“More than life.” Mark blew him a kiss. The back door opened and Grayson noticed Josh’s smile. He turned to look at who was coming out. A dark haired man walked out looking at the men in the pool. Josh got out of the pool and picked the shorter man up in a tight hug.
“Look at you! You are so freakin’ cute Keegan.” Josh laughed.
“Put me down!” Keegan struggled. “You’re all wet!”
“That’s what she said.” Mateo chuckled.
Josh put Keegan down and faced him towards Riley, Mark and Grayson. Riley Flynn, Mark Montgomery and Grayson Q Voy8 Riluinton. I’d like you to say hello to the FBI’s best hacker and cutest surveillance guy. Keegan Ripley. Keegan, this is Grayson, Riley and my husband, Mark.”
Keegan smiled shaking all of their hands, he lingered at Mark. “I feel sorry for you.” Keegan giggled.
“Sometimes I do too.” Mark laughed when Josh grabbed him and picked him up. “Hey!” “Where’s Lyons?” Josh looked around. “Inside, he had to use the restroom.” Keegan rolled his eyes. “I think he’s prolonging having to deal with you.”
“I don’t blame him.” Mateo cracked up.
“Yeah well, “Keegan shrugged. “Thanks for inviting us. I’m going to miss you guys when we leave for D.C.”
“We’ll still see each other.” Josh winked. “Isn’t James still talking about trying to bring in your guy?”
Keegan blushed. “He’s not, ‘my guy’ He’s a notorious killer. He’s just killing bad guys, which has James’ interest piqued.” “It has mine piqued too.” Mateo got out of the pool. “With their connections do you know how many people we could put down? Jesus, this guy’s ex-husband is the head of the Russian mob.”
Keegan nodded. “That’s where Devin comes in. He has a plan to get to Panchenko.”
Mateo whistled softly. “That’s a bold move.” Mateo jumped at the sound of Special Agent Devin Lyon’s voice.
“Yes well, to catch a killer…” Devin smiled.
Josh nodded. “You send one out.”
“James wants to send Keegan out to catch Markov.” Devin looked at his partner and smiled.
“Is he fucking nuts? That man has no conscience, no mercy.” Josh looked at Keegan. “Did you agree to this shit?” Keegan shrugged. “He thinks I’m the best man for the job. I’m nonthreatening and according to James. ‘Cute.’ Plus I stutter and, well some other stuff when I’m nervous so James thinks that will help. Don’t worry so much, James wants me doing more surveillance before I jump into this.”
Josh ran a hand through his wet hair. “If you need back-up or anything you call me or one of the other guys okay, Keegan? We’ll be there.”
“I’ll be fine Josh.” Keegan smiled. “I’m a big boy.” Mateo eyed Keegan’s five foot nine frame, he wasn’t as muscular as the team but he wasn’t weak either. His jet-black hair was styled and his green-grey eyes sparkled. He was cute. “Josh is right, if you need anything…”
“Sheesh guys, calm down. I did have to go through the academy and I can fire a weapon.” Keegan rolled his eyes. “Troy said this Markov guy is one fucking piece of work Keegan. He’s met the man in person remember?” Mateo looked at Josh for support.
Josh looked at Keegan. “Markov will eat you alive.”
“Fuck, I hope so.” Keegan waggled his eyebrows.
“Oh for fucks sake.” Mateo sighed.
Grayson raised his hand.
“Okay, so confused here.” Grayson looked from one man to the other. “Long story Grayson.” Josh smiled. “Maybe we’ll tell it to you over dinner.”
Riley’s ears picked up the sound of an approaching vehicle and he looked at the group.
“Um, excuse me for just a second.” Riley smiled at the guys and grabbed a towel heading into the house. He got to the front door before the bell sounded and found Jagger and Taylor Drake on his front steps. “Boys,” Riley smiled. “Nice of you to come visit.”
“I hope it’s okay that we showed up.” Taylor fidgeted on the front steps. “We couldn’t stay away anymore.”
Riley smiled and waved inside the house. “Well come on in out of the heat.”
“Thank you.” Jagger stepped inside the house and looked around. “Wow, nice house.”
“Thanks,” Riley smiled shutting the door. “The boys are out back. Do you want me to send them inside?”
“If they’ll even see us,” Taylor tried to smile. “Oh, I think they will.” Riley winked. “Make yourselves at home in the living room and I’ll send them in.”
Taylor sat down on the couch and sank into it immediately. The house wasn’t one you’d expect from a billionaire, but then again, Riley wasn’t your normal billionaire. He didn’t flaunt his wealth; the house was more comfortable than anything else. Warm neutral tones throughout and pictures of Riley and his husband as well as most of the Queets pack lined the walls. A few modern paintings, but nothing that screamed rich. The fear of what could happen with Grayson had him wanting to get up and pace.
“Fuck, I’m scared.” Taylor looked at Jagger.
“Me too.” Jagger whispered. “What if it’s too late?” They both heard the back sliding glass door open then shut. Taylor stood up and faced the hallway. He clasped his hands together ready to fall at his knees if that’s what he had to do. Grayson came into view first and Taylor felt his heart lurch. Xander was right behind him and they both stopped in the entry way to the living room.
“Taylor?” Grayson looked at the condition of the man he was in love with. Taylor was pale and looked like he hadn’t slept in a week. He crossed the remaining distance to his mate and took him in his arms. “Oh God, you look awful.”
“Grayson,” Taylor held him close, and then the floodgates opened. He hadn’t cried since he was younger and now he couldn’t stop. “I’m so sorry, I love you.”
“It’s okay, shhh.” Grayson took in the scent of his mate. “I love you, too.” Xander looked at Jagger’s haggard appearance. His heart broke and he ran to his mate. Jagger’s arms came around him and Xander buried his face in Jagger’s warm neck. “Jagger,”
“Oh God,” Jagger sobbed. “I missed you so much. I love you Xander, I love you so much.”
Xander tight ^oy8 ened his grip on Jagger’s body. “I love you too. It’s okay, everything’s okay now.”
“I’ll never deny my love for you. I promise Xander.” Jagger buried his face in Xander’s hair. Grayson eased back from the embrace running his fingertips over Taylor’s lips, he leaned in and gently caught Taylor’s lips with his own. A small whimper escaped Taylor as he teased the seam of his lips with his tongue. Taylor’s mouth opened inviting him in, and Grayson swept through Taylor’s warm mouth, re-learning it. The kiss became urgent quickly, with Taylor gripping his hips pulling their bodies flush together. Grayson had to fight throwing Taylor on the floor and ravaging him right there. He broke from the kiss slowly and looked at Taylor’s face. His cheeks were red and he was panting.
“I want you.” Grayson whispered. He wiped at Taylor’s wet eyes and kissed them. “I missed you so much.” Taylor nervously put his hand up; he wanted to run his hands through Grayson’s soft hair. He studied Grayson’s face and reached out to touch those beautiful locks. His fingers passed through silky-smooth hair and Taylor closed his eyes as Grayson’s hand explored his face.
“I think we need to be alone.”
~~ Xander kept a tight hold of Jagger, their bodies pressed together as they devoured each other with urgency. He couldn’t get enough of Jagger’s mouth, and he pressed inside thoroughly consuming his mate. Jagger’s hands slid to his ass and pulled him tightly into his body. Xander’s erection was pushing the limits of his swim trunks and he could feel Jagger’s own arousal on his thigh. Things were getting out of hand and Xander knew he’d have Jagger naked on the living room floor, and fast. He broke from the kiss, saddened by the loss of his lover’s mouth. Pulling himself together Xander looked around the room.
“We need to get somewhere private.”
Jagger nodded. “Yes, I need…I have to touch you.” Xander looked around the house. This was Riley’s house and he didn’t feel like ravaging his man here. He wanted to do it at home. Jagger’s andhishome. “Let me talk to Riley about taking the jet back to Alaska.”
Riley stood with Mateo in the kitchen, they smiled at each other as Grayson and Xander assured their mates they loved them. Riley took Mateo in his arms and kissed him. They’d been through a lot just as Josh and Mark had, and came out on the other side. Riley knew Grayson and Xander would be just fine.
“I love a happy ending.” Riley smiled.
“We have a wedding to attend.” Mateo caressed his husbands face.
“Weddings.” Riley smiled. &nidth="0"> Almost twenty four hours later, Xander was hanging onto Jagger as he lay naked, sweating and moaning. Jagger was pounding into him, slamming into his prostate causing a delicious shot of ecstasy straight to his cock. His balls were so tight he swore they were inside his body. And yet, Jagger held on waiting for him to explode first and he knew it wasn’t going to be much longer. Their mouths open, exchanging breaths, tongues twirling and then Jagger’s mouth enveloped his in an explosive kiss. Jagger gripped the headboard and thrust in, filling him to the hilt. Xander’s dick exploded. The loud, hoarse cry that left his lips was consumed by Jagger’s mouth and then warmth flooded him inside as Jagger’s release seeped into his tunnel. Jagger crashed down on top of him breathing hard and he threaded his fingers through Jagger’s soft hair.
“I love you, Jagger.” Xander kissed the warm, sweaty neck of his mate. Jagger raised his head and looked into the eyes of the man he loved. He’d never deny who he was ever again. “I love you too. Thank you, for giving me another chance.”
“I can’t be without you,” Xander sighed as Jagger’s lips moved across his jaw.
“I want you to move in with me.” Jagger cupped Xander’s chin.
“Yes.”
~~ Grayson’s back arched as Taylor’s warm mouth sucked his dick in further. Hot breath’s tickled his groin as Taylor licked his balls, sucking them in and rolling them around on his tongue. Grayson sat up on his elbows to watch his mate deep-throating him again, Jesus, he couldn’t look away. Taylor’s eyes were fixated on his own and that talented tongue flicked the rim of his cock sending a tingling sensation to Grayson’s ass.
“Taylor please…” Grayson fell back on the pillow with a loud groan.
“You want me?” Taylor slicked his dick with lube and picked Grayson’s legs up letting them rest on his forearms.
“Yes…oh God please…” Grayson felt the tip of Taylor’s dick knocking at his entrance and then searing heat flowed up the walls of his anus. He gasped at the fullness in his chest as Taylor pressed in further, filling him. He opened his eyes when Taylor stopped moving above him. “What is it?”
“I want you to move in with me.” Taylor drew back slowly letting his dick almost, but not quite, slide out of Grayson.
Grayson sucked in a breath, as Taylor thrust back in. “Okay.”
“Yeah?” Taylor smiled leaning over, he licked Grayson’s lips coaxing his mates tongue out. “Mmm hmm…” Grayson gripped Taylor’s hair and mashed their lips together. “Now make me feel how much you missed me.” Grayson growled against Taylor’s lips.
They put a hole in the wall. Taylor fucked him into the mattress and Grayson swore he was screaming at the top of his lungs as Taylor thrust into him. He was hanging onto hair, then biceps, and finally the bed as Taylor continued to pound into him, every thrust harder and harder. Grayson came with a howl, cream jetting from his slit and covering most of Taylor and himself. He felt Taylor’s org ^oy8ry thrust asm roar into his body like a flash flood, his name leaving Taylor’s lips in one long continuous cry. Taylor crumpled on top of him, arms shaking and breathing heavily.
“Holy shit,” Taylor panted.
“Wow,” Grayson chuckled softly. “Youreallymissed me.” “I really did,” Taylor raised his head to look at Grayson’s beautiful face. “I won’t ever make the same mistake again Grayson. You can count on it.”
Grayson wrapped his arms around Taylor and held him close. The three days they’d been apart felt like years. He didn’t want to ever be apart again. “Taylor?”
“Yes?” Taylor nuzzled Grayson’s neck.
“You really want me to move in?”
Taylor caressed Grayson’s face lovingly. “Oh yes Grayson Quinton, I want it all.”
~~ John Quinton had begged his sons to come home for a few days before returning to work. He missed his boys; Wyatt was the only constant in his life, which kept him very busy. He also needed to get to know Jagger and Taylor better. Carson Drake had been a monster to his sons; they needed to know that with him, he’d love them no matter what. The large Ford truck pulled up to the house and John smiled at his sons with their mates.
“There they are!” John put his arms out.
“Hey Dad!” Grayson flew into the arms of his father, the smell of Old Spice wafting up his nostrils. Taylor exited the truck with a small smile; it was good to see Grayson so happy. He made his way over and put his hand out to his soon-to-be-father-in-law. Hopefully.
“Mr. Quinton,” Taylor smiled. “Oh, no way son, I’m John or Dad. Whatever you are more comfortable with, I’ll take either, you boys are family now.” John hugged Taylor tight.
Taylor smiled and reciprocated the hug. “It’d be my honor, John.”
“Much better.” John mussed Taylor’s hair. He smiled as Xander plowed into him. “Oof! Hello son.”
“I missed you Dad.” Xander squeezed.
“Jagger,” John pulled the older Drake son into his embrace. “It’s good to have you all here.”
“Good to be here, John.” Jagger smiled. The door to Nadine and Joe’s flew open and Wyatt ran out in wolf form circling Jagger and Taylor. He stopped in front of Jagger and tilted his head. Jagger crouched down and patted Wyatt’s head.
“Well now, I remember you.” Jagger rubbed behind Wyatt’s ears. Wyatt shifted back to his human form and cocked his head to the side.
“You’re the nice wolf.” Wyatt stood up, brushing the dirt off his naked butt.
“Clothes, Wyatt.” John sighed.
Wyatt giggled and walked to his father. “Dad?”
“Yes little one,” John picked his son up and wrapped his jacket around him. “You really need to put some clothes on.
“When’s dinner?” Wyatt wrapped his arms around his father’s neck.
“Yes, that is a good question.” Xander’s stomach rumbled. The front door to Joe and Nadine’s opened again. Nadine stood transfixed on the front porch. She slowly made her way over to the men, looking over Jagger and Taylor slowly.
“You boys like to eat?” Nadine smiled.
“Yes Ma’am,” Taylor put his hand out. “Taylor Drake.” “Nonsense, you come give me a hug!” Nadine grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug.
Grayson chuckled as his mate was squeezed to death by Nadine, then Jagger got his own bone crunching hug. After all the introductions were made, Nadine invited everyone in for drinks before dinner was served. They all sat around Nadine and Joe’s comfortable living room and Nadine peppered them both with questions. Grayson was proud of his mate; Taylor was honest about what had happened between all of them. Nadine took Taylor and Jagger’s hands in her own and smiled at them both.
“Both of you boys deserved so much better, let me tell you something, you have been blessed with John Quinton. The man barely batted an eyelash when his sons came out to him.”
“Because it didn’t matter to me, Nay. These boys are my flesh and blood, who am I to say who they can and can’t love. Whether they are gay or not is of no consequence to me.”
“Dad, what’s gay?” Wyatt looked up at his dad. The whole room burst out in laughter and John picked his son up kissing both cheeks.
“I’ll tell you when you’re older munchkin.”
~~ Grayson had never seen so much fo
od in his entire life, the table was literally covered form one end to the other with dishes and Grayson felt his mouth watering. Nadine Waters cooked for what seemed like an army of men, which in a way is how werewolves ate. He knew he could consume over twenty burgers and still be hungry; their metabolism’s worked overtime. The dishes went around and Grayson took a helping of everything, his plate was piled high with turkey, ham and roast beef along with mashed potatoes, green beans and corn. He topped off his plate with four of Nadine’s yeast rolls, which smelled delicious.
“This is so good Nadine.” Grayson moaned, swallowing a bite of roast beef.
Nadine clapped her hands. “It makes me so happy when you boys eat.”
“Well then, we are about to make you ecstatic.” Jagger chuckled. Nadine watched happily as the boys plowed through the food on the table until there was nothing left but scraps. Against her protesting, all the men helped clean up the table and put the dishes to clean in the dishwasher ^oy8ere. Cold beers were produced, and the men filed out of the house to the bonfire pit. Jagger sat on one of the stumps and pulled Xander into his lap. He could remember the day he saw Xander Quinton for the first time, the beautiful black-haired, green-eyed gorgeous Native American standing so proud with his pack. It sent shivers down his spine.
“You okay?” Xander kissed his mates forehead.
“Yes, just remembering the day I first saw you.” Jagger smiled squeezing Xander’s ass. “You are so beautiful babe.”
“So were you.” Xander smiled kissing Jagger’s nose. The loud sound of a vehicle approaching had them all turning around to see who had arrived. Sam, Dakota, Troy and Sawyer jumped out of Troy’s black Ford F-250. Sawyer smiled seeing his brothers around the pit with their mates.
“Well, holy hell,” Sawyer chuckled. “It’s the Drake brothers.” “Hey Sawyer,” Taylor put his hand out. “It’s good to see you.” He felt Grayson’s body tense in his lap and anger and jealousy permeated from him. “Grayson?”
“I need…” Grayson stood up, looking in Dakota’s direction. “I’ll be right back.”
Taylor stood up and felt a hand on his arm; he looked up to see Dakota smiling at him.
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