“No, no, Oracle, don’t worry about that,” Jackson said, “I’m sure my brother will tell me. When are you leaving?”
“As soon as I kiss the grandpups good-bye,” Oracle said, smiling.
“Steel is with them, trying to stop Jake from putting everything he sees into his mouth,” said Jackson.
“Ahh, yes,” Oracle chuckled, “Slate was just like Jake when he was that age.”
Rising, Jackson held out his hand, helping Oracle up. “Well, that makes sense since Slate still loves sampling everything when Dakota’s cooking. Let’s go see how successful my mate’s been with Jake.”
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Shutting the bedroom door behind him, Carson stared at Remy standing next to the bed, the itch to touch him growing until it could no longer be denied. His eyes slowly wandered down his mate’s body, memorizing every inch of it before growling, “I’ve waited an eternity for you…I give you all of me…now and until the stars no longer shine in the night sky…there will never be a day I won’t protect you…never be a day I won’t strive to make you happy…never a day, my love will not be yours. Please take my heart and soul, knowing I give them to you willingly and gladly, binding us together so we become one.”
Reaching for his mate’s hand, Carson lifted it to his lips, kissing it before leaning in to brush his cheek against Remy’s, relishing the feeling of their scruffs rubbing against each other. Then, dropping down, he licked thethrobbing pulse in his mate’s neck, eliciting soft whimpers that wrapped around Carson’s heart before hardening his cock. Gripping Remy’s biceps, Carson slid his fingers down them until they touched his mate’s hands, lifting them to his mouth, smothering them in kisses.
“You are beautiful, both in body and soul, and I’m so proud to be your mate,” Carson murmured, gazing at Remy. “All these years, I dreamed of who my mate might be, but none of those visions ever came close to reality.” Releasing his grip on Remy’s hands, Carson began to unbutton his mate’s black lace shirt slowly, his eyes watching as more and more of Remy’s chest appeared. When the last button was undone, he pulled the shirt apart, inhaling eagerly when his mate’s dusky, pink nipples appeared. Bending forward, Carson licked one before sucking it into his mouth, lightly biting as it hardened. Moans echoed through the room as he moved to the other nipple. Taking his time, he licked and sucked and nibbled until Remy’s nipples were red and swollen.
Lifting his head, Carson moved up to lick his mate’s chin before sliding his tongue along Remy’s neck, finally stopping at his ear. “You are not allowed to touch yourself,” he murmured, his low voice eliciting more whimpers as Remy’s body vibrated with need.
Straightening up, Carson slowly began to take his mate’s shirt off, lightly stroking Remy’s golden skin as more of it became visible. When he finished, he gazed at the beautiful man before him, relishing the curvature of his lightly-defined muscles and patch of black chest hair, before dropping down to the bulge in Remy’s pants, Carson reached out, cupping and gently squeezing it, smiling when he heard deep moans from his mate, encouraging him to explore the hardness confined within.
“Please, Carsy, please…” Remy begged, his hands fisted at his side.
“Soon, my lover…soon,” Carson crooned, as he gave Remy’s bulge a few rubs before removing his hand and unsnapping his mate’s tight leather pants. He smiled at his mate’s swift intake of air as he began to slowly slide the zipper down, eventually prompting Remy’s thick, hard cock, to pop out like a jack-in-the-box. “Oh, naughty…so naughty,” he growled, when he saw Remy wasn’t wearing anything else.
Sliding his hand over the oozing tip of Remy’s cock, he spread the clear fluid around and down the turgid rod before stroking it a few times. Then, removing his hand, he reached around, using both of them to give each of his mate’s plump and muscled cheeks a hard squeeze, before moving in and grinding his groin against Remy’s cock. Growling when his mate threw back his head in response, exposing his beautiful, long neck, Carson was unable to resist licking it; his tongue blazed a wet trail up to his mate’s chin before he lightly nipped it, drawing more whimpers from his mate.
Drawing back, Carson hooked his thumbs into the sides of his mate’s half-lowered leather pants, slowly inching them down further, stopping when he reached the top of Remy’s thighs. Dropping his hands, he stepped back, gazing at perfection; a cock, quivering and dripping, pointing at him as if it knew where it could find its pleasure, balls drawn up begging for relief, Remy’s chest heaving in need, and his lips, puffy and rosy, demanding to be ravished again.
“Look at me,” Carson growled, waiting until Remy’s lust-filled eyes found his. “Now and until the end of time, I will carry this picture of you in my mind, heart, and soul, etched there as a constant reminder of how lucky Iam to be your mate.” Keeping his eyes fixed on Remy’s, Carson slowly sank to his knees, pulling his mate’s pants all the way down until, after removing his mate’s shoes, they slipped off. Then Carson moved his mate’s legs apart, before sucking one of his balls into his mouth. Laving it with his tongue, he rolled it around before moving on to the other one, finally letting it fall free. He then buried his nose in the curly hair at the root of his mate’s cock, deeply inhaling Remy’s seductive, musky scent.
“Need…Carsy…I need,” Remy cried out, his fingers threading through his mate’s hair. “Please…I need…”
Seeing his mate’s eyes blown wide with desire, Carson gripped his mate’s cock, brushing the tip against his scruff as he listened to his mate’s whines of frustration. Sticking out his tongue, he licked the tip, scooping up the clear, dripping drops, groaning as his mate’s flavor exploded in his mouth. Wanting more, needing more, Carson wrapped his lips around the head, running his tongue under the ridge, feeling Remy’s cock throb in response to the teasing.
When Remy’s fingers fisted his hair, Carson took his mate’s cock in deeper, laving it with his tongue before pulling back, his lips hugging it as it slid through them. Tonguing the slit, Carson sucked in more of Remy’s taste, before sinking down again until the tip was buried in his throat. Swallowing around it, he felt his mate’s legs shake as more whimpers and moans filled the room.
Slipping a finger behind Remy’s sack, Carson lightly rubbed around his hole, before pressing in. Excited at his mate’s response, Carson began moving, using both his hand and his mouth to pleasure his mate. Licking, stroking, sucking, swallowing, up and down, varying the speed, the thrusts, the tightness, until Remy was soenraptured, he began speaking in tongues—incomprehensible words streaming from his mouth.
Allowing saliva to dribble onto his finger as he sucked his mate, Carson then pressed it into his mate’s hole, finger-fucking him in time to the sucking and bobbing he was doing, feeling Remy’s cock grow yet larger in his mouth. As he deep-throated his mate’s cock with ever-stronger strokes, Carson’s finger brushed over Remy’s gland in rhythm with his mouth, fueling the fire inside his mate— making him his, forever.
“Now, Carson, now!”Remy screamed, his body stiffening, his hands grabbing his mate’s head, his hips jerking forward, his cock burrowing deeper into his mate’s throat, waves of cum cascading from it. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, emptying his balls—now drawn up deep in his body—until there wasn’t a drop left to give. When it was over, Remy found himself in Carson’s strong arms, sighing as they wrapped around him, hugging him close to the man who’d just changed him forever.
Chapter 25
Slowly coming down from his orgasm, Remy clung to his mate, listening to Carson’s heart beating out a steady rhythm. And when his own heart matched the beat, he tilted his face up, gazing at the person who’d filled it with love. The loneliness holding his heart prisoner since his parents died had been vanquished and he could breathe freely again.
Now Remy knew he was exactly where he belonged. And at that moment, feeling Carson’s strength and resolve, Remy’s fear of the future drained from him; not only did he feel loved, but also safe.
Smiling tenderly down at his mate, Carson murmured, “Hey, there.”
“Wow!” whispered Remy.
“Definitely wow,” Carson replied, his voice low and growly. Running his hand over Remy’s skin, he felt tiny shocks piercing him. “Do you feel that?”
“What? The magic?” Remy asked.
“Magic?” Carson said. “Yours? Is that what’s causing the sparks I feel when I touch you?”
