“And now I understand Reeve better…maybe even trust him, but I can’t extend that trust to Kahn…at least not yet.”
“Because of Josiah.”
“Right…your father asked me if I thought Kahn was involved in the massacre…”
“Do you?”
“No…not anymore.”
“Are you certain? Or do you still think it could be possible he knew, but said nothing.”
“Yes…no…maybe?” Jackson shrugged his shoulders. “I just don’t know. I’d like to think he’d have warned me if he did. But for better or worse, Josiah was his father…one who I remember ruling my cousin with an iron fist.”
“The only solution I see is to ask him directly…that’s the only way you’ll know for sure.”
“Your father said the same thing,” Jackson said.
“And…”
“And I decided to call Reeve today and tell him I want to talk with Kahn.”
“Do you want me there when you do?” asked Steel.
“No…I don’t think so…I want to see him alone so you’ll have to keep Reeve occupied because he’ll probably balk at my request.”
“Oh goody,” Steel smirked. “Just who I want to spend time with…a jealous mate who’s pissed off cause he’s not invited to the party.”
Chuckling, Jackson said, “I thought you might arrange for him to join you at a meeting with Carson about Dire Enterprises’ grant program…and maybe invite your father, too.”
“You are so fucking devious!” exclaimed Steel, grinning. “I’ll ask Dad today.”
“Thank you, babe,” Jackson murmured, giving his mate a kiss.
Taking advantage of his mate’s mouth on his, Steel thrust his tongue in as he deepened the kiss. These moments were precious to him and he took full advantage of them. Sliding down onto the bed, he tugged Jackson on top of him, wrapping his hand around his mate’s cock. It took only a few strokes to bring it to full mast. “Wanna fuck me?” he whispered against Jackson’s lips.
Jackson moved his head back and stared at his mate for a moment before giving him a wicked smile. It wasn’t something he did regularly, but he always enjoyed it when the opportunity arose. “You bet your sweet ass I do.”
Steel winked at his mate and grinned. “My sweet ass, you say?”
“Yes,” Jackson replied, “Roll over…I got some lickin’ to do.”
Steel turned over onto his stomach and tucked his arms under his pillow while spreading his legs apart. “Anything else?”
Jackson slid up between his mate’s legs until his cock rested between his mate’s cheeks. “This feels so good,” he whispered in Steel’s ear.
Moaning, Steel squeezed his cheeks together, trapping his mate’s cock. “It’d feel better if it was inside me.”
“Patience, my love.” Moving slowly, Jackson began licking every dip and swell on his mate’s back, working his way down Steel’s body. Teasing his mate was one thing Jackson loved doing and, by the sound of the noises coming from Steel, he loved it, too. By the time he’d finished, Steel’s hole was loose and begging to be filled.
Lost in a world where only they existed, Jackson entered Steel slowly, savoring every moment his cock was hugged by his mate’s tunnel. Moving at a leisurely pace, he repeatedly thrust and then withdrew, keeping his mate on the edge for a long time before gradually increasing his tempo. Ignoring Steel’s frantic cries for relief, Jackson continued until he could no longer hold back his own orgasm which, when it erupted, triggered the same response in his mate spurring both of them to the pinnacle of pleasure.
Their wolves, now entwined, hung in the sky among the stars for what seemed like an eternity before slowly descending back to earth.
Chapter 18
“Wake up,macushla!” Kieran shouted, bouncing on Logan’s stomach. “We gotta go!”
“Oof” Logan grunted, grabbing Kieran’s hips and holding him still. “Babe, stop bouncing…you’re shaking Squirt and gonna wake him up.”
