in one quick motion, burying himself balls deep. Grabbing onto his mate’s hips, he started fucking the man forcefully, the little moans and whines his only sign that Tim was enjoying it as much as he did.

  It was only minutes before Tim uttered, “Joel, mate, I’m…” he didn’t need to finish. Joel’s balls drew close to his body, and he knew they were both close to coming. Reaching in front, Joel took hold of Tim’s dick and started stroking it through the now wet lace. Two quick jerks later Tim was coming, coating Joel’s hand with his seed. The feeling of Timiny’s muscles clenching was all Joel needed to be pushed over the edge. He shot harder than ever, Tim’s ass milking every last drop of cum from his body. Joel thrust through his orgasm and took a deep breath once it ebbed.

  Joel wrapped his arms around Tim’s waist, squishing him hard, and placing an awkward kiss on one of the wings. Tim chuckled but said nothing. They stayed like that for a few minutes, resting heavily on the back of the sofa. Finally, with regret, Joel pulled out of his mate’s body.

 

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