“Yes, babe, I did. More than once, in fact. The first time I used it was when Dylon was interrogating a waiter at the hotel…that told me where you were being held. During that session, my mind was flooded with everyone’s thoughts, similar to how I feel everyone’s emotions, but Kieran taught me how to search and find the thoughts of the person I wanted to hear. So when I used it the second time, it was easy to weed out all the other thoughts I heard until I found yours. Kieran told me it was like selective hearing…you know, like the TV and radio can be blasting, but a mother hears only her baby.
“Babe, it was amazing,” Dakota went on, “because after using the part of me in you to help you deal with the pain, your thoughts got stronger, I felt you fighting to live until we could rescue you and, even with all that you’d suffered, the love you sent me was so strong it helped me keep our pup safe. Your mother said there would be a time when I would thank the Fates for Shadow Voice and she was right.”
“Itwasamazing. I wouldn’t have made it without you giving me your strength and love.”
“It was indeed…” said Dakota, his words trailing off.
“There’s something else, isn’t there?”
“Yeah, I think so. There’s more to our joined life force than we’ve found out so far, but I don’t know what it is. When I used it to boost your strength, I could tell therewas more to it, but it slipped away because my attention was focused on you.”
“My mom did say there was more for us to discover.”
“She’s right…and I just can’t shake the feeling that the ‘something more’ is about you.”
“Me? Are you sure?” asked Slate.
“I am, but I guess we’ll find out sooner or later.”
“Hey, maybe I’ll get a superpower,” laughed Slate.
Giggling, Dakota said, “Oh yes, I can see it now… Meet Cockman! The biggest, baddest cock in the world…a tool with the power of a high-speed drill…able to…”
Growling, Slate ran his fingers down Dakota’s sides, tickling him. “Making fun of my pleasure tool, eh?”
Wiggling, trying to get away from the merciless fingers, Dakota laughingly gasped, “No! Oh babe…please stop…Iloveyour cock!”
Slate’s fingers moved on to caressing Dakota’s muscles as he murmured in his mate’s ear, “My cock loves your tight little hole and plans on renewing its acquaintance with it tonight.”
Fire ignited in his veins at Slate’s words; Dakota’s cock grew hard picturing his mate’s cock in him and his need rose. Turning his head, Dakota kissed Slate. “Love you so much, babe.”
“Love you too babe, to the ends of the universe and back.”
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On the third day after Slate was rescued, he awoke smiling, his arm draped over Dakota’s waist, his mate’s scent surrounding them. Following Ian’s instructions,most of the previous two days were spent, relaxing, sleeping and—the best part—fucking. Today, though, Slate was eager to spend the day with his mate sightseeing after learning Dakota hadn’t travelled very much.
Rubbing his leg against his mate’s, Slate grinned, recalling the special surprise Dakota had waiting for him after he’d told Slate to take a quick shower. Rushing back to their bedroom, he found a grinning Dakota lying on his back, his legs spread, lazily stroking his cock. And, oh, yes, a thick creamy layer of Bear Bug Ice Cream covering his mate’s chest.
“Hey there good lookin’ whatcha got cooking over here?”
“One fucking hot and sweet mate!” Slate growled, leaping on the bed, his tongue out, ready to lick every last bit of ice cream off his mate before fucking him into the mattress. It was a night to remember—lapping up pools of melting ice cream before putting his cold mouth over Dakota’s hot throbbing cock triggering an explosive orgasm, then thrusting his cock into his mate’s pucker and pounding him until Slate’s seed filled him. Just the thought of it had him moaning again, wanting a sequel soon.
“Good morning, babe,” Dakota murmured, his eyes still closed.
Placing his hand on his mate’s belly, Slate replied, “Good morning my personal ice cream delight. How’s our bean doing this morning?”
“Still growing like a weed,” Dakota said, opening his eyes and stretching, loving the twinges he felt from their lovemaking last night. “What’s on the agenda for today?”
“I thought you’d enjoy seeing Edinburgh today.”
“I’d love that. Have you been here before?”
“Just briefly, when my brother opened his club but I think you’ll love it.”
“So this will be new to you, too?”
“Yup. But I have one thing to take care of before we can go.”
