Mine to Save

by Megs Pritchard

  “Oh my god, yes!” Jensen smiled, the image already forming in his mind.

  “What would you wear?” Brayden asked, watching him.

  “I could leave that up to you?” He arched a brow and saw Brayden’s eyes light up.

  “Any other kinks you have?”

  “Oh, lots.” He grinned now because there was so much he wanted to do and it seemed Brayden was on board with it.

  “BDSM?”

  Nodding, Jensen said, “I have played, yes.”

  “So have I.”

  They both stood grinning at each other until Brayden’s cell rang. He picked it up and showed the screen to Jensen. “Time to go, and on the way, we can talk about limits.”

  Jensen shrugged. “Don’t have any.”

  “What?”

  Jensen chuckled as he grabbed his car keys. “Car. Come on and we can talk.”

  “No limits?”

  “Well, I guess I have some now. No group sex, no one seeing me naked other than you...”

  “We really do have some things to discuss. Threesomes?”

  “I’ve done that a few times. Both with men and women. There’s something about watching other people together, hearing their moans of pleasure, smelling the scent of sex on the air.”

  “Go, or we won’t get there,” Brayden growled, causing Jensen to laugh.

  “Later,” he muttered and kissed him deeply, tongue pushing into Brayden’s mouth.

  Brayden grabbed his hips and slammed him against the wall and he moaned. He loved being manhandled. He was a man, he could handle a harder, rougher touch. His dick ached in his jeans and he wanted to pull it out and stroke his heated flesh.

  Brayden did just that, pulling at the buttons on his jeans as he tucked the joggers he wore down. Jensen moaned into their kiss when he felt Brayden fist both their dicks and pumped the hard lengths.

  Jensen lowered his head and watched the head of his dick appear, then disappear as Brayden stroked them. It was as erotic as hell to watch, the dark red head, the foreskin moving over it, the feeling of Brayden’s hot length next to his.

  A tingling sensation started in his groin and his balls tightened in response. His dick hardened more, and he was close, so close to coming.

  He went to tell Brayden, but he beat him to it. “Me too,” he grunted as he worked their flesh harder.

  Jensen threw his head back, crying out when he came, come erupting over Brayden’s hand. Seconds later, he came too, adding his come to the mess coating his hands and their abs. Jensen sagged back against the wall, panting softly.

  “Shit,” he muttered.

  “Yeah.”

  Jensen opened his eyes and watched Brayden lift his come-coated hand to his lips and lick it clean. He moved closer when Brayden offered his hand and with their eyes locked, he licked his hand. Brayden pushed him back against the wall, kissing him savagely. Jensen loved every single fucking second of it.

  When they eventually broke the kiss, both of them stood panting, staring at each other. He tucked his dick back in his jeans and fastened them before saying, “So, thirty minutes, yeah.”

  “We might be late,” Brayden muttered. “Just a little.”

  Jensen grinned. “Maybe a little.”

  “Come on, my kinky mate. Drive on over and tell me what I can do to you.”

  Jensen’s dick twitched, and he looked down at it. “Jesus, again?”

  “Mates.” Brayden smiled then kissed him. “We’re going to have fun together, you and I.”

  “Can’t wait.”

  ❊❊❊

  When he walked in to the kitchen at Chester and Silas’, everyone was already there. Some he remembered, some he wasn’t sure of.

  Ale saw them and poured the two of them a cup of coffee. “We’ve got all the info we need so we’re in the planning stage now. Any more info you can give us, Brayden, would be appreciated.”

  Brayden nodded and walked over to the table, seeing the blueprints for several houses. Carter was sat at one end, tapping away on his laptop with Hunter leaning over him.

  “We’re doing recon over the next few days and nights to watch security rotation and Carter’s hacked in to their systems.”

  Carter grunted. “I’m surprised they haven’t put better security measures in place.”

  “I’m glad they haven’t.”

  “Well, we have the numbers and timetables, we just need to confirm them and then we are good to go.”

  “Who do we have on the team?”

  “Two teams doing twelve-hour shifts. We also had a call ten minutes ago for assistance with a missing person, so we have some going to that, but we have enough for the stakeout.”

  “Good news is they think the tank went up due to a leak, so they don’t know it was us who hit the place.”

  “Who is heading out on the missing persons?”

  “Ale, Donnie, Dean and Mich.” Chester informed them. “The rest of us will focus on this.” He nodded towards the table.

  “If you can let me have a look at the rota for security personnel, I can tell you if they look legit.”

  “Here,” Hunter passed them over. “I would also like to apologize--”

  “No, don’t. If the situation was reversed, I would have acted the same. We do what we think is right at that moment.”

  Hunter nodded. “Thank you. Now, they look legit to me, but I think you’d know better.”

  Don’t know if I could apologize. Brayden told Jensen.

  In the time I’ve gotten to know Hunter, I can say he’s an honest man. He can admit his faults and will stand side by side with you even if you’re facing an army.

  Yes, he does come across like that.

  He’s a good guy. They all are.

  Brayden glanced over at Jensen and smiled. They’re your friends.

  He saw Jensen wince, rub his head, and then nod.

  “These rotas look like ones I’ve seen hundreds of times before. I’d say they’re legit. I recognize a few of the names too.” He stepped closer to the table and pulled a blueprint closer. “They work here, don’t they?”

  Carter nodded. “Yeah, they do.”

  “These blueprints look accurate too. Do you have the other rotas?”

  “Here,” Chester handed a stack of sheets over to him. He quickly browsed them, his eyes skimming the details. “They look good too. The names I would expect to see are listed. I’d say this is all legit, but not all of it is mine.”

  “No,” Hunter grinned. “We got caught and Carter and Wyatt almost suffered for it, so we designed a new program, one they couldn’t detect, and let it loose in their systems. It opened a back door for us. We’ve had access since nine this morning.”

  “And with the info I’ve gathered over the years...”

  “We’re in a great place.”

  “You are. When do you plan the first stakeout?”

  “Tonight.”

  Jensen?

  He nodded, knowing immediately what Brayden was asking. Yeah.

  “Jensen and I will take one tonight.”

  “Good. We only need to cover the other three.”

  “What about during the day?”

  “We need to come up with a rota. We might need to watch two houses only at a time until the others come back.”

  “I can call my friends. Pull a few of them in to help out.”

  Chester glanced thoughtfully at Euan then nodded. “Do it. If we have more people available, then we can move sooner rather than later.”

  “Let’s sort out the rota and then we can decide how many extra we need.”

  “I’ve already started on one.” Carter began tapping away on his laptop then turned it to Chester.

  Brayden watched Jensen and couldn’t wait for them to be alone later. Even if they couldn’t be together the way he wanted, he would still be with his mate. He wanted to learn more about him, his dreams, his desires, find out what they agreed on and didn’t.

  He saw Jensen watching him and smiled. N
ot how I wanted to spent tonight together.

  I know but we need to help them.

  All of them.

  At least we’ll be able to get to know each other. We kind of didn’t get the chance earlier.

  Brayden grinned, one Jensen returned.

  I liked the way we spent it.

  Me too. Jensen rubbed his head again.

  They spent the next couple of hours drawing up a rota of two-man teams to cover the locations. Euan confirmed ten men would come over to help, easing the load on the other team members, and it was finalized that Brayden and Jensen would work together that night.

  For Brayden, it felt like he was being presented with an opportunity to show them who he was and who he supported. His mate first and foremost. If there was any chance of danger to his mate, he’d pull them both out immediately. He wasn’t risking his mate’s life for anyone.

  He knew all the other mated couple would feel the same way and so he felt justified in his rationale of the situation. Jensen would always come before others. Before even himself. He would gladly die to keep his mate alive and well.

  Don’t.

  He looked up and smiled at Jensen who was frowning at him. Don’t?

  We’ll be fine. I can take care of myself. I was in the Marines and now I’m mated to you, I’ll have a few added bonuses.

  Brayden nodded. You will, but I still won’t risk your life.

  Or yours. Our mating goes both ways. Don’t forget that.

  Brayden had. It was his vampire nature to protect. I apologize.

  No need to apologize. Just don’t do it again. Jensen grinned and Brayden smiled back.

  So, fun night ahead of us.

  I’m sure we can think of something to do to keep ourselves entertained.

  Chapter Thirteen

  The door banged shut behind him, but Jensen barely noticed. He was focused completely on his mate who was tearing at his clothes. The night had been long and boring, but they hadn’t had the opportunity to talk, let alone kiss or touch. Another man had turned up, a friend of Euan’s. There was something about him that Jensen couldn’t put his finger on. Brayden had thought the same, not that it mattered now.

  Brayden had his tongue in Jensen’s mouth, dominating it with deep, wet, passionate kisses. His hands pulled at Jensen’s clothes as he helped to pull them off, throwing them to the floor. His jeans pushed down his hips and when Brayden pumped his rock-hard dick, Jensen shuddered. He’d been desperate for Brayden’s touch all night long.

  Brayden spun him around and the palms of his hands hit the wall. He pushed his ass out and jerked when Brayden pulled his cheeks apart and licked across his pulsing hole. God, he needed Brayden’s touch so much. Craved it.

  He moaned when Brayden licked his hole, his tongue lashing it and making it wet. His palms slid across the wall and he moved them back and tried to push his ass out more.

  Brayden chuckled behind him. “I can’t wait either. Gonna fuck you so hard.”

  “Please,” Jensen begged.

  Brayden’s tongue worked into his ass and Jensen cried out. It felt amazing having Brayden fuck him with it, feeling the muscle pump in and out of his ass. All warm and wet, touching him where he needed.

  His dick dripped precome on the floor and he desperately wanted to fist it and pump the hard flesh, but he knew his orgasm would be so much better with Brayden fucking him.

  A finger pushed in next to Brayden’s tongue and he clenched around them. He didn’t want them to leave his body. He needed more. Both of them worked him, fucking him hard and fast, and when a second finger pushed in next to the first, Jensen grabbed his balls, pulling on them. He could feel them tightening.

  “I’m so close,” he mumbled.

  Brayden’s tongue left him, and Jensen heard him stand behind him. The two fingers still fucked him, scissoring, stretching him wide. He jerked when he felt cold lube dribble down his crack, then moaned when he realized it meant Brayden was going to push his big fat cock into his ass.

  “Fuck me, Brayden. Stretch me wide.”

  The two fingers disappeared, and he felt Brayden grab his hips, pulling him further away from the wall. He was almost bent over, his ass in the air, but it was worth it. To feel Brayden inching his dick in--

  “Fuck, yeah,” he cried when the head of Brayden’s dick rubbed across his hole.

  He pushed out when Brayden pushed in and the head slipped in, causing Jensen to grunt. It pushed in another inch before pulling out then pushing back in again. Each time Brayden pushed in, he went an inch further before pulling out.

  It was the sweetest torment and Jensen loved every single second of it.

  When Brayden was fully in, he dropped his head on to Jensen’s back and he could feel the heat and sweat on in. He was hot and sweaty too, his pulse thumping through his veins. All night he’d wanted this, wanted to feel Brayden take him, and now he was.

  Brayden slid almost all the way out before slamming in. “Hard and fast,” he muttered.

  Jensen nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah. Fuck me, my mate.”

  Brayden growled and did just that.

  Jensen held himself away from the wall, pushing back on every pounding thrust into his ass. He wanted to feel it the next day, know that his mate had given him exactly what he wanted.

  He grunted and moaned through every single slam of Brayden’s dick in his ass and he could hear Brayden do the same. Through their connection, he could feel his mate’s arousal, lust, desire but also his need to make sure Jensen enjoyed it too. He fed his desires to Brayden and felt his hands grip his hips harder. He would have bruises later and he would wear them with pride.

  One of Brayden’s hands moved to grab his shoulder and pulled him up and back against his sweat-covered chest. Jensen twisted his head and their lips met in a sloppy kiss. In this position, Brayden’s dick rubbed his hot spot and Jensen panted, closing his eyes as his orgasm barreled towards him.

  Brayden knew he was close and broke the kiss. He nuzzled his throat then, with a hiss, sank his fangs in. Jensen screamed, come shooting everywhere. He felt Brayden’s dick twitch in his ass and then he was filled with warmth as he came.

  He could hear a roaring sound in his ears and black dots danced in front of his eyes and for a second, he thought he was going to black out. It was one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had, even better than the one he’d had the day before.

  He moaned when Brayden’s fangs slid free and let his body sag back against his mate, knowing he’d keep hold of him.

  He swallowed again, his throat dry, and mumbled, “Shit.”

  “Yeah. That was intense. Feeling your emotions, your desire through our bond, made it so much better, more powerful.”

  Jensen nodded. “Yeah. It’s like it keeps building between us until we can’t take anymore then boom!”

  Brayden chuckled. “We certainly did boom.”

  Brayden slid out and Jensen winced when he felt the come dribble down his thigh. “I need a shower.”

  “I’ll clean you. I did get you all messy.”

  Jensen turned in Brayden’s arms and smiled when he noticed his eyes. Touching the skin under them, he whispered, “We get clean, so we can get dirty again?”

  “Yeah,” Brayden whispered back.

  “Oh yeah.” Jensen kissed him and licked across his lips. “That’s a plan I can get on board with.”

  ❊❊❊

  They lay in bed, their legs entwined, Brayden’s fingers running through Jensen’s hair. They’d had fun in the shower, and now that his body was calm, he had the chance to think about everything that had happened over the last couple of days.

  His life could never go back to where it was. Too much had changed, and he now held the single most important person in his arms: his mate. He would never betray him, never let him down. His life now revolved around his mate and ensuring his safety and happiness.

  Brayden was in a place he never thought he would be. He’d imagined his life as a serie
s of encounters hidden in the dark, but now he could live it the way he wanted, out in the open.

  Jensen muttered in his sleep, and Brayden paused the motion of his fingers until his mate settled again. He’d probably start talking about coffee soon. The man loved coffee far too much.

  He needed to find a way to get Lincoln out. He couldn’t leave his brother behind. His mate understood his need and before drifting to sleep had muttered, “We’ll get him, Brayden.”

  He’d known. He’d known Brayden was concerned for Lincoln. So much was happening, so many plans being made. He wanted to be on the team that went to the mansion, but destroying the weapons was far too important and he was the only man who could get access to them without causing concern. He’d have to trust the others to help his brother.

  The weapons. He needed to focus on the weapons. If they could take them out of the equation, then the Corporation would be severely damaged. They needed those weapons to protect themselves when they switched the power off and humans came searching for food.

  He remembered telling them to put them in more locations, that the few they had was problematic, but he hadn’t been listened to. He wanted multiple, smaller locations dotted around the mansion grounds in case of possible breaches. That way security could get to the location and know weapons were close at hand.

  Now, it was a good thing they hadn’t listened. There were two main depots, and he needed to hit both. Timing was critical. They needed to plant their devices and leave before they were discovered. Having them set for remote detonation would help, but it didn’t cover all scenarios.

  They had to plan for every possible outcome and have contingency plans in place. Having Jared outside covering them would help. If they knew there were any issues, he could detonate even if he and Jensen were still inside. The mission was too important to fail, more important than either of them.

  He ran through possible scenarios in his mind, thought of as many situations as possible and their potential outcome. He had to be prepared, had to have everything he’d need with him to make it a success. Too many lives depended on him. Too many lives depended on all of them.

  “You’re thinking too hard. Go to sleep.”