A Lion for Christmas (8 page)

Chapter Six

They all arrived in the foyer to have their formal dinner. Everyone dressed in their traditional clothes of their
Stratum
. Chase had to admit, his mate was fuckin’ hot in his black tuxedo and formal sash of his
Stratum
. If only they had a bit more time.

The rest of the Kings arrived in similar attire, just in different colors. Crispin grinned when Blake and Ian appeared. They apparently were in a hurry as well, since Ian was tucking in his shirt as they walked.

Logan rolled his eyes and then nodded to his father.

“We are so pleased to have you all join us for this meal before hand, if you will all follow me, we will be dining in the Great Hall tonight,” Ryker said. The
Royal Wizard Family
led the way.

Crispin noticed that Sasha was not very happy about something, and she kept glancing back at the Fae King and his Second. Crispin watched as the Fae King held out a hand, as if to ask Sasha to escort her into the dining hall. Traditionally, when one Royal asked another to be their escort, they bowed to one another and linked arms. Crispin put a hand over his mouth and chuckled when Sasha glared at the King, swung around
,
and stalked off.

He wondered if they we having troubles with transporting some of his Warriors. Shaking off the thought, he looked around. The table was beautifully set, and Ian’s parents were already in the room, waiting to greet the Kings, as was tradition.

Crispin and Chase waited and when they stepped up to the couple, Sabrina brushed her cheek across his and then tuned her head down as if she was honoring his title. He grinned and purred his acceptance.

Dinner consisted of foods from every
Stratum
. It was interesting to see what everyone ate, although Crispin passed on the
Troll
dish, it looked a bit like mush with leaves in it. His rare meat was fabulous, as was the
Wizards
Flan dessert. Everyone talked and laughed, the evening was very enjoyable. Even with the
Trolls
making disgusting noises.

The Ball was set to begin and they all waited while Ryker and Bria went out to introduce them. A formality needed to happen. As they began to introduce the Kings, Chase leaned into him and asked, “How did you ask them to introduce us?”

Crispin held his breath,
maybe he had been presumptuous
, he thought when Ryker asked him to include Chase as the King’s New Consort. He looked at his mate and whispered, “King’s Consort.”

“Good, wanted to make sure we were on the same page, big guy!” Chase grinned and looked forward.

They were going to be fine
, Crispin thought and then waited. He grabbed his mate’s hand and felt the spark of mating appear. Tonight would be their first night as mates. Nothing was going to ruin it.

Chase and Crispin dance and talked until they could not take it anymore; they snuck off quietly with Bria and Sabrina smiling at their back as they went.

Crispin smiled as they walked back to their rooms. Tonight had been perfect. Dancing and drinking with their friends. It was the perfect evening, but there was more to come.

The Alpha patted his pocket to make sure the ring was still in there. When they entered Chase’s room, he heard his mate gasp. He had asked Bria to see if one of her
Wizards
could spell the room. He wanted it to look like his Palace suite in the
Shifter Stratum
. She had done an amazing job with his description.

“It is a spell, it will wear off by morning, but I wanted you to see what your new home will be like if you accept the mating call,” Crispin said smoothly.

“Wow, this is so cool,” Chase smiled. “We have a pool table in the suite?”

“Of course, we aren’t barbarians,” Crispin laughed.

“It could have been a dirty hut and I would still have said yes,” Chase whispered.

Crispin led Chase to the bedroom and laughed when Chase commented about the televisions. He had several, to watch sporting events. However, when Chase turned he went down on one knee. Trent told him what to do.

Crispin pulled out the box that had been burning a hole in his pocket. He smiled and asked, “Would you do me the honor of becoming my mate?”

“Oh, hell, yeah!” Chase said as he looked into Crispin’s eyes, not at the ring he was holding.

Crispin laughed and grabbed his mate’s hand. He slid on the silver and platinum ring he had made. He loved how much Chase
wanted him. It was the one thing he couldn’t fake and couldn’t hide. Pushing upward until his lips were just a breath from C
hase’s
ear, he palmed the man’s rigid flesh and squeezed. “I want you,” he murmured seductively.

Chase
groaned
softly as his hips jerked, pushing his cock into his mate’s hips
. “I can’t think when you do that.”

Tracing the outer shell of Chase
’s ear with his tongue, Crispin
continued moving his hand lazily over his body
.
Crispin pulled at his coat and they separated long enough for them to get undressed. Both men watching as the other threw their clothes into the corner. They were too hot for each other to go slow. Chase grabbed Crispin, pulled him back against his naked form, and kissed him deeply before Crispin broke off and once again trailed kisses to his ear.

He reached down between them this time and grasped Chase’s already hard cock into his hand. Chase pushed into his hand and then did the same to his mate.

Crispin sucked Chase’s
lobe into his mouth and bit lightly while dipping his thumb into the slit of
Chase
’s cock simultaneously. The deep shudder he received from his par
tner made him smile as he moved his own hard cock
against
Chase’s hand
.

Chase had
gotten a taste of the passion that lurked inside his man, and he’d known instantly that he’d never be able to get enough of it. “Fuck me, Crispin.”

“Bed
,” Crispin said practically, though
,
he sounded a bit breathless.

If he could think in terms of practicality, then
Chase
obviously wasn’t doing his job correctly.
Chase guided him to the bed and then pushed him back. They landed in a tangle of arms and legs laughing at one another.

Crispin smiled and kissed him deeply again, while Chase pushed and moved until he got the covers pulled back, throwing them over the two of them as they settled on the large pillows that apparently Crispin had in his own room.

Chase relaxed into the kiss once more. They explored each other, and took their time until both of them were breathless with anticipation.
Shimmying beneath the covers
quickly before the man could protest, grabbed his dripping cock by the base, and wrapped his lips around the engorged head. Salty and a little bitter, Crispin’s pre-cum burst over his taste buds, and he moaned longingly around the flesh in his mouth.

Crispin’s thighs bunched and his hips flexed, pushing his cock further into
Chase
’s mouth while his hands found their way beneath the blanket to tangle in his hair. It was a start, but C
hase
was determined to make the man lose control.

Employing every trick in his arsenal, he began a steady rhythm of hand, tongue, lips, and even a light scrape of his teeth until his whole world centered on the gorgeous cock nudging against the back of his throat. He could hear Crispin’s heavy breathing, feel his
cock
pulse against his tongue, and taste the increased flow of pre-cum.

Suddenly, the cover was whipped away, and C
hase
found himself on his back with Crispin hovering over him before he even knew what was happening.
Two
slick fingers found their way between his cheeks. Without preliminaries, they pushed right in to his hungry, quivering hole. He guessed Crispin had found the little gift he’d left under his pillow.
Just call me the lube fairy.

“Is this what you wanted?” Crispin growled into his ear. He pumped hard and fast before adding a third finger. His mouth crashed down on C
hase
’s, rough and demanding, muffling his cries of pleasure.

Then those long, talented fingers were gone, leaving C
hase
feeling empty and needy. Before he could protest, though, Crispin jerked his leg up, winding it around his hip, and pushed into his loosened hole in one swift plunge. C
hase
barely noticed the burn as his body exploded, a maelstrom of intense pleasure battering against him.

Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, he bit down until he tasted blood so as not to scream at the ecstasy overwhelming him. He’d never been filled so completely before. His inner walls stretched and strained, wrapping around Crispin’s invading length and squeezing. Instead of pulling out, Crispin grinded his pelvis against C
hase
’s, rocking his hips in small, tiny nudges that sent C
hase
out of his mind at the unrelenting prodding of his prostate.

It was too much. There was absolutely no way one person could experience as much pleasure as he was receiving and still live. So, he did what anyone in his position would do. He grabbed Crispin around t
he neck, jerked him down so
their lips met once more, and begged for more.

Their damp bodies slid together, rubbing his aching cock between their abs and setting his blood on fire. Each time Crispin pushed forward, C
hase
arched up to meet him. When his lover retreated, C
hase
contracted his muscles, trying to keep him inside.

Still buried to the root inside, Crispin wrapped C
hase
in his arms and sat back on his heels, pulling him into his lap. One arm stayed around C
hase
’s waist while the other fisted in his hair, pulling his head back on his shoulders and exposing his neck. With his center of gravity shifted and having no leverage, Crispin had little choice but to curl himself around his
mate
and accept every glorious thing he did to him.

That strong, muscled arm tightened around his hips, lifting him easily and dropping him over Crispin’s slick cock, impaling him over and over until C
hase
could barely breathe. Crispin’s teeth grazed down the curve of his throat. His tongue glided back up the same path, soothing the slight sting.

Their warm, panted breath mingled as they undulated together in the dark, each chasing his orgasm. C
hase
clutched at his lover’s slick shoulders, digging his fingers in and dragging them down Crispin’s back. Crispin responded by thrusting hard and jerking C
hase
down on his cock while his long, strangled groan vibrated against the side of Crispin’s neck.

Their pace quickened, the need for release too great to be ignored any longer. When his spine tingled and his
cock
swelled, heralding his impending climax, Crispin grabbed a fistful of C
hase
’s hair and slammed their lips together. Releasing his hold on his partner’s back, he reached between them and palmed his throbbing
cock
, jerking himself in lightning-fast strokes as he moaned and whimpered into Crispin’s open mouth.

Just when he thought he couldn’t last for another second, C
rispin
yanked his mouth away and gave him the final push over the edge. “Come for me, C
hase
.” A finger slid down his crease and curled, pushing into his clenching hole alongside Crispin’s cock, and fireworks exploded behind Crispin’s closed eyelids.

His next breath caught in his chest, and he shuddered hard as hot, sticky ropes of cream splashed between them, covering Crispin’s clenching abs. Pumping fast and shallow through his own release, Crispin clutched
Chase
to him and growled as he filled
Chase
’s tunnel with reams of molten lava.

Crispin put his lips to his throat again and bit down and marked Chase, his mate groaned and said, “Yes.”

Chase felt another orgasm rise and release again as Crispin purred into his neck. Chase began the
Wizard
mating. At the beginning he felt his mate’s cock get hard again inside him, and when they finished he exploded again groaning.

Neither of them moved for a long time afterward, content to just sag together while they tried to catch their breath and slow their heart rates. “Do you think anyone heard us?” Crispin asked, though he sounded completely unconcerned about the answer.

“I
don’t care
.” C
hase
winced as he felt Crispin’s cock slip from his hole and cum dripped down the backs of his thighs. He really hadn’t thought this out very well. The bathroom was on the other side of the room, and he was going to have to parade naked right past the sofas to get to it. Giving in to the inevitable, he sighed and climbed out of Crispin’s lap. “Let’s get cleaned up.”

“I’ll wait here. Just bring me back a washcloth.”

“Asshole,” C
hase
shot back.

Crispin just chuckled and pushed to his feet, giving C
hase
a smack on his backside to get him moving. “You’re such a sweet-talker.”