“Love you too, son. Here’s your mother.”
“Bye Mom, I love you.”
“Good-bye Dylon. You too, Cody. Can’t wait to meet you. Love you both,” Lizzie said and then blew kisses.
“Good-bye,” Dylon and Cody said in unison before disconnecting the call.
Dylon and Cody stared at each other before bursting out laughing again.
“I love your mom,” Cody finally sputtered out. “Oh boy, I can’t wait to meet her.”
“She’s my biggest supporter. When I realized I was gay, my father accepted it, but I could see he was disappointed…but not my Mom. She stood by my side and told my father it was a sign from the Fates that their son was meant for great things.”
“Wow, she sounds a lot like my mother. My father wasn’t happy to discover his first seven sons were gay. But not my Mom. She went toe to toe with him and told him where he could shove it. She was very feisty.”
Dylon could see the sadness wash over his mate’s face as he lapsed into silence, thinking about his dead parents. Gathering Cody into his arms, he softly kissed his head and then, leaning his cheek against it said, “Babe, I’m so sorry about what happened to your family, but I swear, justice will be served on those who caused their deaths.” Then, gently rocking Cody, he continued, “How about we head to bed? I’m thinking we both could use some cuddle time tonight.”
“Don’t you want to claim me?” his mate’s muffled voice asked.
“Oh, yes! More than anything. Butma moitié,you need some sleep. Since I want you to have the best claiming there ever was, I really think we both should get a good night’s sleep and then tomorrow, I promise you I will claim you and erase any doubts you have about me wanting to be your mate.” Taking Cody’s face in his hands, he kissed his mate, foretelling the passion their claiming would have. When Dylon pulled back, he chuckled at the dazed look staring back at him. “Come on, let’s go find Colton so we can get to our room and go to bed.”
Chapter 7
Rudy reflected on Bruno’s report about Dylon.Fuck! He could be anywhere or better yet, maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll be dead.He mapped out the possibilities of what could happen to the traitor and came to the conclusion Dylon was dead. It was the conclusion that made the most sense. The shape of his face made shifting impossible for Dylon and without medical intervention, the outcome was a certainty. Dylon wasn’t treated by the Silver Point doctor and they killed the Fox River doctor in the massacre so where could someone take him? Maybe a human hospital?No!Impossible!Rudy mentally cursed himself for not making sure Dylon was dead before Bruno dumped him. Reaching for the phone, he called his head enforcer and told him to head back.
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Cody led his mate to their suite where Dylon was awestruck at theimpressive rooms. Certainly different from his room at Silver Point Pack.Those fucking assholes! Wait, what did my mate say?
Cody repeated himself. “I said, my brother Logan is an interior designer and he can redo this if you want. He did Jackson and Steel’s bedroom over and all I can say is ‘wow’. I can show it to you tomorrow.”
“Okay, but right now, how about a shower and sleep? I’m filthy and you look exhausted.”
Cody led his mate to the bathroom where once inside, Dylon threw his strong arms around him, holding him close while licks and nips covered his neck. Groaning, Cody felt his body melt and all the tension, worry and heartache drained from him. Peace had finally overcome him and he knew his sanity and fate were tied to the shifter who was causing such delicious feelingsthroughout him. Whimpering when Dylon withdrew his arms, he longed for them even as his mate pulled Cody’s t-shirt off. Once more against his mate, it was skin to skin.
Shivers coursed through his body as Dylon continued to lick and nip Cody’s shoulders while his hands reached downward. Cody needed to be nakednow. Not willing to wait for Dylon to undress him slowly, he reached to open his jeans, but his mate’s hand stopped him.
“That’s my job,ma moitié,” Dylon crooned. Unzipping his mate’s jeans, he reached in and found a hard, thick cock filling the tight confines.Holy shit!Commando, his mate is commando!He groaned at the thought of Cody naked under his jeans. Pulling them down, his mate’s cock sprung free, bobbing in the cool air, causing Dylon to harden even further. Grasping Cody’s cock, he tugged at it, loving the sounds of pleasure falling from his mate’s lips.
Stroking Cody’s cock with one hand, Dylon caressed his nipples with the other. He was determined to make Cody’s body burn with passion and need during his onslaught. Quickly turning his mate around, Dylon sank to his knees and deep-throated Cody’s cock in one fell swoop, loving the taste of his mate in his mouth. Pausing for a second, he slowly pulled back just short of the tip. Laving it with his tongue, he sought out the slit and thrust his tongue into it, moaning at the drops of his mate’s pre-cum he found there. Eager to have more, Dylon resumed his assault—licking, scraping and humming, sending waves of pleasure throughout his mate.
Cody buried his fingers in his mate’s long, tousled hair, holding on as his legs trembled. He let loose with a stream of inarticulate noises as Dylon swallowed his cock tip, massaging it with his throat muscles.Fuckingunbelievable! I got a mate who’s a master at blow jobs!His cock was in heaven as his mate used hand and mouth to stroke, swallow, twist and flip the tip of Cody’s cock, over and over until his balls nearly disappeared into his body.
He could feel the start of his orgasm, the building of pressure and yet he fought it. Cody never wanted this blow job to end. Onward and upward he climbed, further than ever before. And still he fought it, not willing to give in, wanting it to last forever. For all his efforts to fight his rising explosion, he became helpless when his mate pressed his finger on his hole lighting its nerves on fire. Surrendering to the inevitable, Cody’s cock pulsed in never-ending shots of cum down Dylon’s throat until his nuts had no more to give.
Swallowing every drop of Cody’s cum, Dylon savored the flavor of his mate—salty with a touch of sweetness—and he diligently sought out the last few traces as he tongued his mate’s cock clean. Rising and hugging his mate, he kissed the lips that would be his for the rest of time. Then he leaned back and looked at Cody, delighted with what he saw—a mate with a dreamy smile. Lifting Cody into his arms, he set him on the bathroom counter. “Stay there,” he ordered. Stepping over to the bathtub, he filled it with bubbles and water.
Then scooping Cody up, he stepped into the tub, slowly setting his mate down before joining him and enveloping him again in his arms, pulling him tight to his chest. Humming “Remedy,” he slowly washed his mate’s body; it was the perfect song to express how he felt. He would be the shelter in the storm, soaking up Cody’s pain and protecting him from the world. He knew he loved his mate and couldn’t wait to bite him but first, he needed to take care of him.
The more his mate washed his body, the more boneless Cody became. Safe within the arms of his love, he found his home, the place he needed. He no longer had to live a double life because his mate knew about his ability and loved him just the same.Wait! Love?Cody examined the heart thread connecting them and saw love pumping through it. He smiled. He’d fallen in love the first time he scented Dylon. Cody looked at his wolf and found him just as boneless as he, lying on his back with his legs spread, eyes closed and tongue lolling from his mouth. He chuckled softly at the picture of his wolf ‘feeling groovy’.
Dylon finished bathing his mate and then quickly washed himself before saying, “Let me get up first.” After getting out of the tub and quickly drying off, he lifted Cody out, setting him on his feet before rubbing him dry with a heated towel. Then, taking him by the hand, he led him to their bed and both climbed in. Spooning his mate, Dylon drew the covers over them and then whispered in Cody’s ear, “I love youma moitié,now and forever more. You are the keeper of my heart, the owner of my soul and the center of my universe. Sleep well, my darling, I will be here for you.”
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Colton finished up cleaning Dylon’s hospital room and put all the equipment back in place. What a shocker the evening had turned into.Cody had a Fated Mate! And it was his patient. Wow!He was entering the rest of his notes into Dylon’s chart when he felt Ian’s hands palming his dick. Turning around, he grabbed his mate’s cock and leaned in for a kiss. Softly brushing his tongue over Ian’s pouty lips, he took the lower one in between his teeth and bit gently. Letting go, his tongue sneaked out to sooth the bite with love. Colton said, “I have tostop in to see Jackson for a moment but then I need to be buried in your ass tonight, darling.”
“I was hoping you would say that because I need you so badly.”
