Bells and Whistles

by Liza Kay

  “The kid and that cow of hers are wicked matchmakers,” Jamie whispered. Then he dipped his head and sealed their lips in a gentle kiss. It didn’t stay gentle for long, though.

  Ben groaned and slid his hand behind Jamie’s neck. He licked the seam of Jamie’s lips until Jamie let him in. His first real taste of Jamie was pure heaven. He was hot chocolate, marshmallows, a warm fire, and sweet hay all rolled into one big ball of pure Christmas.

  Ben couldn’t get enough. He pulled Jamie into a nest of hay, rolling on top of him while he devoured Jamie’s lips. Jamie yanked at his jacket and slung one long leg around his waist.

  After shrugging out of the jacket, Ben reached down and rested his hand on Jamie’s calf. Dancing had obviously honed Jamie’s legs to perfection. Then he slowly moved his hand, pushing up Jamie’s wide woolen skirt in the process. He abandoned Jamie’s lips in favor of his neck and nibbled along the tendon.

  Jamie groaned into his ear and rolled his hips. “Ben, please. Can we... do something?”

  Ben snorted. “You’re so cute. I want to nibble you up.” He slid both hands under Jamie’s skirt, hooked his fingers under the waistband of his leggings and underwear, and pulled slowly.

  Jamie wiggled around and panted. His cheeks were a lovely pink, and hay already stuck from his messy braid. “Damn. Now I understand why the Scots love their kilts. They’re hella nifty.” He hiked the skirt up even higher, revealing smooth skin and a lovely cock.

  “Hmm.” Ben kissed his way up Jamie’s thigh. “Wear whatever you want, but please keep the skirts and the dresses. You look absolutely stunning in them.” He nudged Jamie’s balls with his nose, then licked a line up his prick.

  Jamie gasped and spread his fingers through Ben’s hair. “You don’t mind? I... I could get one of those sexy maid uniforms. After all, I am the hired help.”

  “Fuck, that’s hot. Don’t care what others have to say about your style, either. It’s none of their business.” Ben wouldn’t take kindly to anyone in town talking shit about his Jamie. He’d found a gorgeous, funny guy willing to put up with life on a farm and endure Charlie’s shenanigans. It was about time he cherished Santa’s gift with everything he had.

  Ben held Jamie’s hips and swirled his tongue around the leaking head of his dick. Jamie hissed and tried to wiggle, but Ben tightened his hold.

  “This is torture,” Jamie whined.

  “Patience is a virtue.” Ben suckled the tip for a moment, then let go and blew over the wet skin.

  Jamie groaned and yanked at his hair. “Get a move on, cowboy, or...”

  “Yes?” Ben decided to end Jamie’s suffering and took him to the base. Jamie wasn’t very long, but he was thick enough to cause a nice ache in Ben’s ass. Later. Much later. For now he wanted to concentrate on Jamie’s pleasure.

  “Can’t believe I’m having sex while a cow is watching.”

  Ben popped off Jamie’s prick. “If you have enough brain cells to think about cows, I’m not doing this right.”

  “What? No! You do. Don’t stop.” Jamie lifted on his elbows and shot him a pleading look.

  Ben winked and upped his game, sucking hard on the upstroke and playing with Jamie’s tight little balls. When he hummed around his treat, Jamie squealed.

  “Fuck! Oh God, so close. Been... been a while. That’s so good!”

  Ben patted Jamie’s hip, hoping he got the hint that he was okay to come. Ben longed to taste him, take all of him, and burn this moment into his memories. When he teasingly slid his fingertip over Jamie’s hole, Jamie lost it and shot ropes of creamy spunk down his throat. He was a quiet lover while he came, only letting out little whimpers and soft pants. It was damn cute.

  Jamie’s arms gave out eventually and he flopped back into the bed of hay. He gasped for breath, staring at Ben with wide eyes. “What about you?”

  Ben crawled up his new lover’s body and caught his lips in a tender kiss. He deepened it immediately when Jamie opened his lips, sharing Jamie’s taste. “Hmm. No need to rush. Merry Christmas.”

  “Best gift ever.” Chuckling, Jamie slung his arms around his neck. “Ben?” Jamie played with the hair curling at his nape. It was long due for a cut, but if Jamie liked it that way, Ben would consider keeping it longer.

  “Yes, sweets?”

  “Thank you. For giving me a chance. For forgiving my lie. For being who you are.” Jamie kissed him and breathed a sigh against his lips.

  Ben melted. He curled his arms under Jamie and held him tight. “You made this Christmas the best I ever had. And I hope...”

  “Me too.” Jamie’s eyes shone with happiness. “I see many many wonderful Christmases in our future. With all the bells and whistles. We only need a little holiday magic, as well as Charlie’s and Delilah’s help, to make this work.”

  Ben pulled Jamie into another toe-curling kiss while Delilah mooed softly. And in her bedroom, a little hero slept peacefully and dreamed of Christmas morning with her family.

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  Excerpt

  The man stopped and held out his hand. “Devin McAllister.”

  Stefan shook his hand. He suppressed a shiver when a tingle spread through his palm at the strong grip. “Stefan Vasiliev.”

  Devin’s eyebrows arched. “The former alpha’s son?”

  “Yes. The second oldest.”

  Clara coughed. “The unmated brother.”

  Stefan shot her an annoyed glare, then focused back on Devin. “Welcome to Hazel Woods. Clara told me you just moved here. Where are you staying?”

  Devin rubbed his huge hand up and down the baby’s back. “In the apartment above Mr. Hawkins’ tool shop. Just until I can afford a house.”

  That wouldn’t be anytime soon. Omegas had a particularly hard time getting loans while they were unmated. “What is it you do, Devin?” Stefan looked down at Tommy when the cub rested his head against Stefan’s chest, his eyes closing. His heart melted a little.

  “I’m a mechanic. Tried to get work at the shop in town, but... the guy said he’d already found someone for the position.” Devin sounded disgruntled.

  Stefan couldn’t blame him. He frowned. He knew the garage Devin was talking about, because right now there was only one in Hazel Woods. Old man Harris had been looking for a mechanic for months. Mr. Harris planned to retire soon and wanted someone reliable, someone who’d be able to take over the garage.

  Devin must’ve seen the doubt on Stefan’s face. His expression hardened, and he pressed his lips into a firm line. “I need to get the kids home.” He waved at Tommy, who was asleep against Stefan’s chest. “It was nice to meet you, Stefan. Clara.”

  Stefan gazed at the sleeping Tommy. “All right. Want me to carry him to your car for you?”

  Devin hesitated for a second, then nodded. He bid Clara good-bye and turned. Stefan followed him quickly from the day care to an older silver sedan that had seen better days. Devin opened the back door for Stefan, who carefully placed Tommy in his car seat and buckled him in. He brushed his fingers through the boy’s hair and placed the stuffed teddy in his arm.

  “He’s a cutie.” Straightening, Stefan smiled at Devin and leaned around to get a better look at the baby. “What’s her name?”

  “Beth.” Devin looked at him with an odd expression Stefan couldn’t interpret.

  Feeling that Devin wasn’t completely comfortable with him, Stefan stepped back. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

  “Why would you?” Devin walked around the car. He unbuckled Beth from the carrier and placed her in the other car seat.

  Stefan watched him over the hood of the car. “Because I’ll be working at the day care from now on.” When disbelief flickered over Devin’s face, Stefan laughed. “Don’t worry. I have two baby sisters and one baby brother. The trips are about six months old now. I help my Dad and step-father
take care of them.”

  Devin scratched his hair. “But... you’re... You could be an alpha. I feel the power inside you. Yet you want to look after cubs all day?”

  Shrugging, Stefan pushed his hands into his pants pockets. “My older brother’s beta of our clan, and he’ll mate Alpha Phoenix soon. My younger brother’s mated to Alpha Andrei Bazin from Paw’s Cove. There are enough macho alphas in our family already.” He laughed. “I don’t have the ambition to pound my chest and chase after all the unmated clan members in town just to boast my alpha-ness. No, I prefer to stay in the background and take care of cubs.”

  “That’s... unusual.” Devin looked as though he wanted to say more, but Beth chose that moment to whimper. “I really need to go. See you tomorrow.” Devin’s speculative gaze lingered on Stefan for another second, then he got into his car and drove off.

  “Damn. What a hottie. And I’m not even gay.” Stefan waved after the car. The unmated guys in town would soon come knocking at Devin’s door. Devin’s size wouldn’t deter them at all. Most would see the omega’s strength as an incentive to dominate him. The thought of someone harassing Devin and his two adorable children didn’t sit right with Stefan. He’d have to keep an eye on the little family.

  About the Author

  Liza grew up in a tiny village in Germany, the kind where you know everybody and everybody knows you. She migrated to a bigger town to attend college, although her parents often wonder if she really moved out. Now, with a degree in her pocket, she’s perfectly capable of working as a librarian. Never one to do what’s expected of her, Liza currently browses different branches of employment.

  She started writing in college when she found herself unable to ignore the guys living in her head any longer, and to distract herself from the stifling, non-fiction stuff taught in class. Liza is really fond of the dudes whispering in her mind—no matter if handsome or flawed, big or small, sulky or easy-going. They all deserve love and their HEAs.

  When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up with a good book and a cup of tea, a cat in her lap, or a camera at the ready.

  You can contact her at onelizakay@gmail.com

  Or visit her blog at https://onelizakay.wordpress.com/