“Gimme a second,” Zane murmured, typing furiously on a keyboard perched on his lap.
Steel’s eyes flitted from screen to screen but to him it just looked like gobbledygook. All of Jackson’s brothers possessed unique skills and knowledge but Zane’s was the biggest surprise of all. Memories of the pack meeting when Jackson told his brothers he was pregnant flooded Steel’s mind. He didn’t like Zane’s negativity but in the end he’d come around. Shaking his head at the brilliance of this brother—whom he regarded as a brat at one time—he was glad he’d changed his opinion. Steel knew Slate thought checking Pablo’s phone was a waste of time since Dire Enterprises’ digital division had probed it, but he also knew the company had no one even close to Zane’s skills. He knew it was a long shot but if there was something to be found, his money was on Zane.
Swiveling his chair, Zane rubbed his eyes before looking up at Steel. “How about Ian? Wild shit, Right? A Royal in our pack! How cool is that? Why didn’t Colton tell us?”
“Whoa, slow down. I don’t know why but if I can hazard a guess, he was worried about Ian’s safety. Just a reminder, please don’t tell anyone, especially any of your hacker buddies on the web. If Colton feels Ian is in danger here, he will leave and that can’t happen. Jackson needs Ian and Colton for the birth of our pup. So I need your word, Zane, not a peep to anyone about Ian.”
Zane snorted. “What the fuck has come over you? Cody told me you insulted him and now me. Get this in your thick, stupid skull…we would never hurt Jackson…not by words or by actions. Get a grip, man, because you’ll be of no use to Jackson if you can’t control yourself.”
Shit, Zane was right. I’ve got to calm down.Steel closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, exhaling each one slowly.
Zane was worried. Steel was the rock everyone relied on. Through all the turmoil, Jackson’s mate was the bedrock of the pack and at that moment Zane realized the toll this was taking on him. Sorry for his outburst, he said, “Hey, Steel, everything’s cool. I promise I won’t say a word to anybody about Ian. I was just excited because I didn’t think there was any royalty left in the wolf world.”
“No,I’msorry. I’ll apologize to Cody too.”
“Okay, so what do you want me for?”
“Slate sent me Pablo’s phone and I want you to go through it to see if you can find anything to connect Silver Point Pack to Colton’s kidnapping. My brother had our digital division go over it and they couldn’t find anything. It’s a throwaway phone and the number Pablo called is disconnected.”
Taking the package, Zane ripped it open and pulled out the phone. Turning it over in his hand, he said, “Gimme a few hours and I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks, but don’t forget that after dinner, Logan’s unveiling the nursery.”
“Wow, is he done with the painting already?”
“According to Logan, it was finished this morning but he wanted to wait until it was dry…you know, paint fumes.”
“How’s Jackson doing?”
“He’s tired these days and it worries me.”
“Have you talked to Colton?”
“Not yet, but I’m hoping tonight or tomorrow if he and Ian skip dinner.”
“Let me know what they say, okay? In the meantime, I’ll get to work on this.”
Steel patted Zane on the shoulder before leaving to get back to Jackson.
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Ian was admiring his mate’s fine ass while Colton was bent over his bag, digging out some jeans and a t-shirt. He wanted to explore it tonight if Colton agreed. Picturing his cock in his mate’s hole, Ian started stroking his rod. He was a switch—bottom or top, it didn’t matter. And while he loved Colton’s claiming, he also wanted to experience biting his mate because only then would they have a mind-link, or so he surmised, since they didn’t have one now.
Colton glanced up and saw what Ian was doing. Standing, he sauntered over to the sexy scene playing out in front of him. Fiery heat burned in his mate’s eyes while small moans escaped between his lips. Pre-cum dripped on the floor from the efforts of one of Ian’s hands while the other was tweaking his nipples. Colton could tell hismate was imagining an erotic scene in his mind and was oblivious to his presence.
Reaching over, he put his hand over the hand tugging Ian’s cock. Squeezing, Colton crooned, “Yes-s-s-s babe, come for me. I want to see you shoot your cum.” He squeezed harder and sped up their hands. Now Ian was whimpering but Colton knew his mate was still in his private world, not seeing anything. He reached down with his other hand and grabbed Ian’s balls. Clamping his fingers around the sack, he pulled lightly, keeping Ian’s balls from tightening to his body. He watched as Ian’s thighs began to shake, knowing his mate was close. Together, their hands worked in perfect harmony; their combined grip was driving Ian to a climax—a climax like no other as Colton refused to let Ian’s balls retract.
With a roar, Ian shot his cum like a rocket. Hard, intense and never-ending, Ian’s orgasm was so powerful, his cum landed on Colton’s hair, face, and chest. Just as his mate was about to collapse, Colton caught him in his arms and lowered him to the floor. He looked down at Ian’s face, now relaxed with a faraway smile, and chuckled. If his mate had any anxiety about facing the pack at dinner, it was now gone.
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After a quick shower, Colton dressed and, taking Ian’s hand, led him to the dining room where they found everyone seated. Their stomachs growled as the smells of food drifted in from the kitchen.
“Welcome to the Blackwood Pack, Ian,” Jackson said as Colton held Ian’s chair out for him.
“Thank you.” Ian said. “How are you feeling?”
“A little tired but that’s all. I’m ready for this pup to be born.”
