“I want to explore.” Grayson kissed Taylor’s neck softly and ran his tongue down the corded muscles of his mate’s throat. “Grayson…oh God…” Taylor moaned, as his belt was being taken off. A hand caressed his ass as the other one undid the button on his slacks. He didn’t even realize they moved, until the bed hit the backs of his legs. Taylor opened his eyes to see Grayson removing his clothes, his eyes lingered over the caramel skin, and he licked his lips in appreciation. His pants pooled at his ankles and Grayson’s fingertips slid up his bare thighs, a shiver passed up his spine as they edged along his groin. “God, you’re driving me crazy Gray…”
“Fuck, I love that.” Grayson keened. “Call me that again.” Grayson dropped to his knees, running his jaw alongside Taylor’s erection. Taylor gripped Grayson’s hair, as a warm mouth settled over his erection in his briefs. “Gray…”
Grayson growled and bit Taylor’s dick through his briefs. The hands in his hair gripped almost painfully, as Grayson ran his hands up Taylor’s thighs and around to his firm ass. His teeth gripped on the waistband of Taylor’s briefs and pulled them low enough to expose the glistening tip of Taylor’s rock hard erection. Grayson licked his lips and licked the tip, savoring the flavor of his mate’s arousal. An almost feral growl left Taylor’s lips above him, and then he was being thrown on the bed, his eyes went wide as Taylor straddled his hips. Grayson took note of his mate on top of him, canines peeked out froiatm underneath his lips and his eyes had shifted. Grayson growled playfully, and ran his hands up Taylor’s rock hard body.
“Tell me what you want Taylor.” “I want to taste you, Gray.” Taylor shifted his legs out; putting his hands on either side of Grayson’s body, he pushed himself down spreading Grayson’s legs out along the way. “I want to know what it feels like to have your dick in my mouth, to have the taste of you on my tongue for hours.” Taylor pulled Grayson’s boxers down and a thick cock sprung out wet with precome. He licked his lips and looked at Grayson, as his tongue delved into Grayson’s warm, wet slit.
“Oohhh.” Grayson gripped the comforter and arched his back. “Sexy…” Taylor groaned as the salty flavor hit his taste buds. His tongue did a slow circle around the hardened head of Grayson’s cock. Soft whimpers and moans urged him into taking more and more of Grayson’s dick into his mouth. He’d given head maybe twice before and never wanted it as much as he did right now, to know his mate was whimpering and clawing at the bed because of something he was doing, filled him with an unexpected pride.
“You like this?” Taylor sucked in Grayson’s cock, running his teeth lightly over the underside. “Oh god…yes, oh please…going to cum Taylor…” The buildup in his balls came so fast, Grayson didn’t have time to prepare for the explosion, his dick seized as Taylor deep throated him. “Oh shiiiitttt!” Grayson’s dick spurted down Taylor’s throat at maximum velocity.
“Holy shit,” Taylor’s mouth filled at an alarming rate and his own orgasm hit, he shot spurts of cream all over the bed and Grayson. With a groan of satisfaction, he collapsed on his mate. Taylor panted. His lips found the racing pulse in Grayson’s neck, and nibbled at the soft flesh. “God, you taste so good.”
“Jesus…” Grayson panted. Grayson wrapped his arms around Taylor’s warm body and sighed. God he loved every second of being with his mate. Years of sexual frustration just exited his body in a mind numbing orgasm and he couldn’t be happier or more sated. He could see spending the rest of his life with the gorgeous man on top of him. Taylor was beautiful, caring and sweet, it amazed him that someone that endured so much abuse, could still be so caring towards others. Grayson sighed in satisfaction, and felt Taylor’s arms wrap around him tighter.
“I’ve never felt like that.” Grayson whispered. “It’s like I lost complete control over my body.” “But it felt good, didn’t it?” Taylor propped himself up on his elbow and looked down into the face of the man he was already falling in love with. Amazing how fast his feelings rushed to the surface and it didn’t matter that Grayson was his mate; he’d have fallen for him if that weren’t the case. Grayson was just beautiful on the inside and out.
“God yes,” Grayson chuckled. “I want to do that to you.” Taylor shivered at the thought of Grayson’s tongue on his body, a warm sensation rolled over his spine. “I’d like that, when you’re ready.”
Grayson rubbed his eyes and yawned. “Is it just me?” “No, I think the heat got to us both.” Taylor lay on his back and g tpulled Grayson into the nook of his arm. “I don’t even have the energy to get up and shower. Get some sleep, tomorrow we’ll go check out Vegas.”
Grayson settled into the crook of Taylor’s neck and inhaled the musky smell of his mate. He wrapped an arm around Taylor and threw a leg over him. “Night Taylor.”
“Night Gray.” ~~Chapter Six~~ Xander perused the small store in the hotel lobby; his eyes scanned the shelves as he waited for Jagger to come back down from their suite. He’d wanted to find lube and his eyes finally found it next to condoms. God bless the MGM. Xander purchased the lube then strolled down the halls of the impressive hotel. He found the restaurant they were going to have dinner in the next night, and his jaw almost hit the floor just peeking in. He felt a presence behind him and smiled as warm lips touched his neck gently.
“Well hello,” Xander smiled, gripping the strong thighs behind him.
“The suite is disgusting,” Jagger breathed into Xander’s ear. “You should see the size of the bed alone.” “Well I’m done down here, so we can head up.” Xander walked to the elevator holding Jagger’s hand. They waited impatiently for the elevator to reach their floor, then stepped in. Xander leaned against the wall looking at Jagger; if it was possible he looked more nervous than himself. “What’s wrong?”
Jagger’s looked up quickly. “I’m just nervous, you know?”
Xander chuckled. “You’ve had sex.” “Yeah, with women,” Jagger blushed. “I want to be able to satisfy you Xander.”
Xander stepped into Jagger’s embrace and kissed him, when he drew back Jagger’s lips were slightly parted. “I just want to touch you.”
Jagger groaned and when the doors opened, he yanked Xander out of the elevator and they practically ran to their suite. The door shut behind them and Jagger removed his suit jacket letting it fall to the floor. His eyes raked over his mate’s strong physique and his mouth dropped open when Xander removed his own jacket and threw it over the back of the chair. One by one Xander’s fingers expertly thumbed the buttons of his shirt open, his tie drifted to the floor and then his shirt. Jagger felt like he was gasping for breath, the slow torturous striptease was far from over, as Xander reached for the button on his pants.
“Oh God, I’m going to cum just from looking at you.” Jagger whispered.
“I’ve waited years for this moment, I want it to last.” Xander licked his lips. Xander flicked the button on his slacks and pulled the zipper down slowly, his eyes never leaving Jagger’s. The pants drifted down his strong thighs, until they lay in a pool around his feet, he stepped out of them and walked slowly towards Jagger, who by this point, was shaking. Xander gripped his erection as he walked. “I want you Jagger, more than I have ever wanted anything.” Xander stopped in front of Jagger and pulleoorwd his briefs down. Standing naked in front of his mate, Xander began undressing him. He loosened Jagger’s tie and pulled it off, he undid the buttons on Jagger’s shirt and pulled it over strong muscular shoulders and biceps. “Look at you,” Xander kissed Jagger’s warm flesh. “So fucking gorgeous.”
“Xander…” Jagger closed his eyes as his slacks slid down his thighs, warm hands followed and Jagger shivered at Xander’s light touch. “Oh God…”
“I want to feel your body pressed to mine Jagger,” Xander licked a path from Jagger’s belly button up to his throat, he bit the soft flesh and growled. “Make love to me Jagger.”
The thunderous growl that Jagger emitted had Xander’s cock at full mast. He was swept off his feet and carried to the bed with s
uch force, his breath left him. Jagger’s tongue attacked him with such voraciousness, Xander cried out. His erection was engulfed by Jagger’s warm mouth and a finger dipped into his tight tunnel. Xander almost flew off the bed and his back arched so high he thought he’d broken it. His mind was so far gone he could only manage a strangled whimper.
“Lube…” Xander blurted.
“Where?” Jagger growled.
“Pocket,” Jagger sprang from the bed and searched Xander’s pockets; he found the lube and renewed his position on the bed. Coating his fingers, he slipped one inside Xander, as his mouth went back to work on the now leaking prick. Jagger licked, sucked and nibbled on Xander’s hard leaking head, as his fingers massaged inside Xander’s tight tunnel. Opening his jaw wider, Jagger took Xander to the root and hot cum splashed his tongue, as Xander came unglued.
“Jagggerrrr!” Xander’s cock exploded and his hips bucked as he emptied himself. He lay on the bed twitching, as his body succumbed to the glorious aftershocks. He felt warmth on his dick as Jagger’s tongue continued its slow torture of his spent dick, and then a cool liquid slid down his crease. A blast of heat shot up his spine and Xander cried out, as Jagger’s imposing member filled him. “Oh!”
“Shhh,” Jagger slid in and out, short shallow strokes as he waited for Xander to relax around him. He leaned down to kiss Xander’s beautiful full lips. “So beautiful,” He whispered. “So tight, God you feel so good.”
“Jagger…” Xander opened his mouth to allow Jagger’s tongue inside his mouth, the taste of his release flowing between both of them. His body slowly relaxing to the invasion, Xander pressed into Jagger meeting his thrusts. A slow burning started in his toes and unfurled through the rest of his body, he gripped Jagger’s biceps, as the thrusts became deeper, harder.
“Oh God…” Jagger choked and bit back a sob as he plunged into Xander’s tight channel, the heat searing him from the inside out. Jagger’s primal instincts took over and he slammed into Xander, a howl of pure unadulterated ecstasy left his lips, as his orgasm raced up Xander’s chute. His arms shook with the intensity of his release and he collapsed on Xander, his canines sinking into the soft flesh of his mates shoulder. Another orgasm ravaged his body as the scent of Xander’s semen tickled his nostrils. Jagger lay panting and sated on top of his mate. Removing his canines from Xander’s flse.esh, he kissed and licked the area lovingly making his way up the side of Xander’s neck. Soft panting met his ears and he gently moved a stray strand of hair from Xander’s forehead. Jagger sucked in a breath, as a strange sensation rolled over his body, heat flowed through his veins.
“What the…?” Jagger closed his eyes.
“It’s okay; it’s just part of me.” Xander caressed Jagger’s face. “Oh shit.” Xander sputtered. “Wayne bit you.”
Jagger sat back, looking at Xander. “Oh God, are you okay?”
“I feel,” Xander sucked in a breath, as heat tore through his veins. “Complete.” Xander moved carefully, the soreness in his lower anatomy sending a delicious wave of pleasure throughout his body. Knowing that his mate had taken him, marked him as his own gave Xander a euphoric feeling. This was what he’d wanted from the moment he knew what his penis was for, a mate that loved him and cherished him. The way Jagger made love, Xander knew he was more than halfway there.
“You were absolutely fantastic, I couldn’t have asked for anything better. The way you touch me and kiss me,” Xander sighed. “It was just so…loving.”
Jagger smiled and ran his fingertips over Xander’s lips. “You wouldn’t know if it was good or not, you have nothing to compare it to.”
“And I never will,” Xander cupped Jagger’s chin. “It’s you and only you. I don’t want anyone else, ever.”
“Really?” Jagger felt his throat constricting; no one had ever said that to him. Xander was perfect in every way, whoever was in charge of handing down mates deserved a medal. His beautiful skin, the emerald eyes, the high cheekbones. Xander Quinton was what dreams were made of. He knew his insecurities were showing at that moment, after years of abuse from Carson Drake, it was going to take more than one night to fix it.
Xander cupped Jagger’s face in his hands. “I wish you could see what I see. Look at this face,” Xander kissed Jagger’s eyelids softly. “You’re eyes, lips, hair and Jesus your fucking body.” Xander chuckled. “The way you were when we met, you could have told me to fuck off Jagger, but you were worried about how I felt. We’d just met and you did everything in your power to make it up to me. That say’s a lot about the kind of man you are, not to mention Bernard.”
Jagger chuckled. “Bernard’s been telling tales outside of school again.” “You and Taylor try everything to be different from your father and you succeeded. I’m very proud to call you my mate, Jagger Drake.” Xander massaged the nape of Jagger’s neck.
“Ditto,” Jagger leaned down and brushed his lips across Xander’s softly. “We should get some sleep.”
“Yes, you need your energy,” Xander winked.
“Oh God,” Jagger lay back and laughed. “My mates going to kill me sexually,”
“What a way to go,” Xander nestled into Jagger’s side, and threw an arm over his torso.
“Good night, Xander.” Jagger sighed, brushing his lips over Xander’s hair.
“Night,” ~~ Grayson opened his eyes and saw a large arm, with a dusting of blonde hair across his chest. He smiled and pushed his ass back against the large erection currently digging into him, and heard a soft groan. Grayson fought the urge to giggle. For the first time in his life, he was waking up with another man in bed with him, and it wasn’t one of his brothers. That thought alone made his morning wood feel like an Oak tree in his briefs. The warmth coming from his mate, was like a warm blanket he wanted to curl up in. Grayson moved carefully and lay on his side, looking at his mates face.
Dirty blonde hair fell partially in Taylor’s eyes, and his golden blonde lashes hid his beautiful sky blue eyes. He ran his fingertip softly over Taylor’s full bottom lip, slight stubble covered his chin but the rest of his face was soft. Grayson’s eyes travelled south, taking in Taylor’s strong defined chest and abdominal muscles. Jesus, he resembled a modern day Adonis. Taylor whimpered and Grayson smiled, crawling out of bed quietly. He made his way into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Did he look different now that he’d been with a man? Grayson tilted his head from side to side then scowled at himself.
“Moron,” Grayson giggled at his reflection, then went out into the living room to find his phone. He took another peek at Taylor’s sleeping form on the bed and went to the kitchen to start coffee. He called room service and looked around the room, clothes were scattered all over the floor. Grayson picked everything up, placing the clothing over the chairs in the living room. He looked out the window at the beautiful view of Las Vegas in the daytime. The hustle and bustle was already apparent at—
“Oh crap, what time isit?” Grayson whispered. Smacking his forehead with his hand, he realized his phone was in his other hand, displaying the time. Nine in the morning. Grayson smiled and flipped it open; he scrolled down the list of contacts and hit ‘Talk.’ The phone rang twice before Riley’s voice came over the line.
“Hey, Grayson.” Riley crooned. Grayson had to giggle; Riley Flynn-Esposito was his age mindwise. His childhood had been non-existent and Riley was making up for it now. “Hey Riley, guess what?”
“You’re going to tell me.” Riley laughed.
“I found my mate.” Grayson almost had to cover his ears, at the loud shrill coming from the other end of the phone.
“Oh my God, Gray! That’ssocool! Is he hot?”
“You tell me, it’s Taylor Drake.” Grayson heard the sharp intake of breath from Riley.
“Of Drake and Drake Architectural?”
“Yup,” Grayson could hear shuffling on the other end and then Riley was back on the phone. “Sorry, I had to go outside, Mateo was looking at me,” Riley giggled. “Oh. My. God. Tay
lor Drake? He issohot. Not as hot as my husband though.”
“Mateo followed you out?” Grayson laughed. “Yes, but he knows he’s the hottest man on the planet.> “Jagger Drake is Xander’s mate.” This time Grayson actually took the phone away from his ear, as Riley shouted.
“Holy shit!”
“I know!” Grayson giggled, God he loved Riley. “We have a dinner tonight at Joël Robuchon restaurant with Caden Fournier and –”
“Jesus, Grayson, slow down! You’re giving me a heart attack!” Riley laughed and sat down at his desk. “What time is the dinner?”
“Seven tonight, why?”
“You’re meetingtheCaden Fournier. I want my boys dressed to the hilt. I’ll have suits delivered to your room by six thirty, sweetie.”
“Riley, you don’t have to do that.” Grayson smiled. “I have my suit.”
“Is it Armani?”
“No,”
“Well then,” Riley sat back and smiled. “It’s not a suit babe. Have fun and I want to hear all about it.”
“K’ thanks, Riley.” “No problem, gorgeous.” Riley hung up and looked at Mateo’s face. “What? They are like my own kids. Hurry up and give me one.” Riley giggled.
Mateo grabbed Riley and picked him up. “I keep trying, but you won’t get pregnant.”
Riley giggled, wrapping his arms around his husband’s neck. “Next week, no excuses and no missions okay?”
“Anything you want babe.”
~~ Xander heard the chirping of his cell phone and groaned. He opened his eyes to see a smooth chest and smiled. Jagger. Flopping over on his back, he grabbed his phone and looked at the text. It was from Riley.
Jagger Drake! Holy fuckballs! Xander cracked up and put the phone back on the night stand. A warm arm wrapped around him pulling him back into an even warmer body. Xander closed his eyes and smiled, he was in bed with Jagger Drake. They had made love last night; he was no longer a virgin. The urge to run screaming down the sidewalks of Vegas came over him, and he stifled a giggle. Xander inspected the broad chest in front of him. Smooth and devoid of any hair, Xander ran his fingertips around the defined pectoral muscle. Jagger pulled him in closer and Xander inhaled the arousing scent of his mate. Xander smiled at the peaceful face in front of him, he leaned in and kissed Jagger softly. Jagger’s eyes opened slowly and Xander smiled at the soft curve of his lips.
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