Hagen, Lynn - Knox [Zeus's Pack 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting ManLove) (10 page)

Trevor hissed when Knox took his manhood into his mouth. His knees fell to the sides as Knox took him down his throat.

Trevor’s eyes blazed, the room turning crimson as Knox worked his throat muscles on Trevor’s cock. He could feel Knox’s tongue working the bundle of nerves under the crown. Trevor was lost in the sensation of euphoric pleasure. Never had a lover ever taken their time to make love to his body this way. It was always meaningless, cold, and detached.

Trevor’s hands spanned over hard muscles. His fingers glided over soft hair as his head rolled back, gasping as Knox worked magic on him. He pulled at Knox’s shoulders, not wanting to come like this. He wanted his shifter buried inside of him when he came.

“Fuck me.” His voice was hoarse.

Knox pulled back and walked over to the bedside to grab the lube. Trevor watched tight ass muscles move as Knox approached the bed. His gums itched to sink into each well-muscled mound. When Knox turned, he salivated at the sheer size of his cock. Trevor had held it in his mouth, had felt it deep inside of him, but to see it jutting so proudly was like looking at a work of art. The head was red and swollen. Trickles of pre-cum leaked and glistened.

His tongue ran over his lips for just one taste. Knox gave him a half smile, and Trevor was panting, lost in that sexual smile. “Ready?”

“Hell yes.” Trevor lay back, spread his legs in invitation, and grabbed his cock as he stroked it for Knox. The shifter dropped down between his legs and lubed his fingers, inserting more than one. The pleasure-pain drove him close to the edge. “Just fuck me.”

Knox hesitated and then nodded, lubing his cock and then spreading Trevor’s legs further apart as he pushed his large cock inside of Trevor’s body. His shaft throbbed as Knox held still, waiting for Trevor’s okay. “Do it.”

Knox growled and pulled Trevor’s legs over his arms, pulling Trevor down and onto his lap. He clung to Knox as his mate moved sensually inside of him. It wasn’t a quick fuck, but a slow-paced love.

Trevor almost wished it was quick and hard. This tender side confused him. Too many raw nerves were being exposed, and he feared that Knox would go back to rejecting him. Trevor’s heart wouldn’t withstand that.

He was giving a side of himself that he had only given to Sammy. Knox had the power to break him down to nothing. Trevor moved with Knox, feeling his dick move in and out as Knox fucked him. He scraped his fangs over Knox’s skin, dying for another taste.

“Go ahead,” Knox breathed heavily.

Trevor sank his fangs into the skin right over Knox’s heart, drinking heavily as Knox thrust hard into him. “Fuck,” Knox cried as he came. He held Trevor tight to his chest, jetting into him.

Trevor sealed the wound and roared his release, his nails biting into Knox’s back as he came. Knox gently lowered him, kissing him around his neck and jaw, his hands combing through Trevor’s hair.

“Come on.” Knox picked him up and carried him to the bed, cuddling him to his chest as they fell asleep.

* * * *

Sammy woke to a whimpering sound. He waited until his eyes adjusted and then scanned the room. His eyes locked onto Knox, who was crying and wrestling with the sheets in his sleep. Sammy crawled over Trevor and laid across Knox’s chest, holding onto his mate with silent comfort as Knox battled his demons.

Knox slowly began to settle, his arms coming up and wrapping around Sammy. He lay there listening to Knox’s heart, hearing it slow its pace. If only he could reach into Knox and dispel his demons. Sammy would do it in a heartbeat.

“Is he okay?” Trevor asked from beside Sammy.

“I don’t know. He’s settling down.” Sammy ran his hand over Knox’s chest, trying to soothe his mate even in his sleep. Trevor’s hand touched his, and Sammy closed his eyes at the contact. Connolly never wanted to cuddle or just hold him, and now he had two men willing to do it. Sometimes it became overwhelming.

He was waiting for one or both to say “Gotcha” and walk away. Sammy held Knox tighter, praying that day never came.

Trevor grinned when Sammy’s stomach growled and snarled. “Sounds like someone didn’t finish his chili.”

“Not with Knox running out of the kitchen like his ass was on fire.” Sammy slid off of Knox and pulled his jeans on. “I’m going to see if there’s any left.”

Trevor tossed the cover back. “I’ll go with you.” Once Trevor had his clothes on, they traveled the halls until they found the kitchen. Sammy dug through the fridge, disappointed that all the chili was gone, but he did find some meatloaf. He popped the container and took a whiff. It smelled all right.

He tossed the plastic bowl into the microwave and took a seat at the table. “So what do you think Knox dreams about?”

Trevor slumped in his chair, which Sammy didn’t think looked right for Trevor. The man was too regal, but not. Sammy was still trying to figure Trevor out. “I think he dreams about things best left in the dark. Don’t pry. It’ll only make him push away from us.”

“I just can’t help feeling like I need to help him, like I should be doing something.” The microwave beeped, and Sammy got up to get his food. He opened and closed drawers until he found a fork. Once he was seated back at the table, he picked the conversation back up. “Is there anything we can do?” he asked as he took a bite of the meatloaf.

“Just be there for him.” Trevor nudged Sammy’s bowl back and forth as he ate, staring at the meat.

“Can you eat food?” It was a valid question, and it made him realize how little he knew about Trevor.

“If I had to, for pretense purposes, although I would become really sick later as my body regurgitated it.”

“
Ew
, thanks for the image.” But it wasn’t enough to make Sammy stop eating. He was starving. He sat there and chewed as he thought about what Trevor said. “Are you sure we can’t help him?”

Trevor sighed and entwined his fingers, laying them on his stomach. “He’s the one that has to face his past.”

Sammy didn’t like it one bit, just like he couldn’t stand the idea of Trevor’s own people trying to kill him. He picked his glass of milk up and took a long swallow, his throat feeling dry and constricted. A lump was forming at the thought of either of them hurting or being hurt.

“Is the meatloaf that good?” Trevor teased, apparently sensing Sammy’s saddened mood.

He grinned and finished eating. The fact that Trevor had the ability to bring him out of his sour mood made him feel closer to him. “It was fantastic.” He got up and crossed the kitchen, setting his bowl in the sink and rinsing it out. Sammy placed the rinsed dishes in the dishwasher and walked back over to Trevor, bending at the waist and kissing him.

“Mmm, you taste delicious, just a hint of basil.”

Sammy chuckled and stood, heading for the door. “Come on, I want to check on Knox.” Trevor followed him out as they made their way back to their room.

Sammy saw one of the soldiers watching him from down the hall and wanted to shout for him to go away. Just because Trevor was a vampire, it didn’t make him a freak.

They both tossed their clothes to the floor and climbed back into bed, Sammy once again draping his body over Knox’s. He propped his chin on his hand, tracing the tattoo on Knox’s neck with his finger. “What do you think this is? I’ve seen it on the men Knox introduced as pack.”

“It’s a sign of slavery,” Knox answered although his eyes were still closed.

Sammy didn’t say anything, waiting for Knox to finish, and he did. “When pack saw it, they knew that we belonged to Jackson. It was a way the Alpha instilled fear into the pack that lived around here.”

Sammy laid his cheek on Knox’s chest, feeling the threat of tears in his eyes. “What were you two up to?” Knox asked as he rubbed his hand over Sammy’s back.

“I was hungry.” Sammy moved around like a cat trying to get comfortable before settling down and then felt himself dozing off with a full belly and a steady heartbeat under his ear.

* * * *

Knox watched the construction crew hard at work. Zeus had asked a few of the soldiers to check on the construction site, just to make sure everything was running smoothly.

He’d left Sammy and Trevor in his bedroom, making sure the curtains were closed tight. Knox had stood there for a moment and watched the two sleep. The instinct to wrap the room in titanium steel to keep any and all out made it hard for him to leave this morning.

Knox noticed Greyson watching him, one of his fellow soldiers. The guy’s eyes were hateful, and a slight pull at his lip told Knox he wasn’t too happy with him. None of the soldiers trusted Greyson. The wolf always seemed to trail behind Jackson instead of resisting his commands.

Quinn caught Knox’s attention, waving and smiling as he jogged over to him. “So, what do you think?” He waved his hands dramatically at the structure.

“It’s a concrete slab with a frame built around it,” he teased, knowing Quinn was looking for approval.

“Duh, I know that. Are you guys housing an army? It’s huge.”

Knox laughed. “Something like that.”

“Oh crap.” Quinn took off just as Dino came around the corner, eyeing Quinn and watching him run back over to his work area. Dino waved at Knox and walked over to Quinn. He hoped the hyper man wasn’t going to get into trouble.

Knox wanted to go back to Sammy and Trevor, but he had to meet with Hunter to make sure things were going well at the hardware store and then meet Sully at Theo’s to go over their plans on how to rid their town of unwanted undead. It tightened Knox’s chest to think of Trevor that way. He’d come to mean more to him than just being a vampire.

Knox shook the thought from his head as he rode into town. Parking his truck in front of Hunter’s Hardware, Knox got out and slammed his truck door a little harder then he meant to. This whole vampire situation was getting to him.

The bell above the door tinkled as he walked into the cool store. Hunter was behind the counter going over receipts. “Hey, Hunter.”

The shifter looked up at Knox and smiled. “How’s it going, Knox?”

“Zeus sent me. He wanted to make sure all was going well with construction and all.” Knox looked around to the semi-depleted stock and figured it must be going pretty well.

“As you can see I need to order more. Tell the Alpha everything is fine.”

“Well, let me know if you need anything.” Knox walked to the door, anxious to get his errands done and back to his men.

“Will do. Thanks for stopping in.”

Knox waved as he let himself out, deciding to walk around to Theo’s since it was such a bright and sunny day. A day Trevor would never enjoy.

The thought stopped Knox in his tracks. How horrible it must be to never know the sun. A new respect filled him for his eternal-darkness mate. Shit must suck.

He chuckled to himself as he kept walking, no pun intended. Knox began to wonder why he had let Trevor drink from him. The thought should have repulsed him, yet it didn’t. It had actually turned him on. And then when Trevor did it, holy fuck, he had shot his load quicker than shit.

Admitting it only to himself, Knox wanted another try at that. He opened the door to loud chatter, televisions blaring sports, and low music in the background. He spotted Sully sitting at the bar and slid onto the stool next to him. Theo came over and took his order.

Grey wolves weren’t like the Timber wolves over in Brac Village. Grey wolves could get drunk off their asses. That wasn’t Knox’s goal, but he did order bourbon.

“So what’s the plan?” Sully asked as he finished off his drink and held his glass up.

“A little early to get shitfaced, don’t you think?”

“I’m cool.”

Knox accepted the drink from Theo and thanked him. He took a sip and turned to Sully. “Whatever the plan, Trevor stays out of it.”