Giggling, Alex said, “You got yourself a deal!”
Slapping his mate’s plump ass cheeks, Sawyer grinned at Alex’s moan, causing his cock to harden more. Raising his head slightly, he pressed his lips against Alex’s, gently at first, waiting for a response. His mate wasted no time letting Sawyer know how much he craved it. Deepening the kiss, he pushed his tongue between Sawyer’s lips, seeking another taste of his mate.
Lost in the sensations flooding his body, Alex began thrusting his cock against his mate’s, seeking relief from the need burning inside him. His hands roamed over Sawyer’s body, mapping out every indentation he could reach while his moans were captured by his mate’s mouth where they were promptly swallowed. Sensing his mate’s wolf, Alex’s body went limp, surrendering to the animal who would protect him forever.
Realizing how close his orgasm was, Sawyer broke off the kiss, refusing to give his mate anything less than the claiming he deserved. Hearing Alex’s whimpering complaint, he gave his mate another quick kiss before saying, “Sweetheart, please…not here…I want it to be special for you. Please.”
Blinking his eyes several times, Alex was finally able to clear the lust fog enveloping his body. Regaining his voice, he murmured, “Okay, but only if you promise me nothing will keep you from claiming me tonight.”
Grinning at the gorgeous sight above him, Sawyer replied, “You have my word.”
Nodding, Alex rolled off his mate’s body before sitting up on the edge of the small bed and asking, “Do you want to take a shower with me?”
Laughing at his mate’s suggestion, Sawyer climbed out of the bed. “You have trouble written all over you.” Bending down, he grabbed his pants. “You know as well as I do, your shower is way too small for both of us, not to mention what else would happen if your absolutely gorgeous, naked body was that close to me.” Tugging up his pants, Sawyer grabbed his t-shirt before pulling it over his head. “I’ll be back in fifteen minutes…showered and ready to head out. Is that enough time for you?”
“Yeah…but it would go faster if we washed each other,” Alex said, sticking out his lower lip in a faux pout.
Reaching for it, Sawyer tugged it, before leaning in to give his mate a quick kiss. “Tonight, sweetheart, I promise.” Opening the trailer’s door, he jumped to the ground, before turning around to look at his mate. “If you aren’t ready when I get back, I might be forced to add a little something extra tonight.” Letting loose a low guttural growl, Sawyer smirked at his mate’s reaction before turning and sprinting toward his motorhome.
A shiver ran down Alex’s spine as he watched his mate’s perky, muscled ass disappear into the woods. Closing the door, he stripped off his sleep pants on the way to the shower, picturing Sawyer’s ass flexing as he drove his cock into him. Letting out a loud groan, he grabbed his growing hard-on, slowly stroking it as he turned the hot water on. Alex knew it was going to be a long day before he’d get any satisfaction.
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Drying off after his quick shower, Sawyer threw the towel on the floor, before heading into his bedroom. Quickly glancing at the time, he decided to free ball it, pulling on well-worn jeans. He knew the one he rubbed out in the shower wouldn’t calm his cock for long, so it only made sense to give his junk as much space as possible. Grabbing a backpack from the closet, Sawyer stuffed in a pair of pants, a few t-shirts and some other items including a bottle of lube. Slinging it over his shoulder, he picked up his phone from the nightstand, checking for messages.
Glancing at Hunter’s reply to the text he’d sent last night, he realized he’d jumped the gun by sending it before finding out the whole story. But after finding out the lawyer was the only other one who was aware of what his mate was, dispelled most of his fear. Alex was safe, at least for now. Nevertheless, after checking with his wolf, who Sawyer trusted with his life, he wished he hadn’t let Hunter know about his mate.
Sitting down at the table, Sawyer opened his brother’s message, scanning it quickly.Oh thank the gods, he hasn’t talked to Mac.Frowning at the last sentence, he sat back, thinking about what he should do. The last thing Sawyer wanted was to talk to Jackson and Hunter about Alex; he was sure they’d want to meet him immediately. And Sawyer wasn’t ready to leave Los Angeles before claiming his mate.
His finger hovered over his phone’s keyboard for a moment before quickly typing out a response, praying Hunter would accept his excuse. Then, after sending a few more messages to different people, he looked up the name of the hotel he and Alex would be staying at tonight. After making a room reservation, Sawyerarranged for a few additional items before hanging up. Smiling, he stood, checking to make sure he had everything before heading out to pick up his mate.
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Leaning back in his chair, Glenn concentrated on what they knew so far about Panther before formulating a plan. The capacity to sort through a massive amount of information, retaining only pertinent facts, was an innate ability he could always count on. In this case, there were too many targets, all of them important—which meant they’d have to focus on only one of them at a time. The question was which one would be first.
“Whatcha thinking?” Ghost asked.
“Priorities,” Glenn frowned. “Kill Panther…or find Kevin? If we take out Panther, The Collector will just find someone else to go after Kevin. But, say we do find Kevin before Panther does…how do we keep him safe? He can’t go home because that location has been compromised. And that leads me to his parents…how safe are they? They might be now, but if Panther can’t find Kevin, he’ll go there and try to break them to give up Kevin’s location.” Contemplating that thought a moment, he then turned to Smokey. “I know you told me they don’t know where their son’s at, but do you really believe Panther will accept that and leave them in peace?”
“If he harms them, I’ll kill that son-of-a-bitch.”
“And we’ll be at your side…but the goal is not to have any harm come to them at all, right?”
“If we take out Panther first, we won’t have to worry about his parents,” Ghost said.
“True…and that would also guarantee Smokey would be safe, but as soon as The Collector hears of Panther’s death, he’ll just send someone else.”
“So we killthatfucking person too,” growled Smokey.
“And it’ll never stop if all we’re doing is cutting limbs off the tree because there’ll always be new ones sprouting out to take their place. Money is great fertilizer.”
“Then we need to go for the head of this shitshow…The Collector,” Ghost said.
“Eventually, yes…but it’ll take too long. Right now, Kevin, his parents and Smokey are in danger.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Ghost asked, “Agreed…so enough dicking around. What have you decided?”
“How many cells do you have in your basement?” asked Glenn.
