He was still nervous about Silver Point Pack but not as much now that Steel had come into his life. Now at least, he had a powerful defender on his side. Jackson slid his palm down to his belly, cradling it, wondering how long it would take before he showed. He’d have to talk to Steel and maybe Mystia about it because there was so much he didn’t know.
Steel feigned sleep while listening to Jackson’s thoughts. He wanted to give his mate some time to reflect on what was happening to him and made a mental note to discuss Jackson’s pregnancy with his mother so he’d have the answers. He couldn’t wait until Jackson began to show and they’d feel the pup move inside his absolutely beautiful mate.
His feeling of possessiveness was all-consuming as was his need to protect not only his mate but the pup, too. Steel’s body grew tense at the thought of the danger his mate was facing. Suddenly he felt Jackson push his ass against his groin, grinding.
“Hey babe, what’s got you so uptight?” asked Jackson.
Steel buried his nose in his mate’s neck, inhaling Jackson’s unique scent that had the power to calm him. He reached down to hold his mate’s cock, gently tugging it as he answered, “I was thinking of the danger facing you and our pup. I want to start on this problem today so your pregnancy can proceed without you worrying about our pup or your brothers. But that can wait,” he smirked, “until I give you your morning blow job.”
Rolling Jackson onto his back, Steel slid down, sucking his mate’s cock to its root in one motion. Jackson bucked off the bed in response but his mate pushed his hips down, holding them in place so he couldn’t move—which only drove Jackson’s need higher and higher.
Steel heard the animal-like sounds coming from his mate’s throat as he continued cock sucking while adding a light scraping of his teeth on the upstroke. His mate was trying hard to move his hips but couldn’t gain traction, Jackson’s head whipped from side to side while his fisted hands tore at the sheets. Finally, Jackson cried out. “Please, please…no more…more…babe I need… oohhhhh,” his voice ending in a whimper.
Steel’s left hand moved to Jackson’s balls, massaging them gently, pushing his mate to the edge, dipping his tongue into Jackson’s cock slit, scooping up his mate’s essence. Waiting for the moment his mate reached the height of passion, Steel quickly inserted a finger into Jackson’s puckered hole seeking the magic button and, when he pressed it, Jackson came apart with a screaming howl, shooting copious globs of cum down Steel’s throat.
After several minutes of Jackson’s panting, Steel gently licked his mate’s cock clean, moving up to lie next to him. With his mate resting on his chest, Steel slowly carded his fingers through Jackson’s soft brown hair. He could feel his mate’s heart slowly return to normal andhis breathing quiet down. When soft snores reached his ears, he closed his eyes and dozed off, loving the feeling of his mate in his arms.
Chapter 19
It was mid-morning before Jackson and Steel awoke and, after having a round of shower sex, they headed for the dining room, hoping to find some leftovers for breakfast. When Dakota heard them, he peeked in from the kitchen. “I have breakfast ready for you, so sit down and I’ll bring it in.”
Surprised, Jackson stared and said, “You don’t have to wait on us, we can get it ourselves.’
“Shut up, bro. This is my mating gift, so stop the shit.”
Jackson’s face broke into a wide smile. “Okay, then. Thanks.”
Dakota retreated to the kitchen as Steel took Jackson by the hand, leading him to the table. “That was nice of Dakota,” said Steel in a very low voice.
“That’s the way Dakota is. I really hope he can finish culinary school.”
“I know sweetheart, and I promise I’ll find a way for him to do so,” murmured Steel, bringing Jackson’s hand to his lips for a kiss.
Dakota came bustling in, loaded with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, toast, and hash browns. After setting the heavy tray down in front of them, he went back to the kitchen, bringing in orange juice and a cup of coffee for each. Turning to Steel, he said, “I know what Jackson likes for his breakfast, but I’m not sure if you like the same stuff, so if you want something else, let me know and I can whip it up in a minute.”
Steel kept heaping his plate with the amazing food before him and, looking up at Dakota, said, “Thanks, but this is great. I’m willing to cook for Jackson but my food neverturns out as good as this. You are a master of the kitchen.”
Dakota’s cheeks became rosy, soaking up the praise from his brother’s mate. “Thanks,” he mumbled, “just call if you need anything,” and scurried back to the kitchen. Steel was puzzled that his compliment embarrassed Dakota.
Jackson, reading Steel’s thoughts, explained, “It’s because our father always put Dakota down for the time he spent with our mother in the kitchen. ‘That was women’s work’,” Jackson growled, parroting his father. “I convinced my grandparents to release part of my trust fund early so I could pay for him to go to cooking school.”
Steel smiled warmly at his mate, “You are the best brother. Did your father know?”
Jackson faltered for a second, then said softly, “Initially no. But then Zane accidently slipped up when we were home for the Long Night Moon Festival. My father went ballistic, saying so many hurtful things to Dakota that I packed up the car and took him with me to our grandparents for the rest of our vacation. We never spoke about it, but I know it still weighs heavily on his mind—the hostility he got from our father that night. Poor Zane. After seeing father’s reaction, he couldn’t apologize enough.”
Learning about the careless remark from Zane that caused the problem for Dakota, Steel had second thoughts about forgiving Zane for the comment about his mate at yesterday’s pack meeting.Jackson is not an ‘abomination’ and Zane better correct his way of thinking fast or I’ll do it for him. Zane is a brat, that is for sure.
Suddenly, Steel heard Jackson talking, “Zane can be a brat but he really doesn’t mean any harm. He’s suffered the most from the massacre, but he’s getting there. I’m sure he’s sorry about what he said yesterday, so for me, babe, give him a chance.”
Steel sighed, nodding. “You’re too kind, but I love you all the more for it.”
“Are you still going to meet your father this morning, well, late morning?” Jackson asked.
“No, I’ll speak to him this afternoon.”
As they finished eating, Logan arrived and joined them at the table, “Oracle and Maximus went to visit Mystia but should be back shortly. I cleared the room next to your office and put in a desk and chair but Steel needs to tell me what else he wants. Zane is eager to talk to you both and Jimmy heard about a Silver Point pack member a couple of towns away from us but doesn’t know anything else. He said he’ll nose around for more information.”
Jackson thought for a moment. “Tell Zane I’ll be in my office in ten minutes—he can meet with us then. Afterward, Steel can meet with you and I’ll call Jimmy about Silver Point. Thanks for the update. How are our brothers this morning? Any fallout from yesterday’s meeting?”
