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Kicking the door shut behind him, Dylon carried his mate over to the bed and sat on the edge, still holding Cody. What happened in Jackson’s office frightened him. He could feel his mate disappearing in his arms, but felt helpless to stop it. Then his training kicked in and he was able to pull his lover back to him. What his mate needed was some loving and then sleep. Dylon began by giving Cody feather light kisses on his face and neck. Once he’d covered every inch, he started over again, this time adding some sucking, leaving several small bruises.
When Cody sighed, Dylon knew he was on the right path. He kept it up, varying the intensity of kisses and bruises until his mate groaned. Laying Cody gently on his back in their bed, he undressed them both all the while kissing his mate’s body. Cody was needy for his mate, needy for release, and needy for a connection. Dylon knew he had to get his mate to focus on coming so everything else in his mind would be forgotten. Once they were naked, Dylon added his fingers to the mix, massaging, pinching, caressing and tweaking.
Cody cried out, “I need more…more…please, sir,” as his body twitched and jerked with the sensory feelings his mate was triggering. He drew up his left leg when Dylon pinched the skin below his left cheek. It slid back into place before his right leg jerked up when the pinch was repeated on that side. So many touches, so many places…“Please sir, stop, no more. It’s too much!”
Dylon glanced at his mate and found him hard and leaking. Ignoring his words, he continued to touch and suck his mate’s tender spots. He had to get Cody out of his head, so he would feel and think about nothing except pleasure. Stopping only to lube his fingers, he resumed his mission, pressing a finger on Cody’s puckered roseand hearing the low growly moan of his mate. Dylon thrust his finger in, vowing to make his mate come unaided.
The velvet soft channel hugged his finger as Dylon sought his mate’s gland. Finding the pleasure button, he pressed it before pulling back, causing Cody to buck off the bed. He repeated the action again and again before adding another finger and then a third as he finger-fucked his mate. Glancing up, he saw the wildness in Cody’s eyes and the neediness of his mate’s cock. He increased the speed of his finger-fucking until he felt Cody’s ass muscles squeeze, cum shooting out of his cock. He kept it up until Cody had given him everything.
Removing his fingers, Dylon pushed his cock into the sweet warm heat of his mate’s hole. He wanted another orgasm from his mate. He gave Cody no pause but continued the hard pace. Dylon would drive every last fucking vision from his mate’s mind until all he felt was the love that flowed between them. He began to hit Cody’s gland with every stroke.
“No, please sir…no more…need…I need.”
“Yes, my pet, I know.” Dylon said, as he increased his speed. He was fighting his impending orgasm but would not come until his mate did again. He reached down for his mate’s nipples, tweaking one and then the other, hearing the growls coming from his mate as his need built again. Leaning forward, he sucked on Cody’s mating scar, then licked it with his tongue. Suddenly Dylon’s cock was in the vise of his mate’s spasming muscles as Cody’s cock erupted again, coating them both with cum. After several more pumps, Dylon’s orgasm followed and he sank his fangs into Cody’s claiming scar, renewing the bond between them.
When his cock stopped shooting, he withdrew his fangs and licked the drops of blood from his mate. He rolled over to his side, pulling Cody to him his cock still inside his mate. Keeping his arms tight around Cody, he examined his mate’s aura and found it to be pure, bright silver. He could feel his mate’s love flowing through their life thread to him. Exhaling a deep breath over the relief he felt, he closed his eyes and pulled the covers over them.
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Carson closed Jackson’s office door and walked over to his brother’s desk. Standing silently, he waited for Jackson to speak. There wasn’t any way to sugar coat his disobedience to his Alpha, but he would do it again if it meant saving his pack.I’m an Alpha and that’s what Alphas do…they protect their pack.Now all he had to do was to make Jackson see it that way.
Studying the brother in front of him, Jackson saw the defiance lurking behind Carson’s eyes and his brother’s aggressive stance. Inwardly sighing, he knew what he had to do. “Carson, I know what you did, but tell me why you disobeyed my order.”
“That man comes from the pack that wants to kill this pack and you let him waltz in here like he owns the place. How did you think that made me feel? Safe? Protected? Secure in my pack? No, instead you handed over my brother to a deviant who wants to kill Cody’s wolf. I had no choice but to figure out a way I could make you see that traitor for what he is. I don’t trust him, and gods know why you do. Yes, I persuaded Zane to help me. So what? That is what any good Alpha does. Father told me…‘use the resources that are available’ and that’s something you should have done before you let a killer loose in my home.” Carson paused his tirade.
“Enough! I get the gist of why you disobeyed me. Now I have some questions for you. Are you the Alpha of this pack?”
“No, but if I were, I wouldn’t have let that weasel in.”
“What did our father teach you about obeying your Alpha?”
Carson didn’t answer.
“I asked you a question,” Jackson said, and hearing nothing, rolled out his Alpha power in full strength forcing Carson to his knees and his wolf to whimper.
Unable to remain silent any longer, Carson answered, “Always obey.”
“And yet you chose not to obey your Alpha. Tell me Carson, what would our father do to you if you questioned his authority as you have mine?”
Carson had seen what his father did to pack members who disobeyed.Oh gods! My brother won’t kick me out, will he? What will I do? Where will I go?Realizing the consequences of his action, Carson broke down and tears fell.What the fuck was I thinking?
Jackson let his brother reflect on his potential future.Damn our Alpha father and the horse he rode in on!His whole childhood was spent trying to live up to his father’s ideas of what an Alpha should be. Luckily for him, he learned how to ignore it, but Carson wasn’t as fortunate—as he could see from his current transgressions. Jackson pulled back his Alpha power allowing his brother to stand. “Sit down.”
Carson rose and took a seat. Looking at his brother, he said, “I’m sorry, Alpha.”
“Accepted. But why are you apologizing?”
“Because I didn’t obey your order.”
“That’s fine,” Jackson said, but realizing this was a perfect teaching moment, he continued. “Do you know why I gave the order about accepting Dylon?”
“No, not really. I mean, he’s a Silver Point member so I don’t understand why you would accept him as a pack member.”
“He’s Cody’s Fated Mate, Carson. Do you know the pain Cody would have felt if I refused to let Dylon join the pack? And then, what about his happiness? Does being Alpha give me the right to deny that to Cody? And how would you or Colton feel if Cody left the pack to be with Dylon? Did you think about any of this before you decided on your course of action?”
Carson bowed his head. When his brother laid it out like that, he realized how stupid he’d been. “No, I didn’t.”
