Colton’s eyes lit up with excitement. “I like that idea!” he said as Ian joined them.
“Like what?” asked Ian as he gave Jake a tickle. Colton explained, Ian agreed and then asked, “So if that’s settled, who’s going to talk to Jackson?”
“I will,” answered Cody, “I have other stuff to cover with him. Dylon and I also wanted to talk to you about a recommendation for a therapist who would be willing to join our team, so the boys would have someone to help them sort out issues like the rejection of their parents. And we’re hoping Kieran, Theo and Norman might take advantage of counseling sessions also.”
Ian lowered his head, thinking who he could recommend, “Mmmm…I know just the one for you. Dr. DiLupo is a recognized expert in his field and more importantly, a multiple-species specialist which will be helpful if any of your boys are other types of shifters.”
“Sounds perfect. How do we get hold of him?” ask Dylon.
“Don’t know but I’ll call a few friends and see if I can locate him. If I do, would you prefer I speak with him about the job or do you want to?” asked Ian.
Dylon and Cody exchanged glances before Cody said, “Go ahead, if he’s interested, then we’ll speak with him.”
“Okay, I’ll get on it right away.”
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Kieran reluctantly pulled back from Logan with a shy smile, wondering what would happen next, hoping it wasn’t bad. While he was hugging his mate, he felt the wall Logan had built inside himself, but for what purpose Kieran didn’t have a clue. The wall was so thick and sohigh, he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to breach it and he finally knew what he feared.
Logan let Kieran go, though he had to fight his wolf to do so. For the very first time in his life, he got a glimpse of what true happiness was and it blew his mind. He sat there, staring at his pink-loving twink, stunned at what had just happened to him—his world had shifted and was on a whole new axis—and Kieran had done it. His wall had begun to crack under the light Kieran gave him and he didn’t know what he was supposed to do.
Kieran’s spirit warned him to go slow?that his mate wasn’t ready to enter his world?and by the fear he could see in Logan’s eyes, Kieran knew he’d fucked up. Not wanting to see the fear anymore, he lowered his eyes and dropped his hands; his wolf howled at the loss of his mate. Kieran returned to his seat, picked up a pencil, and rolled it back and forth between his fingers, trying to figure out what to do next, but came up empty handed. As the silence grew, he squirmed in his seat, not knowing what Logan would do.Probably kick me out.And he had no one to blame but himself.I should have told him who I was but noooo, I had to be greedy and look how that turned out.
As soon as Kieran stopped touching him, Logan felt the cold seep back into him and a shiver enveloped his body. His wolf keened, missing the light Kieran had brought to his dark world. Logan’s fear grew, and he was at a loss to stop it. For so long he’d held it at bay, never looking at it or allowing it to touch him but that had changed in a heartbeat when Kieran hugged him.Oh shit! What the fuck am I going to do?Finally, glancing at his pink-loving twink, Logan was shocked to see how defeated and sad Kieran looked as he stared at the pencil in his hands.Oh no, that won’t do at all.
Reaching deep within himself, he was able to pull up the very last of his reserves to paste a smile on his face. “Hey, Kieran, I was hoping you’d help me pick out the paint colors, fabrics and furniture so I can make up a mood board for Cody and Dylon to get an idea of what the finished spaces will look like. Have you ever seen one?”
Kieran shook his head, still not looking at Logan.
“Uhmm…” Logan said, looking around to see if he could find the one he did for Daniel’s nursery. Locating it, he grabbed it and set it in front of Kieran. “See, once we make our final picks, we’ll copy and paste them onto a foam core board. It’llhelp the client visualize the space. I have already selected some sample books for us to look at but first I really want to hear your ideas because mine might be a little stuffy for teenage boys.”
When Logan disparaged himself, Kieran finally looked up at his mate, exclaiming, “Don’t say that. I saw what you did for Daniel and Jake and Jessica and…and…well it’s just perfecto…simply perfecto. When I saw what you wanted to do for the twins, it melted my heart because it showed how much love you have for them.” Kieran pulled the heavy furniture catalogues over to him and opened the first one to the page Logan had tagged. “Let me see what you’ve already picked out,” he said as he studied the pictures on the page.
Logan could breathe again after Kieran responded and bent over to join him, looking at possible options as each piece was discussed, and then rejected or tagged as a possibility. Lunch came but even through it, Kieran kept up a steady stream of comments and exclamations when he found exactly what he wanted. Logan listened carefully and discovered Kieran had the soul of an artist and a heart big enough to care about all the unknown boys who would live in Logan’s creation. They workedthroughout the afternoon. At one point, Logan glanced up from a page to see Kieran chewing on his bottom lip as he intently compared the measurements for two chairs. He quickly inhaled at the happiness he felt just being close to him.
As the day passed, Logan felt drawn to Kieran’s sheer beauty—long, lush lashes casting shadows on his cheeks, the perfect bow of his upper lip, the full plump bottom one, his small but strong nose, and the vivid blue of his eyes that mesmerized Logan—he marveled at how the sun highlighted Kieran’s hair. When he lifted his hand to brush back hair strands that had fallen across Kieran’s forehead, he realized that somehow, Kieran had snuck under all his defenses and lodged himself in Logan’s heart. Now unable to stop himself, he reached out and touched Kieran, wanting and needing the physical connection it would give him.
Kieran smiled at Logan as he felt his hand brushing his hair back, feeling his body react to his mate’s touch. He pushed his head into Logan’s hand, asking for more?more of his hand?more of everything. The room vibrated with the need of both of them wanting the other. Kieran raised his face, begging for his mate to kiss him.
Logan responded to the unspoken request, lowering his lips to Kieran’s, barely touching them as his tongue ghosted over them, teased by his mate’s taste. Wanting more and unable to stop, Logan continued until his lips devoured Kieran’s in an effort to burn the taste and feel into his brain forever. Swallowing the tiny mewling sounds from Kieran, Logan’s need to possess rose and he thrust his tongue into Kieran’s mouth.
It was just as Kieran imagined Logan’s lips would feel and he couldn’t get enough. He was ready to give himself to his mate?all of him?because Kieran knew his lovefor Logan had filled every nook and cranny of his heart, soul, mind and body. He never knew he would feel this way?the burning desire?the wanton need?the all-consuming craving to be possessed by Logan as only his mate could do.
Before Kieran knew it, he was climbing into Logan’s lap as his mate’s arms welcomed him. Now straddling him, Kieran could feel Logan’s hard and very big cock rubbing against his. Overwhelmed by the pleasure Logan’s cock was giving him, he threw his head back and keened from the intensity of it all as Logan’s tongue traced the line of Kieran’s jaw, engulfing Kieran with a new sensation that surged through his body.
Feeling the need to get closer to Kieran, Logan pulled the sweetest little ass in the world tight to him as he swiveled his hips, giving their cocks the attention they wanted. Moving his hands under Kieran’s mesh top, Logan’s fingers found what they’d been searching for—the tiny pink nipples that had been teasing him all day as they peeked out. Giving each a pinch, then a twist, he heard Kieran cry out as Logan pushed him closer to the edge.
Never having felt this way before, Kieran wanted more; he lifted Logan’s shirt so his hands could touch the bare skin of Logan’s chest. Sliding his hands over Logan’s muscles, he began whimpering at what he found. Never had he wanted to lick something as much as he did now—to run his tongue over every rise and valley his hands had discovered. Kieran’s need rose to a feverish pitch, his mate nipped and licked a sensitive spot behind his ear. Trying to stop the orgasm building within him, Kieran bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood, hoping the pain would be enough to distract his body from the path it was on.
The scent of blood drew Logan to the source of it; his tongue reached out and licked the drops from Kieran’s lip and, as he tasted it, Logan’s cock grew harder, his need reached its pinnacle and his wolf howled with joy. Shocked at his and his wolf’s reaction, Logan drew back, staring at Kieran, unable to believe what his body and wolf were telling him. His eyes roamed over the face he loved, seeing Kieran’s unfocused eyes, darkened with passion, staring back at him as mewling cries of loss rose from Kieran’s chest at the abrupt interruption.
Kieran was his mate, his Fated Mate…but when…why…how did I fall in love with…Wait a minute! Love? I love him? Oh, my fucking gods I love him!Logan’s lips descended once again to his mate’s gorgeous ones?crushing those lips as the desire to be one with his mate rose and filled him.I have a fucking mate
Now tenderly holding Kieran’s face, Logan gentled his kisses as he caressed those perfect pink lips knowing he’d never get enough of them.
Slowly leaning back until he was several inches away, Logan said, in a voice rich with emotion, “Mo anan cara,I can’t believe I found you and yet here you are! Mine! Can you feel it…the tie that binds us?”
Still lost in his need for his mate, Kieran didn’t realize at first that Logan knew they were Fated Mates. But when the lust receded a bit, he stared at his mate, nodding, then said softly, “Yes…I can feel it.”
