Matings and Magic [Fury 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

by Marcy Jacks

  Normally that might have been enough, but not now. Gold was beyond furious. He wanted to fight the man, wanted to put him down on his belly and grab him by the throat for that.

  "What the hell were you even talking to him for? What the fuck would you have to talk to a warlock about?"

  “Really, Gold, it’s all right. Lightning, I accept your apology.”

  He said it, though it still sounded somewhat forced.

  Gold didn’t blame him. Despite Sebby’s constant insistence that everything was all right and he didn’t mind it when Lightning was a dickhead to him, being treated like that had to have an effect.

  "I was just talking to myself. And trying to piss him off. I was bored. It came out, okay?"

  Gold shook his head. He paced. He could hardly contain his fury, and the only reason why he tried was because he knew, in the state he was in now, Lightning would kick his ass.

  The man had a total advantage on him like this, and yet Gold still wanted a fight.

  “I am fucked right now because I want to beat the piss out of you, but I can’t because you would kick my ass like this, but even if I could fight you, I wouldn’t because I wouldn’t want to risk hurting Sebby. Honestly, I am seriously debating whether or not you are my friend right now, you miserable fuck.”

  “It was an accident.”

  “Yeah, you never seemed to give a shit about that before when it was Sebby saying it.”

  He grabbed Sebby’s hand and walked off again. He couldn’t stand to be in the same room as that asshole right now. He wanted to throw something against the wall and break it.

  He walked past his brother, who stood in the doorway, arms crossed as he watched the whole thing, as though making doubly sure that nothing would happen.

  He was lucky he didn’t say anything to Gold on the way out. Otherwise, he really might have flipped out.

  He especially didn’t like that Sebby was apologizing to Lightning and Silver on the way out. He didn’t want Sebby apologizing for shit right now.

  “Gold? Gold, please stop. You’re going to hurt yourself.”

  Gold didn’t care. He dragged his mate back home, up the stairs of his deck, and inside his house.

  “Gold, you need to calm down. It wasn’t that bad. I’m sure Lightning didn’t mean anything by it.”

  Gold spun around, grabbed his mate by his face, and brought him closer for a hard, crushing kiss.

  He felt Sebby’s gasp as their mouths met. He felt the way his mate’s body tensed, as though he wasn’t sure what he should be doing in this moment.

  Protesting because he was worried for Gold’s health or participating because it felt so good.

  Gold’s mission was to get his mate to lean toward the latter.

  Which, fortunately, didn’t take long before he was able to feel the way Sebby melted against him. Sebby groaned, his eyes closed as he opened his mouth to welcome in Gold’s tongue.

  And Gold eagerly pushed inside, licking his mate deep.

  He wanted to comfort the man by kissing away every horrible thing that had happened to him in his entire life or had been said to him.

  Whether that was from today, or any day over the course of Sebby’s entire life, Gold wanted to erase all of it.

  So he kissed the man as though he were making love to him already. He kissed his mate to show Sebby just how much he loved him, how much he needed him.

  Sebby had stayed by Gold’s side despite everything. He’d stayed when Gold had been sick and taken care of him. Sebby had loved him when Gold wasn’t sure he loved the man back.

  Now that he knew he did, now that he knew what he felt was more powerful than any spell, he wanted to give all of it back to Sebby in spades.

  Sebby moaned. His mouth tasted wonderful, kind of sugary from the pancakes they’d had barely an hour ago.

  Gold wanted to lift the man up into his arms, carry him up the stairs, and settle him into his bed.

  No, their bed. They were going to share it from now on.

  Except, well fuck, he was still too drained of his energy and strength to be able to do that. He’d probably fall down the stairs carrying Sebby up them.

  Then there was the smoke smell still in his room.

  The living room it was.

  He pushed him back into the living room. They moved blindly, their mouths still attached, as though neither could bear to part from the other as they moved.

  They’d already christened the sofa, might as well give it another ride.

  Gold pushed his mate down onto the sofa. Sebby looked up at him with bright cheeks, his eyes filled to the brim with lust, even as he protested.

  “Gold, you’re moving around too much. You’re going to make yourself sick again.”

  He said it even as his dick outlined his jeans.

  But this wasn’t right. Last time it hadn’t been romantic. It had been about fucking, claiming.

  About being with his mate after he’d thought he would never have the chance again.

  Shit. There had to be something…

  “Stay right there. Be naked when I get back.”

  Sebby opened his mouth to protest, but of course Gold made sure to get the hell out of there before he could listen to it.

  He ran to the kitchen, rummaged through his emergency drawer until he found what he needed.

  They probably weren’t meant for this sort of thing, but anything would do.

  For the next part, Gold had to brave running upstairs.

  The smoke smell got him when he came close to his room, and running up those stairs left him a bit more lightheaded than he wanted to admit.

  That was fine. He held his breath as he went into his room and grabbed his iPod. Getting the spare pillows and blankets out of the hallway closet was a little easier.

  Then it was back downstairs.

  He had to breathe deep when he made it to the ground floor.

  That had been a little harder than he’d thought, but now that he was down on the ground floor, Gold could get to work.

  When he came back to the sitting room, he smiled at the sight of Sebby sitting there with his shirt, shoes, and socks off, but he had to tsk at the sight of his pants.

  “I told you to be naked when I got back.”

  He set his many supplies onto the coffee table.

  “What am I going to do with you?”

  Of course his mate blushed for him. “I just thought…in case you needed some help getting up and down the stairs.”

  God, he was so in love with this man.

  Gold leaned in, grabbed Sebby by the chin, and pressed their mouths together. He pulled back with a smile. “You don’t ever have to worry about me. Don’t even think that’s something you need to concern yourself with.”

  Even though it had almost come to that, there was no way in hell Gold was going to let his mate know about that.

  Sebby nodded, smiling softly.

  Yeah, Gold doubted his mate believed the show of manliness Gold was attempting to put on, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that he pretended he believed it.

  “What’s all that for?” Sebby leaned to the side, his eyes curiously studying Gold’s haul.

  Gold smiled. “This is to set the mood.”

  He turned on his iPod and selected some songs. It took a few seconds longer than he’d expected to put everything into a playlist that would repeat for him, but when he got it, he was more than satisfied.

  He set it to repeat and then hit Play on his mood songs.

  “Slow Hands” came up first.

  Gold glanced at his mate, still smiling. Sebby blinked before he bit his lips together, as though trying to hide his own smile and the heat that rushed into his cheeks.

  “You want to put on sexy music for us this time around?”

  “Not just sexy music.” Gold put the sheets and pillows onto the floor then set his emergency candles onto the table and lit them.

  They were of varying sizes and shapes, but it would add to t
he mood he was in.

  “Candlelight?”

  “Only the best for you.”

  Even with the curtains shut, and after he turned out the lights, the daylight outside wouldn’t give too much of an ambiance to this, but everyone always said it was the thought that counted, right?

  “You really don’t have to go through all this trouble.”

  “I know. I want to.”

  Gold set the lighter down.

  He doubted there would be a smoke smell from a couple of little candles, and weirdly enough, one of them was vanilla scented. He hadn’t known that when he bought them.

  But whatever added to the mood, he was happy with, especially as Gold surrounded himself and his mate with the spare pillows and sheets. He climbed on top of Sebby, settling between his legs, and all he could do in that next moment was stare down at the man.

  He was awed that Sebby would have him.

  “I want this to be perfect for you.”

  Sebby blinked those big blue eyes up at him before he touched Gold’s face. “This is perfect for me.”

  Gold believed him. He believed his mate, and he needed to kiss him. So he did.

  They made out leisurely. Their hands could hardly remain still on each other, and it was Gold’s most favorite thing in the world to be able to remove the pants from Sebby.

  He was actually glad the small man had kept them on toward the end because that turned out to be a pleasure he didn’t want to give up.

  When Sebby’s cock was freed, it sprang up from his hips and actually smacked against his belly. The warlock groaned, pushing his head back into the pillows.

  And then he opened his mouth and sighed when Gold took him in hand to stroke him.

  “You like that, don’t you, baby?”

  Sebby nodded. “Y-yeah.”

  “You want my dick inside you?”

  Sebby pressed his lips together, nodding again. “I do.”

  Gold couldn’t strip fast enough. The song changed. He wasn’t sure what was even playing anymore, and he didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was how utterly perfect this moment was.

  And how he wanted to have so many more of them for the rest of his life.

  This morning he’d been too weak to stay on top of his mate, but now he felt almost rejuvenated. Full of life and eager to please.

  He pulled Sebby’s legs up, sliding the man’s ass into his lap, and putting the backs of his knees over his arms.

  Sebby, ever the worrier, still had to make sure Gold was all right.

  “Y-you’re not pushing yourself, are you?”

  “I’m supposed to push myself. That’s the point to this.”

  Sebby looked cute when he tried to glare at Gold through his lust. “Th-that’s not what I meant.”

  Gold grinned.

  Fortunately, since he’d forgotten to grab the lube bottle in his search for materials to use, it was still by the sofa from when they’d made love earlier.

  He poured some into his hand then proceeded to make his mate moan with desire for him as he teased his crease then his hole.

  Each circle of Gold’s fingers brought about another shiver from his mate. Sebby’s body tensed and squirmed beneath Gold’s experienced touch, as though the man were already coming apart.

  And it was a sight to see. Much as Gold wanted to push inside him right now, to feel the sweet heat and clench of Sebby’s body around his cock, he held off.

  He wanted to make love to his mate. Not to fuck him. He wanted Sebby to remember tonight as the night when he and Gold really and truly became one.

  Not that his impatient little mate made it easy for him, the fool.

  “Gold, please.” Sebby clenched his eyes shut. He thrust his ass against Gold’s fingers, as though trying to pull them deep inside himself.

  As though needing to be breached.

  “Soon, baby, soon.”

  Gold’s testicles were tight. His cock ached at the sweet sight of his lover. He looked down at Sebby’s hole, watching the man quiver in anticipation.

  He decided to put the man out of his misery. Not that Gold wasn’t dying to feel the sweet clench around his fingers or anything.

  He pushed two fingers forward. Sebby moaned, his back arching as his body easily accepted the intrusion.

  He was getting better at this. His body was no longer quite so tight, and there wasn’t so much resistance as there had been before.

  Gold liked that. He took it as a sign that his mate was beginning to trust him with his body and pleasure on a more instinctual level.

  It should have been the case the first time they’d had sex, what with the mating and all, but Gold supposed the nature of the spell might have had a hand in that.

  This pleased him. And as he hooked his fingers, stroking Sebby’s inner walls, Sebby’s reactions pleased him even more.

  The freckles on his chest vanished as the man’s body turned bright red. His cock looked heavy, almost uncomfortable on his belly.

  Gold wanted to lean down and taste it.

  “I love the way you react to my touch. I love how sensitive you are.”

  He needed so much more than this. He needed to hear what his mate thought of all this.

  “Tell me what this feels like. Tell me what I’m doing to you.”

  Sebby huffed for breath. “It…it feels good. Really good.”

  Gold grinned down at the man. That was a given. “Keep going.”

  “I…I feel…like you want me. Helpless, but good.” Sebby gritted his teeth. “It’s good to be helpless for you like this. I trust you.”

  Holy shit. That was what he felt when Gold was inside him? Gold didn’t expect to hear that. He didn’t expect to be so flattered by it either.

  All the protective instincts he had for the man came flooding to the surface. Gold always wanted to be worthy of his mate like that. He wanted to forever have Sebby’s love and trust like that.

  “Good,” Gold said. He didn’t know what else to say to something as flattering as that.

  So he decided to focus on Sebby’s pleasure instead, hooking his fingers and stroking the sweet nub when he found it.

  Sebby shouted out loud. He nearly bucked clean off the sofa. Gold was forced to use his free hand to hold Sebby’s stomach down.

  “Easy, baby. You’re going to fly right off the couch.”

  He had to pull his fingers away from Sebby’s prostate just to give the man a chance to calm himself.

  Sebby gasped for breath, blinking wildly up at the ceiling before he looked back at Gold.

  “K-keep doing that.”

  Gold grinned down at the man. “You want me to make you come?”

  Sebby nodded.

  Gold thrust his fingers deep again, wiggling them around before letting his fingertips linger against Sebby’s prostate.

  He was determined to tease the man into begging him to be inside him.

  Gold was curious to see how far he could push Sebby before the man whimpered and begged.

  He seemed on the verge of that.

  Sebby huffed for breath. His legs were spread wide as Gold thrust his fingers deep inside of him. Sebby bit down on his knuckle. He looked better than an actual porno.

  Every breath Sebby took, ever shudder, every soft moan of pleasure he let out made Gold’s cock ache even harder.

  Gold grinned. He nearly laughed at himself. “I don’t know who I’m teasing more. You or me.”

  Sebby did that cute little glaring thing again. “Th-then stop teasing me and fuck me.”

  He wasn’t going to get a better invitation than that. Gold pulled his finger free of Sebby’s hole, unable to hold himself back any longer now that he’d teased himself so much.

  His arm trembled as he held his cock firmly in hand, pressing the thick head against Sebby’s asshole.

  “Yeah, yeah,” Sebby groaned, his body tightening just before Gold thrust into him.

  The heat, the tight clench around his cock, all of it came together and
Gold groaned and came immediately.

  “Fuck!”

  He was angry at himself but also sailing on the pleasure of the orgasm.

  Fortunately, Sebby was such a good person that he didn’t seem to mind.

  “Stay just like that. You’ll get hard again.”

  Gold rolled his eyes. “Of course I will. That’s not the point.”

  Sebby grinned at him. “Worried about your reputation? I won’t say a word.”

  “You’d better not.” Gold reached down, his hand finding Sebby’s cock.

  Gold watched with pleasure as the man’s eyes widened while Gold stroked him.

  At first it was just a teasing touch, but then Gold added more pressure to his hand. He put the strength of his arm into each of his thrusts.

  Watching Sebby’s eyes light up, hearing his gasp, and feeling him thrusting into his fist was all the reward Gold needed.

  Thanks to the delectable little sounds that came from his mate, and the way Sebby thrust against him, it took Gold only seconds before he felt his dick lifting again.

  Strange sensation for his hard-on to come back while he was still inside his mate.

  Gold groaned. He slowly canted his hips, testing out his limits while still recovering.

  Then he could really push into the man. Gold picked up the pace, fucking into Sebby with more force, listening to every sound Sebby made as the heat of their bodies collided.

  “Oh God!” Sebby moaned. “Just like that. Just like that.”

  Gold aimed to please. He fucked into the man with more energy.

  He didn’t feel weak anymore. The adrenaline rush from the pleasure? He didn’t care. He didn’t care if this drained him and he ended up needing to sleep his life away.

  Just so long as he could see the look on Sebby’s face when he made the man come for him.

  It didn’t take long. They found their rhythm. Sebby pushed his hips back against Gold with passion and strength. Gold was honestly surprised with his mate.

  And when Sebby moaned long and loudly, his shouts becoming higher pitched, Gold braced himself over the man, thrust into him harder, and then held himself in place so the head of his cock nudged and teased Sebby’s prostate.

  Then another hard shout, warmth spurting onto Sebby’s stomach, and then a relaxation of his muscles.