Rescue Inc Collection Vol 2

by Megs Pritchard

  “Did you walk in on them after the kitchen incident?”

  “No, thank god! Once was more than… oh, I actually got them twice. Jeez, I really need to scrub my eyes.”

  “Twice? That wouldn’t bother Chester.”

  “Yeah, I know about his kinky side.”

  Ale lay them both down, and asked, “How do you know about that?”

  “I had to go into Pops bedroom and they had handcuffs attached to the bedposts. Never had them before Chester.”

  “Did it bother you?” Ale had known about Chester’s kinky side for years and it had never bothered him. Different strokes and all that, but how did Troy feel about it? He wasn’t feeling any revulsion from him.

  “No, not really. Kinda freaked me out at first. It’s my Pops, right. Who wants to think about their parent having sex? If I can forget that it was my Pops, well, it was kinda…”

  “Ever thought about being tied up?”

  Troy sat up and stared down at Ale. “Yes and no. I’d like to explore it, but it scares me too. You know about Tina?”

  “Yeah, I know about your mom.”

  Troy glared at him, red flashing in his eyes and then disappearing. “Don’t call her that. She stopped being mom a long time ago. Bitch messed me up.”

  Deciding to drop the subject, Ale said, “Let’s shower and then I think we should get some sleep.”

  “Are you going to stay with me?” Troy dropped his head when he asked, and it reminded Ale of how young he was.

  He lifted Troy’s head up and stared into his eyes. “We share the same room from now on.”

  Troy’s smile lit up his face and Ale couldn’t resist kissing him. The shower could wait a little bit longer.

  Chapter Twelve

  Troy stood waist deep in the lake and glared at Ale who was rolling on the deck laughing his ass off.

  “So, not funny.”

  “It really was. That fish-” Ale broke off, laughing harder.

  So, the fish scared him when it smacked him the face, and yes, Troy did yelp like a little boy, but Ale didn’t have to laugh at him because he accidentally fell into the lake to get away from the fish.

  The least he could do was help him out. Troy smirked. “Come on, help me out.”

  He moved closer to the side and reached a hand out and as soon as Ale took it, he grinned and pulled Ale in. He caught the look of surprise on Ale’s face before he hit the water and burst out laughing.

  When Ale came up spluttering and swearing to the surface, Troy was ready to greet him with a huge grin on his face.

  “Not so funny now, is it?”

  “You cheeky shit!”

  Troy chuckled and clambered onto the side, leaning down and helping Ale out. They both lay on the wooden deck, staring at the cloudless sky above.

  “It was funny,” Ale mused, rolling his head over to see Troy.

  Troy grinned. “Yeah, it was.”

  “Not me in the water.”

  “Yeah, you.”

  Ale grunted and rolled on top of Troy. Troy looked up at him, watching the droplets of water drip from Ale’s long hair.

  Ale leaned down and brushed his lips across Troy’s. “That’s it?” Troy asked.

  “I want you to fuck me.”

  Ale sat up and pulled his wet t-shirt free, letting it drop with a wet slap next to them.

  Troy slid his hands up over Ale’s chest feeling the muscles move beneath them. He gripped the back of Ale’s neck and pulled him down so he could kiss him. Troy’s tongue licked Ale’s lips, sucking the bottom one into his mouth and biting gently.

  He loved Ale’s taste and when Ale opened his mouth, Troy sucked on his tongue. Ale pulled him off and Troy helped him take his t-shirt off. They stayed sat up with Ale’s legs wrapped around Troy’s waist and Troy let his hands move over Ale’s back, gripping the flesh.

  He fisted Ale’s long hair and, pulling his head back, Troy nipped at his neck, licking across the small mark he made. Ale grunted, rubbing his dick on Troy.

  “Do that again,” Ale demanded.

  Troy licked and sucked his neck, letting his fangs scrape his skin. Troy felt Ale’s body shudder and repeated the move before letting them pierce his flesh. As he bit Ale, Troy moved his hand and rubbed Ale’s dick. They both moaned and Ale shuddered again, crying out, and Troy felt his dick throb in his hand.

  He pulled his fangs free and licked the wound closed as Ale rested his head on his shoulder, panting.

  When he eventually lifted his head, he said, “You didn’t come.”

  Troy smiled, lifting a hand to brush the hair from Ale’s face. “No, I want to come inside you.”

  Ale grinned and stood, pulling Troy up with him. “Need to get naked for that.”

  Troy watched Ale strip, revealing the hard muscles and smooth skin. He trailed his fingers over Ale’s arms then linked them behind his neck.

  Ale pulled him close and they kissed as Ale pushed Troy’s pants down his legs. Troy kicked them off and let Ale lay him on the decking, spreading his legs so Ale could fit between them.

  He looked up at Ale, seeing the smile on his face.

  “What?” he asked.

  “I’m glad you didn’t give up.”

  “I did,” Troy said.

  “No, you didn’t. I always felt you, no matter how hard you tried to hide it. I felt your pain and loneliness, your sadness and your fear. I also felt your love.”

  Troy sucked in a shaky breath. “Ale-”

  “Shh. It’s okay. I love you too, Troy, and I’m never letting you go.”

  Before Troy could say anything more, Ale kissed him, deep and filled with passion. Troy moaned into it, arching his hips off the decking and rubbing their dicks together. He fisted Ale’s hair, pulling him closer. Ale tangled their tongues together, dominating the kiss, and Troy let him take over. He knew who was in charge right then.

  They kissed and touched, hands sliding over each other’s bodies until Ale moved down, kissing along Troy’s neck. When he reached the base, he bit it and then sucked up a bruise. Licking across the fresh mark, he moved further down, placing open-mouth kisses over Troy’s chest, while his fingers plucked and pulled at Troy’s hard nipples.

  Troy moaned, loving the brief flash of pain. “Ale…”

  “So responsive. Just for me.”

  “Just you, Ale. No one else.”

  Ale licked across one of Troy’s nipples before sucking it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. Troy’s hands tangled in Ale’s long hair, holding him to his chest, and he closed his eyes as Ale’s played with his nipples, his dick jerking with every swipe of his tongue.

  He groaned when Ale’s teeth bit and arched up as bliss shot through his body. His nipples were sensitive and Ale knew this. That was why he was spending so much time teasing and tormenting them.

  Troy reached down and grabbed his dick at the base, squeezing it. He was getting too close and he wanted to come while fucking Ale, not while he was playing with his body.

  “I’m getting close,” he murmured.

  Ale released his nipple and looked up, grinning at him. “I guess I’ll have to move on then.”

  Troy groaned again when Ale moved down his chest, licking and sucking and biting, leaving him covered in marks. Each time, Troy reacted. He simply couldn’t not react.

  “Aw, fuck, Ale.”

  “Soon, Troy. Soon I’ll be riding your dick, feeling it fill my ass. You want that, don’t you?”

  Troy whimpered, staring at the evil glint in Ale’s eyes as he smirked.

  Ale moved further down until he was above Troy’s leaking dick. He lifted it up and licked across the wet head, precome dribbling down the shaft and pooling on Troy’s abs.

  “Fuck, look at you. So hard and wet.”

  “Ale,” Troy whined.

  Ale sucked the head in, dipping his tongue into the slit and Troy’s hips shot up. Ale sucking and slurping, licking up and down his shaft until he was wet with Ale’s saliva.
r />   Ale moved until he was crouched over Troy’s dick, and, holding it up, slowly sat down. Troy whimpered when he felt the Ale’s wrinkled hole brush his dick and cried out when his dick popped through and was suddenly encased in hot, wet heat. He gripped Ale’s thighs, holding on tight as Ale lowered down until their groins met.

  He lay panting, eyes squeezed shut as the onslaught of emotions crashed over him. It was almost too much for Troy to take and he gritted his teeth, determined not to come too soon.

  Ale moaned above as he rolled his hips and Troy whimpered again. He opened his eyes and stared at Ale, mesmerized by the sight of him. He looked stunning with his head thrown back and all his dark hair cascading down his back.

  His hole clenched around Troy’s dick and his grip tightened on Ale’s thighs. Ale looked down at him, seeing Troy’s chest heaving, and he slowly lifted up, tightening his ass as he moved.

  Troy moaned and panted harshly, watching Ale slide up and down on his dick. The feeling was indescribable, the heat, the tightness, the way Ale moved above him.

  Their eyes met and neither looked away and Troy’s breath caught. His mate was fucking gorgeous. Troy felt his eyes grow wet, the itch intensifying the longer he stared at his mate.

  Ale must have sensed it because he leaned down and kissed him. Slow and thorough, their tongues moved together, as Troy’s hands slid over Ale’s back until his fingers threaded through Ale’s hair, holding him close.

  They continued to kiss as Ale moved on Troy’s dick, slowly at first, enjoying the sensation, but it wasn’t long before they both needed more.

  Ale sat back up, and staring down at Troy, moved harder and faster. Troy grunted along with Ale every time they slammed together.

  “Ale,” Troy said, unable to put together the words to tell him how he felt, but Ale understood.

  Leaning down, he whispered against Troy’s lips, “Me too.”

  Troy stared up at his mate, his mouth falling open as he panted. His balls pulled up and Troy felt a tingling sensation around his groin. He didn’t want to come, he wanted this to last forever. He wanted to remain connected to Ale for as long as he could, but his body had other ideas.

  He lunged up and grabbed Ale’s hair, pulling him down and slamming their lips together. His body jerked as he came, come pulsing from his dick into Ale. He moaned with every shot, his body overloaded with ecstasy that rushed over him.

  He could feel Ale stroking his dick, moaning into his mouth until he cried out and warm, wet heat, coated Troy’s abs.

  Troy collapsed back onto the decking, panting heavily, his body coated in come and sweat, and Ale slumped on top of him. He wrapped his arms around his mate and closed his eyes, turning his head towards Ale’s neck and inhaling his scent.

  He felt Ale squeeze his dick and he grinned and bit into Ale’s neck. Ale cried out again, his body jerking. Troy only took a couple of mouthfuls before licking the wound closed and then he nuzzled into Ale, holding him close.

  They lay together for a few minutes until one of them shivered. Ale moved off him and rolled to the side, throwing an arm over Troy.

  “I think we need to take a dip in the lake to clean up.”

  Troy opened his eyes and glanced down at his chest and abs, seeing the evidence of what they’d just done. The cooling come was making him itch and he grimaced when he sat up, feeling it in places he really didn’t want to.

  Ale jumped up and stretched and Troy lay smiling as he watched Ale’s body on display. Fuck, he looked great. Hard in all the right places, with muscles that bunched when he moved. Troy loved Ale’s body.

  Ale grinned down at him and reached his hand out. Troy took it and let him pull him to his feet. Laughing, Ale wrapped Troy in his arms and jumped from the pier into the cool water.

  Troy had a second to realize what was happening before the cold water covered him. He pushed away from Ale and surfaced, spluttering and wiping water from his face.

  Ale emerged next him, chuckling at the expression on his face. “Clean now.”

  “Yeah, thanks for that. Warn me next time.”

  “I did,” Ale grinned.

  Troy shook his head and clambered up the side of the decking, reaching down and helping Ale out. “You need to be careful, old man. Don’t want you damaging anything.” As he spoke his hand stroked over Ale’s dick, giving it a squeeze.

  “I’ll give you old man,” Ale muttered before taking Troy down.

  Laughing, Troy tried to get away, but couldn’t move as he was laughing too hard. Ale moved in between Troy’s legs and settled over him, grinning down as water dripped from his hair.

  “Hmm. What do I have here?”

  Troy returned his grin when he felt Ale’s hard dick slide over his abs. “Wanna go again?” he asked.

  “With you? Always,” Ale said, then moved down to kiss Troy.

  Troy moaned into the kiss. He could get used to this.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Singing quietly, Ale moved around the kitchen preparing breakfast. He’d left Troy in bed, recovering from a night filled with passion and lust. Now they’d moved forward with their relationship, they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Ale had never felt this all-consuming need to be with someone like he did with Troy and he understood why Chester had fought so hard for Silas.

  When he and Troy had been exploring each other’s bodies, the pleasure they felt crossed their bond, making the emotions stronger and more potent. All-consuming was the right word to describe it.

  He could smack himself over the head for the way he’d treated Troy and their mating, but Troy was a better person than he was and when Ale had mentioned it, he’d shrugged it off, saying it was over now. He wasn’t sure if he could have acted as maturely as Troy, considering the amount of pain he’d caused him. But now Ale had a lifetime to make it up to him.

  So, there he stood, flipping pancakes and grilling bacon because he knew they were Troy’s favorites. The syrup was on the tray and once everything was ready, he’d wake Troy up with breakfast in bed. Damn, he was becoming sappy, but he loved it. He’d never had the opportunity to spoil someone before and now he had his mate, he was going to do the best he could.

  When everything was ready, Ale picked up the tray and carried it back to their bedroom. He stood at the doorway watching Troy sleep. His black hair was mussed and he had a stubble across his jaw and Ale thought he was the sexist man he had ever seen. Yeah, he knew he’d been calling Troy a kid, but after spending these last few days with him, he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that Troy was a man.

  He walked over and placed the tray on the floor and sat on the bed, running his fingers through Troy’s hair. The gentle action woke Troy and he blinked sleepily up at Ale, smiling when his eyes fully opened.

  “Hey,” he murmured, sleep still coloring his words.

  “Hey, sleepyhead. Hungry?”

  “Mmm, yes, I am.”

  Ale smiled and leaned down to pick the tray up. When Troy saw it, his mouth fell open and he smiled at Ale. “You did this for me?”

  Ale grinned and placed the tray on Troy’s lap, leaning forward to kiss him. “Just for you.”

  Troy looked at the food and then smiled shyly at Ale. “Eat with me?”

  “Of course.”

  Ale waited until Troy ate first then tucked in. “Damn, this is good,” Troy mumbled between mouthfuls.

  “Didn’t your Pops tell you not to eat with your mouth full?” Ale said, grinning.

  “Meh, he’s not here.”

  “Which I’m grateful for considering the noises you were making last night.” Ale arched a brow and grinned again when Troy blushed.

  “Your tongue…” Troy’s blush deepened.

  “It does seem to like certain parts of your body.” Ale winked and Troy almost choked on the food he was eating.

  “God, stop. Please.”

  Laughing, Ale kissed him. “Okay. Eat up. We need to go shopping. When do you have to go back to college?”


  “Er, several days ago?”

  “Are you going to miss too much?” The last thing Ale wanted was for Troy to fall behind.

  “No, I’m up to date with all my assignments and I’ve been able to do some here, but I need to be back for Monday.”

  “So, we have three more days together. We definitely need to buy more food then. Eat up and then we can go grocery shopping. Wanna go hiking after?”

  Troy nodded while stuffing his mouth full of more food. Ale furrowed his brow, shaking his head as he watched Troy eat. He had no idea where he put all the food he ate.

  After they’d finished eating and had a shower, which naturally led to lots of naughty fun, they got into Ale’s truck and drove to the nearest grocery shops. Ale couldn’t help but grin at the look on Troy’s face. He was happy, and not only could Ale see it, he could feel it too. He’d spent so much time and effort trying to ignore the connection and Troy’s emotions to fully appreciate it.

  He reached over and held Troy’s hand, smiling when he felt Troy squeeze it. He didn’t need to say anything, the bond, their connection did all the speaking for him.

  When they pulled up outside the grocery store, they both got out and walked over. The limo parked at the side of the store caused Ale to furrow his brow. It was out of place, but he shrugged off his feelings and followed Troy inside.

  He shivered when the cold air hit his skin and rubbed his arms as he scanned the shelves. Ale walked down the aisle, grabbing what they needed, and when he had everything, he turned to look for Troy but couldn’t find him.

  Furrowing his brow, he checked all the aisles, but Troy was nowhere to be seen.

  Troy. Where are you?

  Getting no response, he tried again. Maybe he’d done it wrong.

  Troy.

  There was still no response and Ale walked outside quickly searching the area.

  Troy.

  Oh fuck, Ale. Graham.

  It was faint, but it was definitely Troy.

  Where are you? Ale asked, rubbing his head as pain radiated through it.

  Whatever Troy was going to say faded out and Ale sucked in a lungful of air. He broke out in a sweat and then he felt it. Fear. Not his, but Troy’s.