by Maggie Walsh
“I figured you would be hungry. You haven’t eaten all day. I know you didn’t eat earlier and Kalen said you never left his side in the office while we were gone, and now you’ve been taking care of Atticus for over an hour,” Jasper said, as he moved closer and placed the tray on the foot of the bed.
“Thanks, Jasper, but I just couldn’t eat earlier. My stomach was way too upset with what was happening and thinking of all the things that could go wrong. But, you’re right, I am starving now.”
Jasper smiled and pulled a chair closer for B.B. “Good, then eat and let it distract you from the rage swirling inside you,” Jasper said, giving him a knowing look.
B.B. sat and smiled at his new friend. “How did you know?”
“If it were my friend who went missing and returned in this condition, I would want my pound of revenge flesh too. I only just met Atty and I already feel that way. Don’t worry though, my brothers have things well under control, and those fuckheads will pay. In the meantime, just focus all of your attention on your friend. When Atticus wakes up, I’m sure he will be more at ease to see a friendly face.”
“You’re probably right,” B.B. agreed, as he lifted the fork and started eating. “So, tell me what happened. Fabian took off so fast he didn’t have a chance.”
Jasper sighed heavily, then sat on the side of the bed, careful not to bounce and wake Atty. “Well, it was really scary for a moment there, but Fabian did great…”
Another hour passed and Jasper stayed with him. After telling him about everything that happened, then B.B. and Jasper started talking about mates. Atty had already told him all about mates a long time ago, and Silas had explained to him what a mate was and that they were mates, so B.B. was prepared for what was to come in his life now, but when Jasper confessed to him in confidence that Agent Snow was his mate, B.B. was shocked. The intense man never said a word to anyone.
He and Jasper spent another half hour talking about their mates, what they were each afraid of, and what they were thinking about their mates. B.B. was happy to have Jasper to talk to and he could tell that Jasper felt the same way. His new friend was an amazing man, and B.B. was happy to have another friend, but he also knew that Jasper felt he couldn’t talk to his brothers about any of the things they talked about, so B.B. was thrilled that he could be there for Jasper.
Jasper was the smallest and the youngest of the Valentine men, and because of that, his brothers were very fierce in their protection of him, which B.B. could imagine would be very annoying sometimes. Although he knew the men loved Jasper and would never do anything to hurt him, they could also be very intrusive to their little brother. And finding his mate would make them all a thousand times worse than they already were. B.B. felt for Jasper, and told him he was there for him whenever he needed someone to talk to.
Jasper left, having to get to bed seeing as the sun had come up over two hours ago. Then, B.B. got comfortable in the chair once he had dragged it to the side of the bed, so he would be closer to Atty. He felt his eyes grow heavy and welcomed sleep. B.B. knew that once Atty woke up, things would start moving fast again, so he needed to catch a few z’s while he could.
As he closed his eyes, a vision of Silas came to him and B.B. smiled. Yes, his mate could be a butthead, but he was a loveable butthead. They had spent some time together over the past week as Fabian and the others worked on finding Atty, and they had talked a lot, getting to know each other. And as much as the sexual tension between them grew, and B.B. really did just want to jump the man's bones, he felt wrong finding any kind of happiness while his Atty was out there somewhere suffering.
Although they had shared a few hot kisses and a little groping, once B.B. explained his thoughts to Silas, the man understood and told him not to worry. He would be there waiting until B.B. was ready and there was no rush, which only endeared the man to him even more.
Sure they still teased one another and the sexual tension continued to twist tighter, but that’s what cold showers were for, and B.B. had taken his share over the past week. However, now that Atty was here and he was safe, B.B. needed to talk to Silas again. He didn’t want to wait anymore. Honestly, as he told Jasper, he was a little nervous about the whole claiming thing, because in Silas’s world it was as good as, if not more, than, being married. With a mating and claiming, there would never be another for either of them. There would never be cheating, or divorce. They would be together for eternity, and seeing as B.B.’s parents had no idea how to stay faithful to anyone for more than a few months, he was afraid he would be just like them and end up hurting Silas or worse.
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It had been three days since they rescued Atticus and Silas was happy for his brother. Fabian doted on his mate. Silas could see that his brother was already falling in love with the small vampire and the two of them made a very cute couple.
That thought had Silas’s mind going to his own mate. B.B was the hottest thing he had ever laid eyes on. He was fiercely protective, honest, smart, and outspoken. B.B. didn’t take crap from anyone, not even him, and the man was very sensual. He moved like a feline shifter with ease and grace, like he was completely comfortable in his own skin and was self-confident. Silas found the whole package of his mate sexy as fuck.
From his sharp tongue to his waist-length violet-colored hair, to his big, deep-brown eyes, wide mouth surrounded by lush lips, and a slim body to die for. The man was effeminate in his looks and features, but one good look at him and you knew B.B. was all man. Sure, he liked to wear makeup and dress over the top in tight clothes and loud colors, but it only added to his allure. Then, Silas thought about that mouth and those lips.
Gods, the man had the mouth of Steven Tyler from Aerosmith, and all Silas could think about when he looked at his mate was how much he wanted to kiss those lips. Then, late at night as he lay in his bed, fantasies of those luscious lips wrapped around his cock sent him straight to an explosive orgasm.
The naughty musings of his mate came to a screeching halt as Silas entered the gym to find his mate stretched across a weight bench on his back, wearing only tight fitting bike shorts with his legs spread wide. His arms were up above his chest as he pumped a barbell up and down in quick repetitions. B.B.’s sweaty chest glistened and he panted softly.
Silas moved closer and looked to the amount of weight B.B. was pressing and was relieved to see there was only two hundred pounds on there. Not that he thought his mate was weak, because shit, he knew for a fact that B.B’s size could fool anyone into thinking he was, but B.B. was far from it. He was a lot stronger than people gave him credit for. His mate had worked for years down on the docks and that kind of physical labor was not for the weak. It was hard work.
But, the reason Silas was relieved by seeing the amount of weight his mate was pressing, was because B.B. was in the gym alone, and he really shouldn’t be doing this without a spotter.
Just as he was about to say those very words to his mate, Jasper jumped down from the rock-climbing wall Raven had added to the gym when he and his mates had lived here for a while.
Jasper landed perfectly on his feet and turned to face him, a smile on his face. Once he turned his head and saw B.B., the smile faded and Jasper frowned as he crossed the room, then admonished B.B. “Hey, B, I thought I said to wait a minute until I hit the top, then dropped? You know it’s too dangerous to do that without a spotter.”
“Yes... I know... but I... wanted to get... started... and you were... so close.”
“Grrr,” Jasper actually growled, then stood over B.B. with his hands on his hips, looking down at him. “Please, don’t do that again.”
B.B. raised the bar and placed the weights back on the rack, then sat up. He panted as he replied, “Okay, J, if it means that much to you.” Then, he winked at Jasper and Silas saw red. Was his mate flirting with his brother? B.B. stood and came to stand in front of him, then placed a hand on Silas’s chest. The heat that melted through his tee from that simple touch was like
a branding iron. Oh, yeah, the sexy as hell B.B. was all his.
B.B. leaned in as he balanced on his tiptoes, then brushed their lips together. “Don’t get all growly, mate. As much as I like Jasper, he doesn’t do anything for me, so no worries.”
Silas’s cock went to full mast, saluting to the flag when B.B. kissed him and spoke in that sexy voice, but now, as he watched his mate’s sexy ass sway back and forth as he walked away, Silas was tempted to whip the thing out and have B.B. take care of his problem right there, right now.
He hissed in frustration as he adjusted his cock, then groaned when B.B. bent over to grab a towel from the bottom shelf. The little hellion did that on purpose, the sexy fucker.
“Problem, brother?” Jasper’s amused voice snickered in his ear.
Silas raised a hand and brushed away the puff of air Jasper’s voice made against his ear as he growled. “Wiseass.”
Jasper only chuckled louder and walked from the room, leaving him and his mate alone. Silas’s gaze was locked on B.B.’s every move. His mate wiped the sweat from his brow, then ran the towel down his throat and sweaty, toned chest and abs. Once he reached the waistband of his shorts, B.B. raised the towel and draped it around his neck, allowing the ends to hang over his chest, then he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge they kept there and twisted the cap.
B.B. raised the bottle to his lips and tilted his head back, again exposing his sensual throat, and began to chug the contents of the bottle. Silas’s gaze zeroed in on his mate’s Adam’s apple as it bobbed up and down with each pull of water. Bloody hell, he was going to come in his pants like an untouched virgin teen from just watching.
He caught the slight smirk at the corner of his mate’s lips and Silas growled again. B.B. knew that he was watching and the sexy imp was doing all of this on purpose to get his attention. Well, he got it, but his mate should know that he had it already just for being him. He was going to paddle that tight ass for teasing him.
Then, B.B. pulled the bottle away and raised his hand, pouring the remaining water over his head. The clear liquid plastered his violet hair to his head and face, then ran down his face, neck, and shoulders, and continued down his slight pecs and abs. Fuck! The way B.B.’s skin glistened had Silas craving a taste. Suddenly his throat was parched like a man stuck in the desert for a week and needing a drink.
Silas couldn’t take it anymore and pounced. Using his vampire speed, he was on B.B. faster than a toupee in a tornado, and had his mate in his arms, then Silas began to lick and nibble the moisture away. He ran his tongue down the side of B.B.’s neck, then over his collarbone and down the center of his chest.
Deceitfully strong small hands gripped his shoulders as the sexy chest pushed out against his ministrations and a sexy as fuck moan rang through the air, making Silas’s already painfully hard cock, throb.
He ran his tongue back up the center of B.B.’s chest, over his Adam’s apple, which he gave a small nip, then over his smooth chin. Silas captured those amazing lips as another moan came and he swallowed it down as he thrust his tongue deep, claiming his mate with his mouth.
After a few strong strokes of his tongue against B.B.’s, Silas pulled back, panting, and growled, “You’re playing with fire, mate.”
“How else am I going to get burned?” B.B, replied. His voice had dropped to a husky, throaty timbre, the sound driving Silas wild.
He thrust his hand in B.B.’s hair and forced his head back until their gazes met. “Do you know how much I want you, beautiful B.B.?”
“If that’s true, then what are you waiting for? I’m right here, Neanderthal,” B.B. panted, his eyes challenging and full of desire.
“Fuck, you make me crazy, mate, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I need you, baby. You in my arms is the most right thing in the world.”
“Damn, who knew a meathead could be such a sweet talker?” B.B. said softly, but Silas saw the smirk, and knew his mate was teasing him again.
Damn, he must be a glutton for punishment because he loved when B.B. teased him like this. The self-confidence and cheekiness was such a turn on. He nipped B.B.’s throat and growled again, then felt the shiver race through B.B. His mate liked that. Good to know. He would put that little tidbit of information in his brain vault.
“I’ll show you just how sweet I can be, baby, and how not sweet.”
A fire lit in B.B’s eyes and he knew there would be some kind of over snappy comeback. Silas found himself anticipating, no, wanting to hear what it would be.
“Promises, promises,” B.B. said, with a mischievous smile.
Well fuck. Not what he was expecting, but it sure did light the fire of desire in him, turning the heat and need up to a kelvin temperature as hot as the sun.
Silas could play this game too. He chuckled lightly as he returned the smile. “Oh, I promise, mate, and you need to know right now, that I never make a promise unless I can keep it. I’m going to ravish you now, beautiful B.B. Any objections?”
B.B.’s eyes darkened, telling Silas his mate wanted whatever he had to dish out. “Do I look that stupid?”
“Hell no. You look like one of the smartest men I have ever met. Now, where were we?” Silas asked, before he lowered his head and captured B.B.’s lips again. B.B. immediately opened for him and gave back as much as Silas gave. Their tongues tangled and lips pressed hard as they both rubbed against one another, their hard cocks pressed together.
Silas pulled back breathless and cursed against B.B’s lips. “Fuck. No lube.”
B.B.’s eyes widened in horror. “Well, find some. Quick.”
Silas tightened his hold on his mate, then took off from the room using his enhanced vampire speed. Within seconds they were standing in his room, beside his bed, with the door closed and locked.
B.B. gasped, “Shit, that vampire stuff is trippy and very convenient sometimes. So, Neanderthal, I do believe you made me some kind of promise. Something about ravishing me.” B.B. gave him another of those sexy smirks and Silas couldn’t have stopped the smile if he wanted to.
“That I did, little one,” he teased back, then kissed his mate again.
CHAPTER 5
Fuck! He didn’t know what came over him, but when Silas walked into the gym looking all fuckable, B.B. just couldn’t stop himself. He came in wearing basketball shorts that were tight around the ass and emphasized his very well-endowed package, showing B.B. just how blessed his mate was in the cock department. Then, there was the tight black wife-beater tank top that showed off his rippling abs underneath. Strong shoulders were exposed as well as thick arms that were covered in sinfully sexy tatts. Every time B.B. saw them, he just wanted to touch them and explore every one of them with his tongue. His mind began to wonder if his mate had any more tattoos, and if he did, where on his sexy body was he hiding them?
Yes, they had been taking things slow since his arrival and had spent a lot of time talking, teasing, flirting, and getting to know one another, and they had shared some of the hottest kisses B.B. had ever experienced, but he just couldn’t wait anymore to feel Silas’s hands on his flesh, or his lips wrapped around his cock, or hell, he wanted to be filled by Silas’s cock.
B.B. loved the slight burn caused by penetration and he craved the sensation that came with the stretch of his hole when a lover entered him, but to look at the outline of that big cock encased in those basketball shorts had been his undoing. B.B. couldn’t wait anymore.
But, he also knew that Silas wouldn’t rush or pressure him. Silas had told him before that he would let B.B. set the pace in their relationship and it would be up to him to tell Silas when he was ready for more. So, the real flirting began as well as the release of any doubts he had been troubled with up until this point. Well, all except for one. B.B. was still worried about allowing Silas to claim him.
The sexy fuck devoured his mouth, heating up his insides and melting him. B.B. gave back as good as he got, right away making it known that even though he was definitely a bo
ttom all the way, he was not a pushover and wouldn’t just roll over and show his belly. B.B. wanted to be seen as an equal in their relationship, or else this would never work.
Soon they broke their kiss, but it was only the beginning of their night. Lips kissed and sucked wherever they could reach as hands groped and squeezed. B.B. was so caught up in the lust that before he knew it, his skin practically sizzled as he felt the first press of flesh on flesh and suddenly realized they had both stripped one another.
B.B. moaned loudly as Silas sucked up a spot on his throat and his hand slid down over B.B.’s hip bone and went between his thighs. But, Silas didn’t just grab for his junk. No, his man slowly slid that calloused hand down his inner thigh, then up the other. It was wonderful and tortuous at the same time. He freaking loved the feel of it and also the fact that Silas didn’t just go for the prize, but his cock leaked and throbbed for attention.
That talented mouth moved down to his chest and took his left nipple between soft, strong lips, and Silas sucked, causing B.B. to hiss his pleasure as he pushed his chest into it. His grip on his man’s shoulders tightened as B.B. tried to keep his knees from dropping out from under him. God, he loved Silas’s mouth and hands on him. His mate was giving him an appetizer of the pleasure that he was sure was yet to come.
He felt his body slowly moving, then felt the backs of his legs touch the bed. Silas released his nipple and blew a warm breath across the wet peak, causing him to shiver. “Turn around and place your hands on the bed, beautiful. I want to show you something,” Silas said, in a deep, husky, sexy as fuck, growly voice.
B.B. wanted to give Silas a snarky comment, but he was a bit intrigued about what Silas was going to show him. So, B.B. pulled from his hunk of a man's embrace, gave him a saucy smile, then turned. Once he faced the bed, it dawned on B.B. just what would happen when he did as Silas said and placed his hands on the bed. He would be bent over with his ass exposed for the man. The thought maybe should have worried him a little, but it didn’t. B.B. really wanted to know what was going to happen, so he bent at the waist and placed his hands on the bed, then looked over his shoulder. Meeting Silas’s gaze, he gave him one of those smirks, then chuckled when he saw the heat in his mate’s eyes and heard the deep, rumbling growl low in Silas’s chest.