Surprised Logan experienced similar pangs of envy, Jesse felt better about the odd feelings he refused to admit. “Your idea to give her space isn’t working.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.” Logan huffed and dropped into the thick chair by Jesse’s bed. “Seriously, what’s with the packing?” He nodded to Jesse’s bag.
“I’m done waiting. I don’t care about mating tradition. Isn’t it Prime’s idea that we try to fit in better with the Norms? The men around here take what they want. I’m taking Kate.”
Logan sat up. “What?”
“You heard me. I’m tired, I’m horny, and I miss her.”
“How do you think I feel?”
“Who the hell knows?” Jesse considered his best friend. Logan still laughed and teased. The lighthearted member of their little family let nothing keep him down.
“I miss her as much as you do, asshole. Just because I try to keep a positive attitude about things doesn’t mean I don’t care. One of us has to be upbeat.”
“What does that mean?”
“You walk around all day moping and pining. Yeah, I said pining.” At Jesse’s look, Logan shrugged. “Vicki’s word, not mine. But it still fits. You’re a brooding pain in my ass, and I can only take so much of your negativity.”
That hurt, but Jesse would not stick around to defend himself. He wanted Kate back, and by damn, he was going to get her. “I’m outta here.”
Logan shot out of the chair and knocked Jesse to the ground. The minute his friend brushed against him, his cock hardened like stone. Logan tried to force him into submission, but Jesse didn’t like to be topped. Instead, he grappled with the idiot until he pinned Logan under him.
Logan’s eyes flashed with heat. “That bulge in your pants is hard to miss.”
“Back at you,” Jesse panted. He licked his lips, aching for release. “I thought we agreed we’d wait until we had her with us.”
Logan groaned when Jesse shifted his weight. “We’re waiting. No sex. But dammit, you keep moving like that and I’ll come in my pants. Stop,” he barked when Jesse intentionally rocked against him.
“Tsk, tsk. Have some control, pup.”
“You’re a shithead, you know that?” Logan groaned when Jesse leaned up on his elbows and ground his pelvis against him. “You never listen,” he rasped even as he arched up, increasing the friction.
Jesse could take pain. His early years had been nothing but fighting, holding on to survival amidst the chaos and ferocity of Ravager life in their homeworld. But Logan hadn’t known the savagery of the slums. He’d been raised in a caring pack before escaping sure death into the Voids. He knew a gentler way of life, though he hated being reminded of it. And despite the fact that he’d never admit it, Logan needed sex more than most Ravagers. Going without was hurting him needlessly. No reason Logan should suffer just because Kate was being so stubborn.
Jesse sat up and straddled Logan’s thighs. He unbuttoned Logan’s jeans and dragged down his zipper.
“Jesse, man, we agreed not to—”
“Shut up.” Jesse watched Logan’s cock spring up the moment the fabric parted. His ruddy cockhead leaked at the tip, and the darkened shaft blushed with arousal. Scooting back so he could lower those jeans, Jesse pulled them down and freed Logan’s heavy sac.
Logan groaned. “Oh man, I’m so fucking hard.”
Jesse salivated at the sight and scent of his packmate. Kate’s pack, he reminded himself. In her absence, he’d take care of their mate as he saw fit. “Sheshould be doing this.”
Before Logan could agree, Jesse lowered his head and took Logan deep, all the way to the back of his throat. His mate bucked and cried out, then grasped Jesse’s hair as he jerked and tried to move deeper.
“Need you so bad,” Logan panted and ground against Jesse’s lips. Two more short pumps and he came hard, jetting down Jesse’s throat.
Logan’s throaty cries made it tough to resist his own orgasm, but Jesse deserved the painful frustration. If he’d taken care of Kate the way he’d wanted to, they could have avoided this mess. But no, he’d tried to respect Kate’s wishes.
“Oh my God. Jesse,” Logan breathed. “Man, that was so fucking good. Thanks.”
Jesse pulled away, kissed Logan’s still semi-hard cock, and tucked him back into his jeans. “You needed that.” He stood stiffly and adjusted himself.
“Looks like you need it too.”
“I’ll wait.”
