Colton got his bag, turned on the alarm system and locked the front door behind him. “Okay Oscar, take me to him, take me to Slate.”
Oscar ran with Colton following closely behind him. As they turned a corner, Colton felt strong arms grab him and then a prick in his neck before his world went dark.
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On his knees, Ian looked up at Colton while sucking his cock. His mate was gorgeous and he could feel the blood racing to his cock as he continued to blow his mate. His tongue savored the flavor and texture as he licked, sucked and nipped the best cock he’d ever had. His wolf was leaping and howling with joy as he continued his assault on Colton’s beautiful appendage. His need rising, Ian’s pucker was spasming at the thought of being filled with the magnificent cock now in his throat. Moaning, Ian needed to be fucked right now, his mind picturing what Colton would do.
On his hands and knees now, his pucker being prepped by Colton’s long and strong fingers. First one, then two, in and out, fingers scissoring until his rose stretched enough for three. Then, oh gods, YES! Ian shouted as his magic button was found. Bucking and twisting, Ian’s cock shot its jism as Colton entered him in one strong and sure stroke. He was shaking, covered in sweat and seeking his next orgasm as his mate thrust into him. Ian’s mouth produced a collection of unintelligible words,sounds and cries while he was being pounded into the mattress.
His body tingled, and his balls were so tight to his body they almost disappeared. He was at the edge of an abyss. Ian looked down and there was Colton, his mate, below. He had to go, he knew Colton needed him, but something was holding him back. Ian’s cries were desperate and his wolf was keening.Please, please let me go,he pleaded. Struggling, trying to wrench free, and now cursing at the force holding him back, Ian watched with horror-filled eyes as Colton fell into the abyss, disappearing forever.
Ian shot up, his body covered in cum and sweat—his dream fading as panic filled his body—and gathered his thoughts while catching his breath. His wolf was snarling and growling, and Ian knew Colton was hurt and in danger. Throwing off the sheet, he leapt out of bed and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. Slipping into them while walking caused Ian to stumble, but it didn’t matter. His sole focus was finding Jackson and Steel so they could send him to Mexico.Right now!
FUCK!Ian roared as he stubbed his toe on the door frame while rushing out of his room. Down the hall he ran until reaching their bedroom where he pounded on the door with all his might, calling Jackson’s name. He heard other doors open but not the one he wanted. Renewing his efforts, Ian’s fear was driving him now and he had to save his mate. He felt arms circle him, trying to hold him back from the door he needed to open. Ian’s wolf, no longer patient, came to the surface and roared his frustration.
Then a cool hand touched Ian’s face calming the beast. His wolf receded as his human part resumed control. He relaxed in the arms holding him and mumbled his apology. “Are you under control?” the voice asked. Ianlooked at the person who spoke—Cody, his mate’s brother who looked exactly like Colton. “Yes, but I must see Jackson and Steel. My mate is in danger and I need to go to Mexico today. I must save him.” Ian’s voice rose in panic at the thought he might be too late.
“Steel, this is Cody. Would you please open the door? Ian is under control and isn’t a danger to Jackson. Oracle is here too.”
Ian heard nothing from inside their bedroom. He turned to leave. Fuck it. He would find a way to get to his mate himself. Then the door opened behind him while Cody grabbed his arm.
“What the fuck is this all about?” Steel asked, his gaze focused on Ian.
“Move aside babe, let me talk to him.” Jackson pushed his mate aside and stuck his head out the door. “Ian, sorry for the delay, but my mate shifted when you banged on the door and he could only shift back when his wolf determined I was no longer in danger. Now what’s this all about?”
“Colton’s in danger and I must go to him. Please help me. I’m sorry for the scare, but he’s my mate and he’s dying.”
Jackson’s body collapsed against Steel’s and it was only his mate’s quick grab that allowed him to stay upright. “What do you mean he’s dying?” Jackson turned to Oracle. “You told me he would return home. What the fuck is this?”
Steel took control when he felt severe trembling consuming Jackson. “Come inside,” he said, “My mate needs to sit down.” Steel swept Jackson in his arms and carried him to the sitting room connected to their bedroom. Setting him on the love seat, Steel joined him and held his hand while Jackson leaned against him.Turning to Ian, Steel asked “Tell us why you think Colton is in danger. He’ll be home in a few days.”
“I don’t know how I know, I just do. I had a dream about Colton in trouble. I must go to him. Please help me save my mate.”
Steel regarded Ian intently before turning to his mother. “Is this true?”
“I can only tell you this; Ian must go to Mexico.”
“So, are you saying in order for Colton to come home alive, Ian must go to Mexico?”
“I’m saying Ian must go to Mexico.”
Jackson stared at Oracle for a minute, then glanced at his mate before straightening upright. Then he announced, “Ian, please pack. Steel will be going with you. Oracle, please have Maximus arrange for transportation to Mexico. I want them to leave within the hour.”
“Jackson, I have to go too,” Cody demanded. “If Colton is in trouble, I’ll be able to link to his mind as his triplet.”
“I want to go too. I can mind link also,” Carson implored.
Jackson thought for a minute and then, said, “Cody, you will go, Carson will stay home.” Holding up his hand to silence everyone, he continued, “My orders stand. Now move. Steel, try to reach Slate and let him know you’re coming.”
Chapter 13
Slate unlocked the door and turned off the alarm. He was exhausted but everyone was safe. His chief enforcer, Groose, was at the hospital and expected to make a full recovery despite the fact he had taken five bullets.Thank the gods.After the shooting stopped, Turk and his men scoured the village searching for the perpetrators but to no avail. He finally sent everyone back to their apartments except for Turk who insisted on staying with Groose.
Slate looked at the ruined dinner and hoped Colton made himself something to eat. As for him, he was hitting the shower before tumbling into bed. Food could wait until tomorrow morning. He passed Colton’s closed door, thought about knocking but discarded the notion. He’d tell him tomorrow what happened tonight. Throwing off his clothes while heading for the shower, Slate decided it was time to go home. Tomorrow, after work, they were leaving. Tonight was the deciding factor and it didn’t matter if Colton tried to fight him, he wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer.
He jumped into the shower and let the hot water pour over him. Finally relaxing, he grabbed the shower gel and washed the dirt and dried blood out of his hair and off his body.Jeesh! He was even too tired to rub one out. Dammit, when he got back stateside, he was going to take a week off and fuck his brains out with every twink this side of the Rockies. Turning off the water, he grabbed a towel, drying himself before he pulled on a pair of sleep pants and tumbled into bed.
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