A Bite To Remember

by Storm Cree

  Jagger bent his left leg, placing his foot flat on the mattress and straightened his right leg, then opened them slightly, a silent invitation. He heard the elevator begin to hum and a smile crossed his lips. He couldn’t wait to see Nick’s reaction.

  As the elevator stopped, Jagger draped one arm over his head and tilted it sideways, as he wrapped the other hand around the base of his now hard, throbbing cock, and began a slow, lazy stroke. He couldn’t see himself, but hoped the view he was giving Nick was sexy.

  The door slid open and a tired looking Nick stepped out. Jagger was momentarily afraid he was asking too much after the day his mate must have had. But then Nick’s gaze landed on him, and the immediate fire he saw build in his mate’s gorgeous eyes told Jagger he was right where Nick wanted him.

  Without saying a word, Nick strolled toward him, pulling his clothes off as he came. His focus on Jagger’s hand as he stroked himself from base to tip. Nick licked his lips, the motion causing Jagger’s own desire to spike.

  Before climbing the two steps up, Nick toed off his shoes and bent to pull his socks and pants off. When he straightened to his full height, Jagger whimpered from the sight of his gorgeous mate. Nick was all hard muscle, and hard somewhere else. Jagger could smell the clean fresh scent of Nick and knew his mate had showered at the station before coming home to him. Which only made his excitement grow. Nick hadn’t wanted to waste time either when he got home.

  “Gods, you’re sexy as fuck. I could get used to coming home to this vision, baby,” Nick said huskily as he approached the bed.

  “I was hoping you could get used to the fucking upon coming home, too,” Jagger said with a smirk, teasing Nick.

  “It’s been way too long, baby. I’m afraid this is going to be fast and hard, to start. Then I plan to fuck you and make love to you all night, to make up for lost time,” Nick replied as he placed a knee on the edge of the bed.

  “Good. Just what I was hoping for. That’s why I got myself all ready for you, babe.”

  Nick’s brow raised in interest. “You got yourself ready for me? Are you all nice and slick and open to take my cock, baby?” Nick asked as he caressed his hand up the inside of Jagger’s right leg, sliding his hand down between his cheeks, and pushing a finger into Jagger’s hole.

  Jagger hissed as he arched his back. “Yes. I’m all ready for my man. Fuck me, Nick. I can’t wait another minute. I’ve missed you, mate,” Jagger pleaded.

  Nick stroked his finger in and out of Jagger’s slick hole. “Damn, baby. You’re all hot and wet for me. I won’t be holding back this first time,” Nick threatened.

  “Good. Fuck me, mate.”

  Nick pulled his hand back and grabbed the lube from the nightstand, squeezing a generous amount on his fingers, then tossed the tube aside. Wrapping his fist around his hard, thick cock, Nick stroked himself a few times, getting himself all slick and glistening. He wiped his hand on the towel that still lay on the edge of the bed, then crawled between Jagger’s spread thighs.

  Jagger grabbed the backs of his knees and pulled his legs back to his chest, exposing his hole and silently begging for Nick to take him.

  Nick grabbed the base of his cock, directing it to Jagger’s waiting star, then pressed the leaking tip against his mate. He ran the tip up and down over the hole, teasing Jagger until the man was huffing in frustration. “Damn it, Nick. Stop teasing and fuck me,” Jagger demanded.

  Nick grabbed Jagger around his waist and hoisted him up. In one smooth motion, he had Jagger’s back pinned to the glass wall above the bed with Nick standing on the mattress, pressing himself against his mate.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on, baby,” Nick growled.

  Jagger immediately did as Nick said and wrapped his legs around his waist as he grabbed onto his shoulders. Then he felt the tip of Nick’s cock pressing against him. Within a second, the fat, bulbous head breeched his opening and Nick slid fully inside him. Jagger’s grip on Nick’s shoulders tightened and his nails dug into flesh. His head pressed back against the glass as he stretched out his neck and clenched his jaw as his eyes closed against the pleasure. “Fuck! Oh yes, so fucking good, mate.”

  “You like that, baby? You like when I fuck you hard and make you scream?” Nick said through clenched teeth.

  “Yes! Fuck me, Nick! Claim me! Make me yours!” Jagger cried out breathlessly.

  “Music to my ears,” Nick growled, then began to slam into Jagger with abandon.

  Jagger’s back slid up and down the cool glass as he screamed out his pleasure. Nick grabbed his ass with both hands and squeezed him tight, at the same time pulling his cheeks further apart. Jagger flexed his ass muscles around Nick’s cock and his mate went wild. He fucked Jagger as if it were their last night together. Or their first night together after abstaining for so long.

  As Nick’s hips picked up speed and Jagger began to be slammed back against the glass, he wrapped his arms around Nick’s head and held on tight, loving every second of his mate’s attention. Nick was thrusting so hard and deep, he was claiming Jagger with his body. He felt the wet tongue slide against his heated flesh a moment before the small bite of pain came, and quickly turned euphoric.

  Jagger moaned deep from the sensation of Nick buried deep inside him while also drawing blood from him. He loved this moment in their sex life more than any other. Giving everything he had to give to his mate made him feel whole, like he had found his place in the world, his purpose.

  But through the bliss, Rune’s voice came to him. “Only three pulls.” As much as he craved for Nick to take more, to get lost in this feeling, he knew he had to stop Nick.

  “Not too much, babe, remember?” Jagger said breathlessly.

  Nick grunted around his flesh, but immediately pulled back and licked across his mating bite. He began to lick and suck his way up Jagger’s neck feverishly as his hips powered into Jagger. Their sweat slicked bodies slid together in perfect synch as Nick continued his fierce assault.

  “Bite me, mate. Feed from me,” Nick commanded.

  The deep sound of his voice and the command caused a shiver of desire to race through Jagger. He had missed drinking from his mate and the intimacy the act brought. It was funny, but when he drank from his mate he felt that was a thousand times more intimate than the sex.

  Jagger’s fangs broke through his gums and he licked across his mating bite on Nick’s shoulder, then struck. His fangs sinking into Nick’s heated flesh was an overwhelming feeling, but the first splash of his life-giving blood had Jagger’s head spinning out of control.

  His need to drink and fuck skyrocketed and Jagger thrust his hips harder, meeting Nick thrust for thrust, as his cock pressed between them the underside sliding against the ridges of Nick’s abs. It was the perfect amount of friction and Jagger felt his orgasm rushing towards him. His balls pulled up tight against his body and his cock pulsed. Jagger shot his release between them and moaned deep around the flesh pressed to his lips.

  His body went rigid and he froze for a moment, allowing all the sensations to wash over him. Once he relaxed against Nick, Nick thrust harder, and fucked him like a feral beast. Jagger pulled back from his bite and screamed out Nick’s name as he felt Nick’s warm seed fill him. It caused another wave of desire to rush through Jagger and he came again.

  He relaxed against Nick’s sweaty chest as they held onto one another, panting, and trying to catch their breath. Jagger licked across the tiny pools of blood still dripping from his mate’s shoulder, sealing the small holes.

  “I’m not done with you yet, mate,” Nick said against his neck.

  Suddenly Nick pulled from his body, but didn’t release him. Nick spun him around to face the glass, while dropping Jagger’s feet to the bed below them. He grabbed Jagger’s hands and held them over his head, placing his palms flat against the glass. “Keep then there,” Nick growled in his ear, his hot breath causing a shiver to race up Jagger’s spine.

  Before Jagger could say anyt
hing, Nick slammed back inside him, still hard as a rock. Nick entwined their fingers, as he pressed the full length of his body to Jagger’s back, pressing Jagger flat against the glass. He placed his forehead against the hard surface and watched as cars drove by on the streets below, their headlights illuminating the wet pavement.

  A streak of lightning lit up the sky in the distance, followed by a rumble of thunder. Clouds moved in and a downpour began. The wind whipped against the outside of the glass, sending the rain crashing into it, causing thick rivulets to run down.

  Another bolt lit up the sky and Jagger moaned in bliss. He loved everything that Nick was doing to him, but he also loved the thrill from being pressed against the glass, a storm picking up right before him. He could feel the electricity in the air and the vibration of the thunder against his flesh from head to toe. The sensation against his hard cock, trapped between his body and the glass, was delicious.

  Nick picked up speed and started to pound into him, fucking him like a machine. “You’re mine, baby. Can you feel it? You belong to me and I belong to you. We’re alive. Can you feel all that power from outside running through you as I fuck you, making you know that you’re alive?”

  “Yes, Nick. Yes. Don’t stop. Fuck me harder, mate. Claim my ass again and make me yours. Claim my body as you claimed my soul and my heart,” Jagger begged.

  “You belong to me, Jagger. No one else had better come near you or I’ll rip them apart. You’re my mate, my man, my baby. I love you, Jagger,” Nick whispered against the back of his head and Jagger could hear the emotion in his voice.

  He didn’t know what happened today during the fire, but whatever it was caused this desperation in his mate to claim and bond them. It made Nick need to feel that he was alive. And Jagger would not deny his mate. He would give him whatever he wanted to help him deal with whatever fears or demons were riding him.

  Suddenly Nick’s last words registered, and Jagger’s breath hitched as tears stung the backs of his eyes. Had Nick just said he loved him? No one had ever said those words to him in his whole life. Could it be true? Could he trust that it was how Nick actually felt and not this overwhelming emotion that was running through his mate, confusing his feelings?

  “It’s not, baby. I wanted to tell you earlier. I planned to tell you tonight before I got the call and had to go. I love you, mate, and I am so grateful that the gods blessed me with you as my man,” Nick answered his unspoken question, then kissed the side of his neck as he tightened his grip on Jagger’s hands.

  “I don’t expect you―”

  “I love you, too, Nick,” Jagger rushed out his words. “I have wanted to tell you for a while now, but was afraid with everything else going on. But I do. I love you, mate,” Jagger declared as emotion clogged his throat, and tears of joy rolled down his cheeks.

  Nick tightened his hold again and began kissing the side of his neck as his hips picked up speed. The storm raged outside, lightning flashing across the sky, illuminating the mountains in the distance, thunder shaking the building. Jagger was in total bliss as he pushed every thought from his mind except his mate and the love he had for him.

  CHAPTER 9

  After being fucked into oblivion by his sexy as hell mate three times against the glass as the storm continued, they took their playtime into the bathroom where Nick fucked him mindlessly again, twice, in the jacuzzi, before he ate Jagger’s ass until he passed out from the pleasure. Then after a brief nap back in bed, Nick took him again on the chair in the living room as Jagger straddled him, riding Nick’s cock like a bucking bronco.

  They now sat naked on the couch, Jagger leaning against Nick, eating their chef salads, as they watched the storm that continued outside, and Nick told him about the fire and everything that had happened.

  “So, you saved the little one? That’s wonderful, Nick. I was so worried these new powers were hurting you and there was nothing I could do about it.”

  Nick kissed the top of his head. “Thank you for worrying about me, baby. I have never had anyone worry for me before.”

  Jagger turned and looked in Nick’s eyes. “Well, you do from now on, love. I will always be here worrying about you. I know you have a job to do and it is a very important one. And even though it scares me that something might happen to you, or you may be taken from me, I know what it means to you, and I am proud to be your mate. And I promise you right here, right now, that I will always be here with open arms and comfort, waiting for you when you come home,” Jagger promised and kissed Nick’s lips tenderly.

  “Will you be waiting for me like you were this time?” Nick asked and wiggled his eyebrows.

  Jagger laughed. “Maybe. And maybe I’ll have to think of some other very inventive ways to greet you. With my body, of course.”

  Nick chuckled. “Of course.”

  He wrapped his arms around Jagger once more and pulled him close, then took his lips in a slow, tender kiss. After a few minutes, they pulled back, both panting heavily. Nick rested his forehead against Jagger’s and met his gaze. “Now that’s what I call a breathtaking kiss. Thank you for being my mate, baby. I couldn’t have picked a better match for me than you. I love you, Jagger.”

  Jagger gave him a big smile. “I love you, too, Nick, and thank you for being my mate. I am a very lucky man.”

  Jagger kissed him again, then pulled back and stood, grabbing both of their dishes and heading toward the kitchen. He placed their dishes in the sink and turned to find Nick right behind him. Nick wrapped him in his arms again and kissed him hard. Jagger’s arms immediately went around Nick’s neck and he returned the passionate kiss.

  Nick broke the kiss and looked deeply into Jagger’s eyes. “I couldn’t resist with this stunning ass of yours swaying around the room,” he said with a smile.

  “Feel free to molest me any time,” Jagger teased.

  “Oh yeah? How about we do that right now?” Nick growled and attacked Jagger’s lips, turning them so that Jagger’s back was now toward the open room. Nick pulled back from the kiss and spun Jagger around, pushing him up against the counter. He pressed his hard cock against Jagger’s ass as he ran his hands up his sides and began to nibble on Jagger’s nape.

  “Hold onto the counter, baby. This is going to be a rocky ride,” Nick growled against Jagger’s neck, then pressed the tip of his cock against Jagger’s slightly tender hole, and pushed all the way in in one move.

  Jagger gripped the counter tight as he threw his head back and cried out his pleasure. Light shown on his face and Jagger opened his eyes. The sun was just breaking over the horizon, painting the sky in beautiful golds and pinks. Nick slid his hands around Jagger’s waist, flattening his palms against Jagger’s stomach, holding him tight as his thrusts increased. “What a perfect way to welcome a new day. With my love in my arms, as I slide into his glorious body,” Nick whispered.

  Jagger turned his head and Nick captured his lips, kissing him with all the love and passion he felt for Jagger, and Jagger returned it with his own love for his wonderful mate.

  * * * *

  “I thought you two were taking a few days off to um…reconnect?” Zen asked as Jagger and Nick strolled into the club later that afternoon.

  “We are, but King Destrain called and asked to meet with us. I’m not sure how long this meeting will take, but we’ll be in my office. When the king comes, please send him in,” Jagger replied and walked behind the bar.

  “Sure thing, boss.”

  “How did everything go last night?” Jagger asked as he grabbed two bottles of water from behind the bar and made his way back around to Nick’s side.

  “Everything went smooth. A few drunks needed to be cut off and cabs called to take them home, but they didn’t cause any trouble. Other than that, it was business as usual,” Zen answered.

  “Good, I’m glad to hear it, and so will Rhys when I meet with him in a few days.”

  “I heard you were a hero yesterday, Nick? I must say, having you and your boys as we
ll as Wyndingo and his guys here makes me sleep better at night. This town was getting too depressing and scary at times. I guess that’s what happens when people don’t care anymore and the riff-raff take over. But now with all of you and the pixie coming in, there’s life back in this beautiful old town,” Zen said.

  “What I did yesterday was my job, Zen, but thanks. It’s nice to hear that we’re making a difference here. And I agree, Maddox is a beautiful town that just needs some tender loving care and the right mix of people to bring it back to its former glory,” Nick replied.

  Just then the front door of the club opened, letting in a stream of light from outside. The door closed and Destrain and Dain had entered. “Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are we early?” Destrain asked.

  “No, you’re right on time. Come on back to the office where we’ll have some privacy,” Jagger offered and took Nick’s hand, then led them all to his office.

  Once inside, Jagger closed the door, then walked to the sofa where he sat next to Nick as Destrain and Dain took the chairs across from them. “So, what did you need to see us about?” Jagger asked.

  Dain looked from Jagger to Nick, then back again. “I wanted you to know that Rhys and I have been looking through my old books and I think I may have found a way for you to get rid of these new powers of yours, but I need to warn you, it’s a drastic move and could cause you great pain,” Dain explained.

  “But what if I don’t want to give up these new powers, only tamp them down and control them?” Nick asked.

  “I’m confused. I thought you said you couldn’t take them? That they brought you too much pain and suffering?” Dain questioned.

  “They do, but like all powers that we get, if I can learn how to control them, they come in very handy. At yesterday’s fire, I heard a mother’s cries for her missing child and questioned her, finding out the child was still trapped inside. Before that we thought we cleared the building. Then once I got back inside, they helped me to hear the small cough that led me to her. And as we headed toward the only exit, a steel support beam dropped down in front of us, blocking our escape, and my new-found power again saved us when I lifted that beam and shoved it aside like it weighed nothing. So, I would like to keep it. Just learn how to control it,” Nick explained.