Dylon leaned forward and kissed Cody. “You don’t have to ask my permission. If it makes you feel better, then yes, go ahead and clear the air with them.”
Cody smiled broadly and then licked Dylon’s nose. “I wasn’t counting on getting wet when I pushed you in, but I must say it was worth it just to have you lick me all over.”
“Oh yeah? Then that is definitely something I want to do when you are not covered in fur,” Dylon said, chuckling. “Maybe, I should save it for a punishment when you misbehave.”
Cody’s body was consumed by shivers of delight thinking about being restrained while at the mercy of Dylon’s talented tongue. “That’s not fair,” he pouted.
“Why not, my pet?”
“Because now I want to disobey you just to get my punishment.”
Laughing, Dylon said, “That’s the goal,ma moitié,” as he took his mate’s cock in hand again, teasing it with slow strokes.
Cody buried his face in Dylon’s neck, kissing and licking any spot he could reach. Knowing his mate would keep him safe, he closed his eyes and breathed in his scent. Reflecting about his journey to this point, he finally acknowledged how hard it had been and the unknown strength he had that allowed him to make it to this moment in time. He snorted. It would have been helpful if the Fates had given him an instruction manual about what to expect with his foresight ability, but he’d managed it—somehow—up to a point.
He wasn’t so cocky, though, as to think he would have made it to the other side without Dylon’s help.No, my mate arrived just in time to save me.And that thought consumed his body along with murderous rage at what his uncle had done to Dylon.I swear he will pay for it! Somehow, some way, I will make him pay for hurting my mate.Suddenly, he was flooded with love through their life thread as his mate sought to calm him.
“Ma moitié,shhh, I promise you, Josiah will answer for his crimes. My father already believes Jackson’s account of what happened to your family. Now it’s a matter of finding the proof to present an air-tight case to the High Council. It will take time, and maybe a bit of luck, but it will happen.”
“But what about you? They nearly killed you,” Cody said, shaking from the thought of never finding Dylon.
“That too. Trust me, my pet, I have no intention of letting Rudy get away with what he did. But this isn’t the time. We must focus on saving the shifters who are in so much danger. After we do that, we can turn our attention to Josiah.”
Cody sighed, “I know you’re right. It’s just so hard. You’re my world, babe, and the thought of any harm happening to you brings up feelings I never knew I had. Moments ago, if Josiah were here in front of me, I would have killed him without a second thought. I never felt that way about him when he killed my family. Oh shit, that doesn’t sound right. I mean, yes, I hated him for killing the rest of my family…especially my mother who acted as my anchor before you came into my life…but I never felt rage. It was more sorrow and worry about the safety of my brothers.”
“That makes sense,ma moitié.”
“Why would you say that? No, I don’t think you’re right. I should feel the same about each injustice that is done to someone.”
“Life doesn’t work that way. Different situations will evoke greater or lesser feeling of anger when you see harm happening to people. For instance, did any of your visions show what was going to happen to your family?”
“No, they only left me with a feeling my family was in danger. But I didn’t get a sense it was immediate. Many times, nothing ever happened so I wasn’t really worried. I thought once I got home, I would get a better sense of the danger…if there was any. And of course, I would talk to my mom about it to help me figure out my vision. She did that a lot.”
“What did you think when you saw what your uncle had done to me?”
Cody shuddered. “I was furious…no, Iamfurious. When I saw you for the first time, I hated my uncle.”
That’s the difference between the two types of visions you have. In one, you had only a general sense of whatmighthappen and in the other you actually saw whathadhappened. Seeing will always evoke stronger feelings, my pet. That’s why your visions affect you so badly now.”
“Probably,” said Cody, thinking about his uncle. “It’s just strange because I never felt the kind of hate before that would make me want to kill. I’ll let it go with my uncle for now as we have to focus on Tajikistan. But don’t think I’ll forget.”
“No, I know you won’t, my pet. Ready to head back? I want to be claimed,ma moitié.”
Cody nodded, rose and shifted, waiting for Dylon to do the same. Once the sounds of shifting died down, Cody padded over to the trail that would eventually lead them back to the house. The days of exploring the woods had changed his world in so many ways and he was sorry for them to come to an end, but he couldn’t deny his excitement at what lay ahead for him and his mate. Reaching the spot where they stashed their sweatpants, they shifted again.
Once dressed, Dylon grasped Cody’s hand and together they entered the pack house. He was still in awe of the size and magnitude of the building but it was perfect for the Blackwood Pack’s needs. He was thinking about Cody’s dream and how to make it a reality when his mate gasped and stopped short in the doorway of their bedroom causing Dylon to bump into him. Peeringaround his mate, Dylon couldn’t hold back his surprise, either.
“Holy shit! Who did this?”
“One of my brothers and by the smell coming from the sitting room, I’m guessing Dakota.” Stepping into the room, Cody saw lighted candles everywhere, their flickering flames casting dancing shadows. The room was aglow, accented by rose petals strewn on their freshly made bed. He could hear the tiny popping of bubbles coming from their bathroom and his stomach growled at the scent of meat wafting in from their sitting room. Cody was frozen, not knowing what he was supposed to do.
Picking up on his mate’s quandary, Dylon took charge. “Tonight, the rules will not apply. I want you to claim me the way you want to, so you are free to order me about when we are in bed…just for tonight, my pet. But first, let’s enjoy the bath before we eat. Then my love, I’m all yours.”
Cody nodded, still enthralled with the romantic setting to celebrate the claiming of his mate. It was perfect. He took the hand Dylon offered and they walked over to the bed. Glancing at his mate, Cody saw Dylon reach for the waistband on his sweatpants. Releasing his mate’s hand, he fell to his knees in front of Dylon, brushing away Dylon’s hand. Slowly pulling the pants down over Dylon’s luscious round cheeks, Cody felt his mate’s large cock suddenly spring free as it was released from its confines. Pausing for a moment, his mouth watered at the sight of it and its low hanging balls, loaded with cum.
Dylon looked down at Cody kneeling before him and was once again struck by the beauty of his mate.So perfect for me in every way.When his sweatpants had dropped to the floor, Dylon slowly lifted one foot and then theother as Cody threw them aside. Closing his eyes, he felt a light touch at first, but as it grew firmer, he knew his mate was stroking the cock now bobbing in front of him. Already on edge because of what was to happen tonight, Dylon, unable to wait any more, grabbed his mate’s arms and lifted Cody off the floor until he was standing. Stripping Cody, he carried him to the bathroom, setting his mate into the bubble bath. Sliding in behind him, he pulled his mate between his legs. As Cody leaned back and rested on his chest, Dylon sighed with pleasure.
Chapter 27
