Jackson moved slowly up to his mate’s lips, kissing them softly, waiting for Steel to open his mouth. When his mate complied, Jackson thrust his cum-covered tongue in, coating his mate’s mouth with his own essence.
Holy Fuck!That was the sexiest thing anyone had ever done to Steel during a blow job. Swallowing his cum, Steel thrust his tongue into Jackson’s mouth, sweeping through it to seek every bit of it he could find, loving the taste of it mixed with Jackson’s unique flavor.
Slowly, Jackson pulled back, staring down at his mate, “I love you, babe,” he crooned, his fingers carding Steel’s long hair. He lowered his lips to Steel’s neck, gently sucking, leaving a bruise behind.
“Did you just give me a hickey?” growled Steel.
Jackson had his nose buried in his mate’s neck, inhaling deeply, knowing as long as he lived, he would never get enough of that intoxicating scent. “Yup,” he mumbled, thrilled that his mate now wore his mark.
Steel smiled. He’d wear that hickey proudly, knowing his mate was telling all who saw it—this man is mine!
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They finally made it to the dining room where everyone had begun to eat.
“Wow, look, they’re only a little late for breakfast today,” crowed Zane.
At the sound of laughter, Jackson’s cheeks turned pink. Steel whispered in his mate’s ear, “But it was so worth it,mo chroí,wasn’t it?” giving Jackson’s ear a quick lick.
Dakota spoke up, saving Jackson from further embarrassment, “There’s more in the kitchen, so eat up.”
After finishing his breakfast, Jackson poured another cup of coffee for Steel and himself before addressing his brothers. “Steel and I are heading out in a few minutes to pick up the supplies Dakota needs, so make sure if you want anything, it’s on the list. And a heads-up, Dakota—Steel’s brother Slate will be visiting us soon, so add him to the number of people you’ll be feeding.” Then he said, “When I get back, there’ll be a short meeting about some decisions I’ve made.”
Cody turned to Logan after Jackson and Steel left. “Fess up bro, what’s Jackson going to tell us? I know you know, so spill it.”
Logan took a sip of coffee, then slowly lowered his cup to the table, as he glanced at Cody. “What makes you think I know? And, even if I did, why would I go against our Alpha to tell you when he obviously wants to be the one.” Logan shook his head. “I think you better get your work done by the time Jackson gets back instead of wasting your time badgering me about something that’s never gonna happen. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I got work to do,” he growled, rising and leaving the room.
The remaining brothers looked at each other in astonishment at Logan’s reaction to Cody and, when it seemed no one could explain it, they got up and left the room to do their chores.
Chapter 22
Steel parked by the gas pump after pulling into Jimmy’s. He turned to Jackson, “Babe, why don’t you go see Mystia, while I fill up. I’ll join you after I’m done.”
“Okay,” Jackson said, getting out of the car. “Jimmy will put the gas on our account so don’t worry about paying.” Shutting the car door, he saw Jimmy approach him with his arms outstretched, ready to envelop him in one of his all-encompassing hugs.
“Good to see you. Mated life appears to agree with you,” Jimmy said, thumping Jackson on his back several times. “Anything new?”
Jackson stepped back, warily glancing at Steel who was now frowning at seeing another wolf touch his mate. “Everything’s good. I just stopped by to talk to Mystia. Is she here?”
“Sure, she’s in the house.”
Jackson walked around the building that served as the local convenience store and over to the steps leading to Jimmy and Mystia’s home. He’d just put his foot on the first step, when the door swung open and Mystia appeared.
“Jackson, what brings you over here? I would have thought you were still buried in your mating bed. Are your brothers all right?”
Jackson hurried up the steps right into Mystia’s arms, returning her hug with one of his own. “My brothers are fine, but I have news about the Silver Point Pack I want to share,” said Jackson.
Mystia ushered Jackson into her living room, motioning him to sit down. As she sat facing him, she said, “Tell me,mon petit loulou, what is this news?”
Jackson told her what Steel had found out. He was grateful she didn’t interrupt because it was hard enough just repeating the story. When he reached the end, she dropped her head and Jackson saw tears trickling down her cheeks, falling to the floor.
“Mon petit loulou,I’m so sorry. I know you must still feel the pain as if it had just happened.” Then Mystia looked up at him. “What do you plan to do about it?”
Just as Jackson was about to answer, they heard a knock at the door. “Ah, that would be Steel,” Jackson said.
“Come in,” said Mystia quietly.
Steel walked in, sat down next to his mate, then grabbed his hand, giving it a light squeeze. “Hi babe,” said Jackson. “I was just going to tell Mystia about your plan, but since you’re here, why don’t you go ahead.”
