Jackson’s eyes rolled back in his head as he fell against the shower wall. A steady stream of sobs and moans left his throat as Steel picked up speed. Jackson felt his body ready itself for the pleasure of coming. A sharp cry, “Steel!” and Jackson’s cum shot all over his mate’s hand. When he finally came back down to earth, he watched as Steel licked cum from his hand, smiling wickedly.
Steel pushed Jackson down on his knees. His mate smiled up at him before taking Steel’s cock in his mouth. Jackson’s plump lips squeezed his mate’s cock, sucking it into his throat. Slowly pulling back, his teeth lightly scraped Steel’s shaft until they reached the ridge underthe head of it. Swirling his tongue over the tip and corkscrewing it into Steel’s slit, Jackson repeatedly scooped up Steel’s pre-cum. Suddenly, his mate gave a low growl and, sucking Steel’s cock down his throat, beckoned him to take control.
Gripping Jackson’s hair, Steel held his mate still while he pumped his cock into Jackson’s mouth repeatedly. He would never get enough of his mate’s full, cock-sucking, red lips and felt his blood starting to boil. Balls drawn tight, his jack-hammering hips caused his need to rise until he was at the tipping point. And then it happened—Jackson’s finger pierced his hole, finding his prostate. Steel roared, and screamed Jackson’s name as his cum shot down his mate’s throat. He came and came, longer than he ever had but Jackson eagerly swallowed it all. When his cock finally slipped from Jackson’s mouth, Steel watched with half-closed eyes as his mate’s pink tongue licked it clean.
Jackson stood up, wrapping his arms around his mate. “I’m yours now and until the end of time, babe, and I love you with my whole heart, body, and soul,” he whispered into Steel’s ear.
Tears filled Steel’s eyes when he heard his mate’s vow. Everything that came before in his life paled in comparison to the bright light Jackson brought to his world. He gently kissed his mate, wrapping him in his arms, whispering, “You are my everything. My life was so dreary until you painted it the colors of the rainbow…every day, every hour, every minute. And if that wasn’t enough, you gave me a pup…a life to cherish and guide and watch as he becomes a man. I’ll never be able to thank you enough but I swear I’ll spend the rest of my life trying.”
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Tonight was their last night in San Francisco, and Jackson was getting ready for the big surprise Steel arranged for him. He couldn’t imagine how his mate could top himself since Jackson was pretty sure they’d done everything already. He went over it in his mind like a slow-motion replay, savoring each moment of it.
They’d hung side-by-side out of an open-air cable car, taken a boat ride on Stow Lake, had a picnic lunch overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge during a three-mile hike in Land’s End, dined at the Cliff House, ridden a ferry to Alcatraz, walked through the Aquarium of the Bay, and meandered around Fisherman’s Wharf and Chinatown.
And then there was the kiss they shared at Twin Peaks with the marvelous view of San Francisco, the Bay Bridge and Oakland as a backdrop. Finally, last night, Steel took him to the Foreign Cinema Restaurant, giving a new meaning to a “dinner and a movie” date. What more could there be? Whatever it was, he knew this much—it would require formal wear because Steel had ordered tuxedos for them.
“Having trouble?” Steel laughed, watching Jackson struggle with his bowtie. After his third try, Steel strolled over, “Let me, babe.” Jackson huffed in frustration, giving himself over to his mate’s ministrations.
“There… you look gorgeous,” Steel grinned, as Jackson put on the black jacket.
He took his mate’s hand, leading Jackson down to the waiting car. Inside, Steel gave the driver a nod after they were settled. As they accelerated into the evening traffic, Jackson marveled at the vibrant city, wondering what Steel had in store for him. He glanced at his mate, whose eyes laser-locked on him with an intensity he’d never before seen. Shivers went down his back, as he couldonly guess what that look meant. Without wavering in his gaze, Steel lifted Jackson’s hand to his mouth and kissed it gently. Jackson knew then this would be a night he’d remember forever.
The car stopped in front of a hotel and Steel’s hand never let go of his mate’s after helping him out of the back seat. Smiling at Jackson, he led him to an elevator where, once inside, he pushed the top button. During the elevator ride, Steel eyed his mate steadily, causing Jackson to squirm with desire but Steel wanted to give Jackson even more tonight. When the elevator finally stopped and the doors opened, Steel saw his mate’s eyes flick away from his, looking into the restaurant.
Jackson gasped at the stunning view through the floor to ceiling windows and then, as if mesmerized, slowly left the elevator, following Steel and the maître d’ to their table next to one of them. Once seated, Jackson gazed wide-eyed at his mate. “Oh, my gods, this is beyond ‘wow.’ Babe, the view is fantastic! How can I eat when I don’t know where to look first?”
“I wanted you to see the lights start to twinkle below us when dusk falls on this beautiful golden city. I felt it would be a perfect end to our babymoon.”
“It couldn’t be better. I can’t believe how perfect this is. Love you babe, so much,” uttered Jackson, his eyes roaming over the darkening city.
The evening was as special as Steel hoped it would be. They watched as night fell, thousands of stars shimmering at their feet. During dinner, the conversation flowed easily between them as if they’d been together all their lives. Steel felt a sense of peace envelop him, watching a multitude of expressions cross his mate’s face while they talked. He knew then, that no matter what problems they might face in the future, so long as Jacksonwas by his side, it would be okay. When they’d finished and he’d paid the bill, he asked, “Ready for your final surprise, lover?”
“There’s more?” exclaimed Jackson. “Okay, mate of mine, it better be huge, if you plan to top this.”
“Trust me,mo chroí.”
They stood to leave, but not until Jackson had a long, last look around, did they take the elevator down to the waiting Bentley. Once inside, Jackson leaned against his mate, wallowing in the scent he and his wolf loved. His eyes were half closed, blurring the city lights speeding past them. His mate’s nose was buried in his hair, nuzzling it. Jackson suddenly felt his baby move. He seized Steel’s hand, pressing it to his belly.
“What’s the matter,mo chroí?”
“Wait a moment. There! Did you feel it?”
“Was that the baby?” Steel whispered in Jackson’s ear.
He nodded. “Yes, it was. Did you feel him? There he is again!”
Steel placed his large hands over Jackson’s belly and waited. “He’s kicking again!” Steel exclaimed softly.
Jackson turned to his mate and, after a long, deep kiss, Steel whispered, “That’s our pup.” His eyes misted up with joy.
“Yes, it is, my lover,” Jackson whispered back.
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Steel was so wrapped up with his mate and pup it wasn’t until the car stopped that he realized they’d arrived. Another elevator ride, during which Steel kept his arms wrapped around his mate, his hands resting on Jackson’sbelly, brought them to an archway framed by heavy, crimson, velvet drapes.
Jackson noticed they were standing in a dance club, high above the city and, like the restaurant where they’d dined, the club boasted a stunning, panoramic view of San Francisco.
