by Maggie Walsh
“Yes, love. Oh…yes…reclaim what is yours…please,” Raffy said breathlessly.
Christian thrust forward and in one motion was fully seated inside him. He felt Christian’s sac slap his own and it brought a delicious shiver up his spine. Christian slid his arm up Raffy’s slick body and lifted him away from the wall, keeping his arm wrapped around Raffy’s chest. “Lift your arms and wrap them around me, angel,” Christian said lovingly as he started to nibble Raffy’s neck.
Raffy did as instructed and lifted his arms. He wrapped one around Christian’s head, grabbing onto his hair as he grabbed onto his other arm wrapped around his chest. He dropped his head to the side and back, giving Christian more room to continue his exploration of his neck. Christian slowly slid out of him, keeping just the head of his thick cock inside before sliding back into his base. Christian’s thrusts picked up speed and intensity as he drove his cock deep inside.
Raffy liked this position. He felt surrounded by his mate, consumed by him. Christian wrapped his big, calloused rough hand around his hard cock and started to pump him in time with his thrusts. The water helped to assist Christian’s movements in even glides. Raffy moaned as Christian hit that happy spot deep inside him. “Is that it, angel? Did I hit just the right spot?” Christian asked, panting. Raffy could hear the smile in his voice.
“Yes…there…oh gods…yes, Christian,” Raffy called out, and moaned, the slap of Christian’s wiry groin against his ass only adding to the mind blowing sensations running through his body. The feel of Christian’s hand sliding up his cock with a firm grip, his strong arm wrapped around his chest, and his wet lips and hot breath against his skin was rushing him toward his orgasm. When the man then hit his sweet spot, his vision blurred and he started to float on a soft pillow of clouds. He was in heaven. His mind went completely blank. The only sensation was the feel of Christian inside him and surrounding him. He had the sensation of his feet leaving the floor and he was floating closer to the ceiling, reaching up for the clouds.
Then Christian struck, his teeth slid into his skin, and lights exploded behind his eyes. His orgasm raced down his spine and exploded out of him in pearly streams. With each pull on his neck from Christian taking his blood, another stream shot out of him. “Christian!” he screamed out as another, more intense orgasm shook him. He felt Christian stiffen up behind him as wet heat filled his channel. Christian released his neck and licked his bite closed.
His eyes fluttered open slightly as he panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. His eyes focused on the spot in front of him, and flew open wide. They were floating. They were actually floating in midair. He looked up to see they were only inches from the ceiling. “Christian…we…we’re floating,” he said breathlessly.
“I know, angel. Great, isn’t it?” he said, and chuckled.
“But…how…what?”
Christian cupped his cheek and turned his head back to look at him. “Later. Right now I want this,” he said, and claimed Raffy’s lips in a heated kiss.
* * * *
“Oh my fucking damn,” Christian said in awe as he watched his mate glide into the kitchen and walk up to him. Raffy stopped in front of him and smiled a nervous smile.
“Oh yeah,” Lexi said from where he was standing leaning against the counter. “Holy shit, Raf, you look fucking awesome, man.”
“But he’s wearing a skirt,” Crew said from next to Lexi. Lexi reached out and smacked him in the back of the head. “Ouch! What the fuck, man? You better stop smacking me,” Crew said angrily as he rubbed his head.
“Then stop saying stupid shit,” Lexi huffed.
“Thank you, Lexi,” Raffy said shyly. He looked back at Christian. His mate’s eyes were wide open and filled with heat as they roamed over his body. “Say something, Christian,” Raffy said nervously.
“You look fucking amazing, mate. Wow. I love it. I just want to lift that skirt of yours and slide right into your heaven,” Christian said seductively and placed his hand on Raffy’s exposed thigh right below the hemline of the mini skirt that was showing underneath. He wore a forest-green maxi skirt. It hung low in the back, almost reaching his ankles. The hem ran around to the front where it split to create an opening that exposed his sexy legs, and ran up to the waist, exposing a shorter mini skirt underneath that ended at mid-thigh. On top he wore a loose-fitting, black, racerback tank with black lace on the shoulders, and on his feet he wore black, five-inch, stiletto ankle boots.
“So I guess that means you like it?” Raffy said with a big smile.
“Hell yes. And what do we have underneath this gorgeous ensemble? Hmm?” Christian asked with a raise brow and lust-filled eyes. “Is there another…?” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Raffy giggled and bit his bottom lip and nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“Wow, Raff. You look great,” Micah said as he walked into the room and crossed to the fridge.
“You don’t…? You’re not…?” he asked nervously, unable to complete a sentence.
Micah came back up to him with a bottle of water in his hand. He stopped in front of Raffy and smiled. Micah placed a hand on the back of Raffy’s neck and kissed his forehead, then pulled back. “If this makes you happy, Raff, then that’s all that matters to me,” Micah squeezed his neck gently in comfort. He pulled his hand back. “And you look fantastic,” Micah said, and left the room.
Raffy lowered his head and smiled wide as his cheeks turned pink. His Alpha accepted him just the way he was. His blood cousin wasn’t ashamed of him. Raffy was so happy he couldn’t wipe the smile from his face.
“He’s right, Raff. You look amazing,” Cass said, and kissed his brow, too. Raffy jumped at his brother’s words and contact. He didn’t even know Cass was there. He met Cass’s eyes with shock. “And all that happiness looks good on you, too, little brother.” Cass smiled and left the room through the back door.
“Come on, angel,” Christian said, and took his hand as he stood up. “I need to explore this in private.” Christian lifted him up and tossed him over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. Raffy squealed in delight. Christian rubbed his hand over his ass. “Damn this looks good. This delectable morsel right at teeth level. Yum,” Christian said in a husky voice, and carried Raffy out of the room.
Lexi laughed as they left. Xander and Xavier walked in, shaking their heads. “Was that Raff dressed in woman’s clothes we just saw fly past us?” Xander asked.
“Yeah. Can you believe it? Soon these mates are going to have all of us dressed in lingerie.” Crew snickered.
“Shut up, Crew,” Lexi said in disgust, and shook his head.
“What? I’m just saying,” Crew said defensively.
“You’re always just saying. I don’t want to insult you, but ‘s’ with a ‘tupid’ at the end, is fitting,” Lexi said, and smiled at him.
“Fuck you, dude,” Crew said with a pout.
“Don’t you mean fuck you?” Lexi winked at him.
Crew turned bright red and looked down, hiding his face. “I’m an enforcer. I don’t bottom,” Crew mumbled.
“Yeah, Lex, lighten up. He’s right. We’re enforcers, we’re all beta types. We dominate, we don’t submit,” Xavier said.
“So if Micah were to walk in here right now and give you that look, you know the one? You wouldn’t bare your throat?” Lexi asked with a raised brow and mischief in his eye.
“That’s different, he’s our Alpha. But submitting in bed to someone? Hell no,” Xavier said.
“So even if your mate said they wanted to take you, you wouldn’t give your mate that?” Lexi asked.
“No way, my mate will do as I say. I won’t be like the rest of them around here, falling all over themselves just because their mates give them some ass. Please. We all got plenty of ass before they all showed up and none of these guys drooled all over themselves. I think these mates are turning everyone into pathetic excuses for wolves,” Xavier said in disgust.
“Yeah. And do you really think they came
up with that plan to capture Brighton and Malachi by themselves? I mean come on, look at them. With the exception of Taylor being one lucky bastard and becoming the guardian, none of them can fight their way out of a wet paper sack.” Crew snickered. “And none of them are all that bright anyway.”
“What about Aaron? He’s a genius,” Xander asked.
“Okay, well one of them has brains enough to tie his shoes, but to come up with the plan they did,” Crew said, and shook his head. “No way, man. I bet you it was all Phenex’s idea and he just gave the little dudes the credit because Jesse is his son and Micah’s mate.”
“You’re probably right about that part. There’s no way they figured all that out on their own and then beat Brighton and Malachi. Phenex’s warriors probably did all the work,” Xavier said.
“Who are you guys?” Lexi asked in disgust.
“What?” Xavier asked.
“They make a few valid points, Lex. Yes Aaron is a genius and Taylor is a super omega, but they’re all so small. There’s no way they could do all the things they said,” Xander said.
“You guys are all douchebags. I don’t even know you anymore. You are all one hundred percent wrong and I can’t be around any of you right now,” Lexi said with sadness. He turned to leave.
“What is your problem, Lex?” Crew asked.
Lexi spun around to face him, his eyes full of anger and sadness. “What’s my problem? You are my problem. All three of you. All these mates that have shown up have only made this pack better. Yes they are small in size, but that’s it. They are all big in brains and big in heart. They have done nothing but show all of us love and kindness, not to mention saving our asses on occasion. I pray to fate that when my mate finally shows up, that he will be just like any one of them. And you all stand here like a bunch of old washerwoman putting them down. Raffy wanting to wear a dress or whatever doesn’t make him weak. Or bottoming and submitting in bed doesn’t make you weak. Thinking the way you all are right now is what makes us weak. What makes you weak. You’re the ones acting like women gossiping behind their backs. Maybe you should all cut off your nuts and toss them seeing as you already don’t have any balls and seem to be on your periods,” Lexi huffed, and walked out the back door, slamming it behind him.
“He’s just as whipped as the rest of them,” Crew said, and he, Xander, and Xavier laughed.
Jesse wiped the tears from his face and bit his lip harder as he tried to hold in the sobs that wanted to take over his body. He couldn’t believe what he just heard. He pushed away from the wall next to the doorway to the kitchen and ran for the stairs. His heart was shattered.
* * * *
“So what are we doing here, Alpha?” Cass asked as they all headed across the parking lot toward the club.
“My mate asked that everyone be here tonight at eight o’clock, so we’re here,” Micah said with a smile. Crew snickered and bumped Xavier’s shoulder. They, along with Xander, chuckled and sent each other looks. Micah stopped short, but didn’t turn around. “You boys find something amusing?” he asked calmly, but with a chill in his tone.
They straightened up at hearing the tone to Micah’s voice. “No, Alpha,” Xander answered.
“Good. Because for a minute there I thought for sure you were disrespecting your Alpha mate’s command,” Micah said coldly.
They entered the club to find that it was empty except for a few familiar faces. Dante and Dare sat a table near the front of the stage with Ryland, Phenex, and Storm. Gabe sat at the next table over with Christian, and Raith. Rylands warriors were standing spread out around the room.
“It’s a little empty for a Friday night, don’t you think, Alpha?” Xander asked as they made their way over to the others.
“Thank you all for coming, everyone,” Micah said as he ignored Xander’s question.
“I must say, Micah, I’m a little intrigued by your request. And a little curious why it’s so empty in here,” Dante said with a smile.
Micah sat down in the empty seat on Dante’s other side. Cass went and sat with Christian. Crew, Xander, and Xavier went to join him when Micah stopped them. “Gentleman, have a seat here with us.” They all sent each other nervous questioning looks and slowly sat in the three empty chairs.
“The club has been closed tonight as per Jesse’s request, Dante. And you know that whatever my mate wants, my mate gets,” Micah said with a smile.
“Absolutely. I feel the same about my mate’s,” Dante said with a smile, and kissed Dare quickly.
“And seeing as the club belongs to Jesse now, he can do whatever the hell he wants with it.” Micah chuckled.
“Jesse owns the club now?” Crew asked in surprise.
“Well technically, Crew, the minute I claimed him everything I own became his as well. But I gave him the club as a personal gift for Christmas. Frank still runs it, but Jesse is now the owner. What he says goes,” Micah explained.
“Just like ParSafe. Micah and I own equal shares in it, but I have been the one in charge for quite some time as you know. But now that we have three more partners, it doesn’t mean that will change. Except when it’s important, than our new partners will have a say in what happens,” Dante explained.
“New partners?” Crew asked in shock.
“Yes, Crew. Our mates?” Micah said in exasperation, and rolled his eyes.
“Oh,” Crew said, and looked down.
“So what’s going on here tonight, Micah? And where are the rest of your pack members and all the mates?” Phenex asked.
“They’re here somewhere,” Micah answered, and the lights above the stage dimmed. “Good timing, here we go,” he said with a mischievous smile.
The rest of the lights turned off and the club was blanketed in darkness. A single spotlight shone on a lone stool and a microphone stand in the center of the stage. A minute later Jesse walked out onto the stage. He was dressed in tight black jeans and a tight white T-shirt, with black combat boots on his feet. He circled around to the front of the stool and sat down, putting his heels on the bottom rung of the stool. He looked out at them with sad eyes as he rested his hands on his thighs.
“Hi, everyone, and thanks for coming. I have a few things to say and I’m always more comfortable expressing myself when I sing, so please bear with me,” he said with a nervous, humorless chuckle.
“As Alpha mate, it’s my job to help my mate in any way I can so that he is less stressed and can lead the pack more focused. Lately that hasn’t been the case. With everything going on it has only brought more stress to our Alpha and to our Beta. And for that I’m sorry.” Jesse swallowed. “It is also my job to help the pack as a whole. To help take care of them and make them know that they are important, no matter who they are, or what they are, or what rank they hold.” He shrugged his shoulders as tears brimmed his eyes. “It has been brought to my attention that…I…I have failed at that as well. I spent my life alone most of the time, with the exception of when I was lucky enough to have Taylor around. For the longest time it was just Taylor and I against the world. But then we came here and we met our amazing mates and their amazing family, and right from the start we were welcomed. It was a great feeling to finally feel like we belonged somewhere. I know that all the mates feel the same way. Even some of the mates that were one of you long before we came along.” Jesse sniffed and took a deep shaky breath.
“You all have this incredible bond with each other as well as with Dante’s coven, and being the new kid on the block and coming into that is a little intimidating sometimes. But it seems like some of you don’t realize that you are mates, too. You’re our mates. And as much as you want to please us and take care of us, we want to do the same for you.” He stopped and wiped a tear from his cheek. “We have all been through one kind of pain or another throughout our lives. We have self-image problems and trust issues, and have been afraid to be who we are. But with the help and love of our mates we have learned to accept who we are and be confident in who we are an
d to trust all of you. Some of that trust, that was so hard to obtain, has been shattered recently.” Jesse stopped and looked at each of the faces sitting before him.
He cleared his throat. “I am not here to point fingers or to make anyone feel bad. I am here because as Alpha mate I am also supposed to welcome new mates into the fold and help make them feel like they belong and that they are valued. I value you. My mate values you. You are all important to us. But sometimes we mates get the feeling that we are looked upon as weak. That we are supposed to just shut up and do as we’re told and submit and be that bottom boy. That just because we are smaller than you or hold a lower rank or none at all that we are weak or compared to being woman.” He swallowed again.
“Seeing as everyone in this room is gay and is only attracted to men, that kind of thinking confuses me. As a gay man I can honestly say that I have no sexual desire for woman. I like men, and I am only attracted to men. I desire a man’s touch. As it appears all of you do, too, because you are gay. We may not be big strong wolves, or tigers, or vampires, or fae kings and warriors, or dragon’s or angel demons, but we are men. Some of us may like to wear makeup or heels, or even dresses or bright, outrageous, flashy clothes, but we are still men.
“As Alpha mate of the Angel Pack I feel it is up to me to work alongside the two King’s consorts of the Calebrese coven and for the three of us to be examples for other mates. And with the inclusion of The Winthrope Pride being moved here, the three of us need to work alongside Storm’s mates. And the five of us need to set the example. Now I know Dare is a big strong badass dragon who is probably bristling at this right now,” Jesse said with a smile. “So it will be up to Dale and I to handle it. Don’t have a cow, Dare.” He laughed. “And Bastian is still an enforcer, so he will be busy with that. So Noah, Dale and I need to join together as a united front for all current and future mates.” Then his face got serious again. “And as the first mate to come to this group as a whole, I feel that it is my place to lead the mates. I will not allow any mate already here or future mates to feel like they are less than, or weak just because they are new coming into this group or they are smaller or submit to their mate in bed. We have been through enough pain and suffering in our lives and we will not allow anyone to cause us more. We each love and adore our mates with all our hearts and souls, and wouldn’t want to go on for one day without them. It is because of them and their love that we are finally happy and content. So thank you, mates, for loving us and for saving us.” Jesse pressed his fingers to his lips and then blew a kiss to Micah and winked. “So as I’m sure you have noticed, there are a few of us missing. That is because they all agree with me and feel the exact same way as I do. So as their leader and their advocate, I have spoken for all of us. We are also being joined by one of you, who has been a huge ally to us mates. This song I’m going to sing for you rings true for all of us.”