Spewing his sip of beer over the table at what came out of Kieran’s mouth, Logan said, “Babe, you need to warn me when you say stuff like that. What’s the ‘Cum and Bite Me club’? And what does Dylon’s mom have to do with it?” His mate grabbed a bunch of napkins and wiped the beer off their table. Looking at his mate closely, Logan saw that Kieran’s smile was full of merriment and the twinkle in his eyes told him that his mate was enjoying this immensely.
“It all started with Theo and Norman. They didn’t know what a gay club was and I felt they needed to go to one, you know, rites of passage and all that, but they were so leery, so I came up with this fabulous idea of showing them what it was by setting up a kind of dummy-like one but with the lasers and strobes and the music. It just didn’t have a bar. The day Cody assigned me to Zane, I told him what I had in mind and he helped me set one up in his computer room. Well Zane and I were trying it out, you know bumping and grinding…” Kieran stopped abruptly as Logan’s low growl sent shivers up his spine.Holy shit balls, that sound is going to be the death of me yet.
Chapter 27
Kieran’s face was filled with lust and his vivid blue eyes had darkened as he pictured what he wanted Logan to do to him. Lost in that image, he never heard their food arrive, nor being asked if anything else was needed.
Smirking as he saw Kieran’s reaction, Logan was satisfied his mate wasn’t thinking of dancing with Zane anymore. Giving a quick glance to their server who’d brought their order, he thanked her and sent her on her way. His eyes went back to his mate. “Tell me more about the Cum and Bite Me club, babe,” he growled, adding, “and eat up. I want my surprise.”
Hearing the voice that was deliciously tormenting him, Kieran focused on the source of it, groaned and then closed his eyes in an effort to stop himself from leaping over the table and fucking his mate. The source of his lust removed from his sight, he was able to control his desires and focus on what Logan was saying. Sniffing the food on the table, Kieran looked down and grinned, for there in front of him was the cottage pie he dreamt of during the endless, hungry days with Arald. Taking a bite, he moaned. Licking his spoon, he had to have another bite. With everything else forgotten for the moment, Kieran concentrated on savoring his surprise.
Logan’s cock was hard and ached from being confined in tight pants as he watched his mate eat his food as if he were making love to it. The moans, the blissful face, the licking of the spoon and…holy fuck…the tiny smacking of his lips drove Logan near the edge.How could I forget taking Kieran out to eat was a bad idea?Forcing himself to look away, he reached down and nudged his cock, hoping to relieve the pressure, and then, picking up hisspoon, he concentrated on his food, trying to ignore all the lustful images in his mind.
“Perfecto!” Kieran said as he finished. “Just perfecto! I wish Theo and Norm were here, so they’d see I was telling them the truth about cottage pie being the best dish ever. They didn’t believe me, but this would prove I was right. What do you think? Thanks for the best surprise ever! I always wanted to go to a pub and eat this but never got a chance. How did you know I wanted to do this? Hey, can you read my mind? Not that it would bother me if you could because it would certainly come in handy while we were fucking…if you catch my drift.” Kieran paused to drink his beer, then, peering over his glass, said, “Have you ever rimmed anyone? I never had that done, but I want it. Would you do it to me?”
For the second time that night, Logan’s beer sprayed the table as his mate firmly planted a picture of Kieran on his hands and knees, cheeks spread by Logan’s hands as his tongue laved and fucked his mate’s pink pucker. Setting his beer down to grab some more paper napkins, he said, “Babe, please stop doing that to me. My jeans are in danger of splitting and I’m two cock throbs away from taking you right here…and I don’t think that’s a good idea, if you catchmydrift.”
Grinning sassily, Kieran replied, “Oh, I can see the headlines now…Cute Twink Devoured By Big Bad Wolf.”
Booming laughter echoed through the pub as Logan lost any hope of keeping a low profile. The ‘headline’ was just too close to what he wanted to do to his pink-loving twink sitting there, so proud of himself. Getting himself under control, he said, “Babe, please, I think these finepeople don’t need anything more to talk about. Now, finish telling me about the club you want.”
Glancing around and seeing everyone had turned their attention to the soccer game on TV, he leaned forward, with deviltry in his eyes and said, “The Cum and Bite Me club was just temporary to show Theo and Norm, but then Miss L thought it was a great idea for her and Frankie but wanted different music and it just exploded. I showed it to Cody and Dylon and they were all for it and got approval from Alpha Jackson, but he didn’t want it in Cody’s home for gay boys, so he said he’d pick a different spot and email you the location. Did you get the email? Cody said I could design the interior, but I had to work with you and that made me happy…now more than ever. You don’t mind if I design the interior, do you? I’m not stepping on your toes or anything like that, am I? Oh shit! My bad! If you want to do it, that’s fine with me.” Kieran stopped, his eyes filled with worry as he nibbled his bottom lip. He never thought of how his mate would feel about him doing the design.
Logan reached over, freeing Kieran’s bottom lip, and said, “Mo anan cara, I think it’s a great idea and I’m eager to see what you come up with. I’m impressed with your talent for style and design not to mention your color sense. I would be honored to work with you on it but only if you take the lead.”
The smile that would forever keep his darkness away lit up the room with its brightness as Kieran began to bounce in his seat. “Oh, thank you so much, you have no idea what this means to me. This will be my first job and I can’t wait to get started and to work with you is the bestest thing ever. Did you get the email? Do you know what room it will be? I wonder how big it is? Why aren’tyou looking for the email? Oh fuck, don’t tell me! The Alpha changed his mind. No, I mean it…don’t tell me. I want to dream a little more before…why are you laughing at me?”
“Babe, Jackson didn’t change his mind. I read his email while I was on the plane, but I didn’t understand what he was talking about. I’m guessing he thought you had already told me because the email only gave the location. Is that my surprise?”
Grinning happily again, Kieran said, “No silly, that’s not for you. Well it is but not really, if you catch my drift. No, my surprise is two parts…the first part, we have to go to Dublin. Oh shoot, look, they are getting ready to sing.”
“Why don’t we stay for a little while?” asked Logan. “Will that be okay for what you want to do?”
Kieran thought for a second, then nodded, “Yup, but what about the picnic you planned?”
Logan laughed. “It’ll keep. Now tell me why you want to play the…what did you call it…?”
“My Shaman taught me how to play a lot of instruments but the bodhrán was my favorite. Oh listen, this is the funniest song…” The singer began, and Kieran joined in:
Oh, as I went home on Monday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her
“Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be?”
Logan hummed along at first but when he’d heard the chorus a few times, he lustily joined in. He watched with fascination as Kieran’s joy came through every note he sang. How could his mate have so much joy after what he'd survived in his life? Humbled, Logan realized what the Fates had given him and he renewed his pledge to them that he would always take care of his mate—and protect the precious gift he'd received. By the fourth verse, Kieran was sitting with the musicians, playing the bodhrán, and Logan looked lovingly at his mate. With his voice singing loudly, Kieran tapped his foot in timeto the beatwhile his hand struck the instrument.Holy fuck, he is so fucking gorgeous!Logan’s eyes never left Kieran as he joined in on the choruses.
Handing the drum back to its owner with a ‘Go raibh maith agat,’ the traditional Gaelic ‘thank you,’Kieran returned to Logan. “That was fantastic! I always wanted to do that but c’mon, chop, chop! Time to give you my surprise,” he said, grabbing Logan's hand and pulling him out of the booth. Once outside, he ordered his mate into the car, so Kieran could talk to the driver in private. After everything had been arranged, he climbed in, sat on Logan’s lap and gave him a kiss. “Thank you,macushla,that was the best surprise I ever got!”
