Dagon's Ride [Brac Pack 19] (10 page)

It’s just that…it’s hard.”

Dagon reminded himself once again of the internal struggle his mate was going through. Hearing the words would have been nice, though.

“I do, you know?”

He would take that if that’s all Taylor could give him right now.

Sex was one thing, but exposing himself emotionally was a much larger step, one his mate wasn’t ready for. Dagon walked Taylor backward, kissing those tempting and plump lips along the way. He slipped a hand behind Taylor’s back, running it up and down his spine.

Taylor tilted his head back, opening for Dagon and his explorations. Dagon reached up to touch Taylor’s face, cupping his jaw as he kissed him slowly, softly. He wanted his mate to know exactly how he felt. It was Taylor who broke the kiss, pushing Dagon’s shirt up. He lifted his arms, allowing Taylor to take it the rest of the way off.

“You have a nice body,” Taylor admitted while blushing.

Dagon thought the colored cheeks only added to the appeal of the sexiest looking man he’d ever laid eyes on. He kissed each one, the color deepening. “Thank you.”

A thought occurred to Dagon. He took a step back and locked eyes with Taylor. “You’re about to have sex with a
man
. I’m going to
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fuck that tight ass of yours, and hopefully you’re going to suck my cock. You do realize this, right?” He prayed saying it out loud would stop his mate from freaking out afterward.

Taylor turned seven shades of red as he nodded. “I know.” Dagon pulled Taylor’s shirt up and off, latching onto one of his nipples. Taylor moaned as his head fell back, grabbing Dagon’s hair while pushing his chest closer to Dagon’s mouth. He nipped and then kissed, finally blowing a puff of air at the wet skin, watching in wonderment as the nipple peaked and pebbled. Dagon kissed across Taylor’s sternum and then latched on to the other one.

Taylor pulled his hair harder, a whimper escaping his lips as Dagon sucked the skin into his mouth. He unsnapped Taylor’s jeans while playing with the brown circles, pushing at the waistband to free Taylor’s cock.

Taylor’s hips snapped, and Dagon glanced down. Taylor’s erection was so hard, it lay against his lower abdomen. Glistening drops of pre-cum were welling up and spilling over to make the most erotic sight as his mouth watered to taste his mate.

Dagon eased Taylor down, pulling his shoes, socks, and then his jeans off. He circled the crown with his tongue, greedily drinking the moisture that was escaping. Taylor swiveled his hips, pushing his cock deeper into Dagon’s mouth. He opened, taking in what his mate was giving, enjoying that taste of salty flesh against his tongue.

“Wait,” Taylor croaked. “I don’t want to come that way.” Dagon knew what his mate was talking about and didn’t hesitate to crawl between his legs. After lubing and stretching him, Dagon sank deep. He watched in fascination as Taylor’s hole stretched around him. What a glorious sight. It was if his mate was made solely for him.

He grabbed Taylor’s hips, pulling the smaller man to him as he thrust back and forth. “I love you,” he repeated with a grunt. His balls were drawing up quickly, and he knew he wouldn’t be holding out much longer. Reaching around, he grabbed Taylor’s cock and
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matched the stroke to his set tempo while his mate’s back arched.

Taylor was close as well.

“Come for me,
cachorro
.” Dagon’s hand became warm in seconds, Taylor crying out his name. Dagon gave a few more thrusts before feeling his seed leave his body and spurt into Taylor’s tight grip.

“Fuck.” Dagon’s sweaty body collapsed, pulling Taylor along with him. He spooned his mate, nuzzling his neck while enjoying the afterglow of sex. This time Taylor didn’t have a meltdown. His mate cuddled further into Dagon’s arms, sighing heavily, and then yawned loudly.

“Sleepy?”

“Uh-hum.” Taylor turned, pulling his arms up to his chest as he burrowed under Dagon. He petted his mate’s hair and back, wondering how Taylor managed to come to terms with who he was. It didn’t set right with him if someone else helped his mate, but grateful that Taylor was finally accepting it. O nce Taylor fell asleep, Dagon gently pulled free and tucked the covers around his mate.

He pulled his jeans on and then his T-shirt. “Panahasi,” he called quietly into the shadowed corner of their bedroom.

Two eyes blazed with fire at him, but Dagon was becoming used to the freaky sight. “Now what?” the demon asked as he emerged from the shadowy doorway of another realm. This, Dagon assumed, was what was going on when the man appeared.

“I don’t know whether to thank you or punch you for tonight.” The large man shrugged, taking a few steps toward the soft, cushioned chair that sat on one side of the room, and took an uninvited seat. “They asked me, not the other way around. Would you prefer I told them no and allowed them to take Taylor to a human club?”

“Where exactly did you go?” This had been on Dagon’s mind, but he had pushed it aside when lust overtook him. Now he wanted answers.

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“A realm club, he was safe. The Demon Warriors were all present and watching over them, including myself.”

“Exactly what are you and the
Demon Warriors
?” Panahasi studied him for a moment before answering Dagon’s question. “We are an elite group of warriors sent out to find those demons who have gone bad. We also help the half breeds who have unlocked their demons and help to protect themselves while they struggle with their new demon.”

“Demons gone bad?” That was a paradox if he ever heard one.

“Aren’t you guys inherently bad by nature?”

“A big misconception.” Panahasi waved a hand in front of him.

“We live like all breeds, wanting families, mates, and a place to safely live.”

Dagon absorbed this, not sure how much to believe. He was a demon after all. The son of a bitch could be blowing smoke up his ass for all he knew. Dagon stayed close to his bed, his protective mode in full force as his mate slept. “And what of Taylor?”

“As one of my warriors, Hondo, told him, he may be immortal.

He may not. It all depends on his strengths and weaknesses as a half demon and the entity that resides in him now.” Panahasi stood, glancing at Dagon and then at the shadows of the room. “His mother is imprisoned now. He’s safe and has somewhat accepted who he is.

My services and my men are no longer required. Nice meeting you, Dagon Santiago. Take care of him.” With that being said, Panahasi bowed and walked into the darkened corner.

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Chapter Seven

Taylor stared at the sleeping man next to him. Dagon was really quite handsome in a rugged sort of way. His skin sizzled every time his mate spoke with that thick accent of his.

He traced the thick veins that ran the length of Dagon’s biceps, thinking of the cookout Maverick had announced they were having this evening. The event was to take place tonight, so Gabby and Josh could enjoy it as well. The Alpha had said it was an end of summer event he wanted to become a tradition in their household.

They found out that Gabby and Montana’s son, Nevada, was immune to the sun’s rays, which was a relief to both fathers. How they found out wasn’t said, and Taylor hadn’t asked.

Taylor still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that a man had given birth. Two of them to be exact, and Heaven was pregnant again.

He learned that Josh was now capable. Taylor smiled at the possibility of being an uncle. Although Brad had a bunch of kids running around, none of the women stuck around long enough for either Josh or him to connect with their nieces and nephews. If Josh gave birth, the babe would be raised right under this roof. This excited Taylor. He loved little kids.

The only part that sucked was the fact Josh had taken a five-year birth control shot. Maybe by the time it wore off, his brother would have changed his mind.

Taylor pulled his hand back when Dagon shifted around, pulling him close to that big expansive chest. Taylor leaned in, using his mate’s strength for comfort. He liked that Dagon was much larger
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than him. Although he wasn’t helpless, Taylor liked the feeling of being protected.

“Good morning,
cachorro
.” Dagon nuzzled his neck. Taylor leaned in, feeling freer than ever before now that he didn’t let that voice tear into him. His hand went back to admiring the large muscle on Dagon’s arm, the pads of his fingers exploring and appreciating the beauty as his mate caressed his back.

“Are you feeling okay?” Dagon kissed his forehead, each closed eyelid, and then his nose before taking his mouth. What a way to wake up. Taylor let go, allowing the enjoyment to run through him.

“I am now,” he breathed out when he broke the kiss. “I love you.” He smiled, finally having the nerve to say it.

Dagon growled, pushing Taylor further under him. He felt the hard shaft tapping at his belly, letting him know exactly what Dagon planned to do. Taylor wiggled around, smiling up at Dagon as he freed his legs and wrapped them around his mate’s thick waist, barely managing to get his ankles locked.

“And what does my
cachorro
want on this bright and beautiful morning,
hmm
?” Dagon kissed his way down Taylor’s neck, making him almost forget what the question was.

“You.”

“I can do that.” Dagon added lube to his cock and sank into Taylor, already stretched from the night before.

Taylor cleared his throat and made the best monkey sound he could muster. Dagon stilled and stared down at him with confusion written all over his face. “Is this a demon thing?”
Oh my fucking god, I’m going to kill Josh
. Taylor grabbed a pillow and shoved it over his face, humiliated to the point that he wanted to crawl under a rock somewhere. He shook his head at Dagon, feeling the burn creep up his neck and across his face.

Dagon tugged at the pillow, and Taylor finally released it, throwing his arm over his eyes so Dagon couldn’t see his face.

“Taylor?”

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“
Josh!
That’s who. I’m going to kill him. He told me I had to scream like a monkey when having anal sex with a man!” To add to his mortification, Dagon threw his head back and burst out a loud and booming laughter that rang off of the walls. His left hand went to his side as his right landed on the mattress, bent over and laughing so hard he was crying.

Taylor grabbed the pillow and started beating Dagon with it. “S–

Sorry.” Dagon tried to get out but started laughing even harder.

Taylor pushed himself up, freeing Dagon’s cock from his ass as he rolled away.

“Come here, don’t be mad.” Dagon pulled Taylor back onto the bed, wiping his eyes with his free hand. “It was…cute.” Dagon began to laugh again.

Taylor cuffed the back of his mate’s head. “No, it wasn’t.” Dagon pulled in a deep breath, trying to still the laughter that kept bubbling up. “Do it again.”

“No.” Taylor pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. He couldn’t stay mad long. It wasn’t Dagon’s fault Josh had tricked him into making an ass out of himself, but Dagon could find less humor in it.

Taylor thought about what he had just done, a smile breaking across his face. “That was funny,” he admitted after the initial embarrassment wore off.

“Yeah, it was.” Dagon narrowed his eyes. The previous look of desire was back, and Taylor’s toes curled in.

“Can I try again?”

“Try what?” Dagon asked as he pulled Taylor back onto the bed.

“To suck you.” There went the face burning again. Taylor ducked his head at what he had just said, hoping Dagon’s laughter didn’t return. His mate grabbed the sheet, wiping away the lube from his cock before nodding.

This time Taylor took it slow. He studied the engorged shaft in front of him, dipping his fingertip into the moisture leaking from the head and placed it on his tongue. It was salty and bittersweet. He
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leaned forward, sticking the tip of his tongue out and tasting it firsthand. He smiled when the cock jumped, obviously enjoying what Taylor was doing.

His lips wrapped around the head, sucking at the soft skin and letting his tongue explore the thick veins and the opening at the top.

Holding the base, he pushed Dagon’s cock further into his mouth, stretching his lips wide as he tried his best to conquer the beast.

“Taylor.” Dagon moaned, running his hands over Taylor’s hair, massaging his scalp. Taylor palmed his sac, rolling it around in his hand as he sucked up and down the heavily veined cock.

“That’s it, baby.”

Taking Dagon’s words as a sign that he was doing a good job, Taylor began to pump the cock in his hand, wanting to taste his mate’s seed. It was a drive in him now, a goal he was striving to achieve.

“I’m close,
cachorro
,” Dagon warned, trying to pull back, but Taylor wasn’t having that. He was going to prove that he could do this. He locked his lips into a tight suction and swallowed the cock further into his mouth, jacking the shaft for all his worth.

“Taylor!” Dagon shouted as hot cum filled Taylor’s mouth, he swallowed every last drop. Pulling Dagon’s cock from his mouth, Taylor wiped his face and looked up at Dagon from under his lashes.

“My turn, beautiful.” Dagon pushed him to the mattress, swallowing him to the root. Taylor bucked and keened as Dagon sucked him off with the experience Taylor lacked. He stiffened and cried out as he came, his body jerking with his release.

Dagon licked any remnants and then kissed his way up Taylor’s body, stopping at his mouth and sharing the taste. Taylor smiled into Dagon’s mouth, feeling happier than he had in a very long time.

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Taylor helped set the tables in the backyard, unable to keep the grin off of his face every time he looked over at Dagon. His mate winked at him as he talked with a few other warriors.

For the first time in Taylor’s life, he was in love. It hit him this morning when he stared into his mate’s eyes. He couldn’t imagine a life without him.