Jared Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (14 page)

“You saw me that day?” Jared thought he’d been too far out in the field to be seen.

“I could see your face, your eyes, but then I saw the way you licked your lips.” Easton looked down then back up into Jared’s eyes. “In my class on attraction, the teacher said that sometimes men lick their lips when they see a man they are truly enamored of.”

“Really?” Jared could believe it. Every time he saw Easton he had an insane urge to lick his lips and clutch his hand to his cock.

“Yes. Do you think that’s true?”

“I do.” Jared moved a bit closer and examined Easton’s neck.

“You can turn on the light and look if you want. I won’t be upset.” Easton willingly bared his neck, and Jared felt a rush of longing shoot from his brain down to his cock.

“I have to be honest.”

Easton nodded and clearly braced himself for the worst.

“I don’t want to look so much as I want to bite.” Jared reached out and stroked his fingers over Easton’s neck. But rather than touch the side that his master had marked, he reached for the other side. “I want to taste you.”

“Are you sure?” Easton sounded hesitant but hopeful.

“I’m very certain.” Jared moved closer and embraced Easton. Resting his head on his shoulder, he kissed and spoke against the spot on his neck right above his vein. “I want to bite into you and mark you as mine.”

Easton let out a whimper that hardened Jared’s prick.

“Is that what you want?” Jared didn’t want to push him, not after he’d made such a mess of things.

“I want. Oh, I want.” Easton turned and pushed Jared down onto the couch. “I want you.” He straddled Jared’s hips and kissed him as if he could bind them together with their mouths alone.

Jared surrendered and let his passionate mate kiss him and grind his body against his. Eventually, the blanket fell away and then Easton got to work on Jared’s pants.

“I can’t get them to come apart!” Frustrated, Easton was now tugging on the pants rather than trying to undo the fasteners.

“Whoa! Let me have a go at them before you tear them apart. Remember, we’re trying to conserve our resources.”

Easton grinned. “Right. But I want you now.”

“We should have McBride here. We need a witness for the ritual.”

Easton bit his bottom lip and then grinned.

“What?”

“That was the old way.”

“It was?”

Easton nodded as he helped Jared pull his pants down and off. “The world has changed. You and I should be able to bond to one another without anyone sticking their nose in it.” Easton extended his back and looked over at Caleb’s house. “Besides, I don’t think McBride is finished with Caleb.”

Jared didn’t care what was going on with Caleb, McBride, Jonas, or anyone else on the farm. He had found his mate, lost him through his own ignorance and arrogance, only to get him back. He was grateful for all that he had, and Jared was going to do all that he could to protect the things that he loved.

“Is it too soon to say that I think I could love you?” Jared felt silly for asking, but he didn’t want to push Easton where he wasn’t ready or willing to go.

“No.” Easton lowered his body down until he was pressed fully against Jared. “It’s not too soon, because I think that I could love you, too.”

Easton couldn’t believe how quickly his fate had changed. Just last night he had thought he would have to give himself to a monster of a man who turned out to be one of the most gentle of giants. Caleb hadn’t taken advantage of him in any way. He’d wrapped him in a blanket and snuggled him on his couch while he went back to his bedroom alone.

Today, Caleb had put his collar on him, kissed his ear, and begged Easton to straddle his hips, but it was over so fast when their master came and broke them apart. As Easton went off to Jared’s home under McBride’s command, Caleb had flicked his chin at him and grinned, like they were both getting exactly what they wanted.

Easton didn’t know about Caleb, but he definitely had what he’d been after all along. He had Jared below his body, and they were ready to bond in blood. As nervous as he was, Easton was also excited. He knew this would be completely different from what had happened with the thrall master. This was real, and unlike that man, Jared’s teeth would be sharp enough to fully pierce his skin so he could draw his life force into him.

After all the tales and stories, Easton didn’t know what to believe about how it would feel to give up his neck to his mate. He’d been told so many things that he refused to even speculate. The only thing he knew for sure was that he wanted to surrender himself—body, soul, and blood—to Jared.

“Are you sure?”

“I am. I’ve never been more certain.” Easton rose and then Jared climbed off the couch. He took Easton’s hand and led him into the bedroom. There, he turned the lights off and lit a lone candle.

“It’s blue, which doesn’t stand for the body, soul, or blood, but it’s all I have.”

“Then it stands for everything.”

Jared considered.

“If we don’t need a witness, then we don’t need three candles when one will do just fine.”

“I like that.” Jared turned and cupped Easton’s hands. “And I like that it matches your eyes.”

“You are very sweet.” Easton leaned over and kissed his mate.

“Are you ready?”

“I am.”

With Jared’s help, Easton relaxed on the bed on his back. He was a little nervous, but far more excited than anything else.

“I don’t know how to do this.”

“Me, either, but I think we should do what we did last night. The only difference tonight is that when you reach your climax, you should bite my neck.” Easton turned his head, showing the unmarked left side of his neck. “Here.” He stroked his fingers over the area, exciting himself. “This is where you should bite me.”

When Jared didn’t respond, Easton looked up and realized Jared’s brown eyes were so dark they were almost black. Lust owned his features as he climbed onto the bed. With clipped movements, he parted Easton’s legs then dove down between. Easton wasn’t sure of his intent until Jared pushed on the backs of his thighs and exposed his hole. Lowering his head, Jared proceeded to tongue Easton until he was on the verge of climax.

“Oh, my love. Please. I can’t hold off.”

Jared growled and rose from the bed, disappearing for a moment. Easton understood when he returned with a smaller bottle of greasers.

“My brother needed his back, but he left me some.”

“He is very sweet.”

“He is. He also knows that I can make more.”

“You can?”

Jared nodded. “I have a little formula.”

“My mate is very smart.”

“That I am.” Jared climbed back on the bed, extracted one of the gels from the bottle, and then eased it into Easton’s ass.

Unlike last night, it truly did seem to take forever for the pill to melt and protectively cover his insides. As soon as he felt the layer of oil clinging to him, he opened his arms and welcomed his mate down on top of his body.

“It’s strange, but even though we did this last night, I feel like this is my first time all over again.” Jared kissed Easton’s forehead.

“In many ways it is, because this is the first time we’re together with no lies between us, but more importantly, it’s the first time I will surrender myself completely to you.”

Jared stroked his fingers over Easton’s neck, arousing him more with each caress. “You do realize that I’m surrendering to you, too, right?”

“You are?”

Jared nodded. “This binds me to you.” He lowered his head and kissed the spot he clearly intended to bite, making Easton squirm with delicious anticipation.

“I guess I never thought of it that way.” Easton reached up and slipped his fingers through Jared’s hair. It was surprisingly soft and silky.

“From what my brothers told me, once I drink your blood, there will be a connection between us that can’t ever be broken.”

“I’ve heard of that, but I thought it was exaggerated.”

“Not according to Bailey. He says he can feel where Ferris is without looking. It’s like a line between them that can’t be destroyed.”

“Like a leash to my collar.” Easton suddenly realized he didn’t have a collar to take off so that Jared could put his on.

“I can practically read your face.” Jared chuckled lightly. “If we don’t need a witness or three candles, then we don’t need two collars or even one.”

“But I can’t walk around without a collar. It sends the wrong signal.”

“I know, and as much as I trust my brothers, I’d still like you to wear something that shows you’re bound to me, but who says it has to be a collar?”

“No one, I suppose.”

“I have to tell you a secret.”

“Okay.” So far, Easton had not done well at keeping them, but he would for his mate.

“I told you I like to make clothes, right?”

“Right.”

“I made a bunch of clothes for my mate.”

“Oh.”

“I think they would fit you perfectly, but if you don’t want to wear them—”

“Of course I want to wear them!”

“You haven’t seen them. What if you think they’re ugly?”

“I doubt that. I’ll bet they are blue and very beautiful.”

“How did you know?”

“You love blue, and you wouldn’t make something hideous for your mate to wear.”

“This is very true.” Jared kissed him softly. “I also have a scarf that will work instead of a collar. I think it will be more comfortable because you can take it off when you shower and when you sleep.” Jared looked over at a small bundle of items, and Easton realized that was probably the clothing right there. “I don’t like the idea of having something around your neck that only I can get off. It scares me.”

“Then I will wear whatever you want me to.” Easton kissed him a dozen times very quick on his chin and neck, but Jared captured his face and kissed his mouth with lazy care. It didn’t take long for him to become utterly engaged in what he was doing. When Easton parted his legs and wrapped them tightly around Jared’s hips, he growled softly, but never broke their kiss.

Slowly, Jared nestled himself down between Easton’s spread legs, his cock seeming to hone right in on Easton’s hole. With a solid flick of his hips, Jared was inside, but he didn’t rush. He sank down into Easton showing remarkable restraint. When he finally broke their kiss and pulled back, Easton could see the blood hunger overtaking him. His canines were fully extended, and he teased the tips with his tongue.

Silently, he rocked his body, drilling his prick deeper each time, but he kept his head up so he could watch Easton’s face. It was almost frightfully intimate. Easton watched Jared’s features in return, marveling at the way he had to hold himself back, because otherwise, Easton had a feeling he’d be rutting like an animal. The notion of Jared ramming mindlessly into him caused him to quiver, which tightened his rectum around Jared’s cock.

Uttering a low and powerful snarl, Jared increased the beat of his flicking hips until he was pressing Easton down into the mattress. Lust spurred him to dig his heels into Jared’s buttocks, urging him to go faster and harder. There seemed to be a bridge that they simply couldn’t cross. Something that Jared needed to make the moment right wasn’t there. Way back in the dusty area of his memories, Easton recalled the importance of sound.

Easton lifted his head and whimpered directly into Jared’s ear. The result was profound. Jared growled, rammed his hips hard, pushed Easton’s head to the side, and then bit down into his flesh.

Pleasure-pain caused Easton to arch up and climax, but Jared’s powerful thrusts pushed him the other direction. Jared found release, and his body froze as his mouth kept working the wound. Each pull that Jared made against his neck caused Easton a simultaneous sputter between their bellies. He came so hard and so long that when Jared finally finished and pulled away, balancing his weight on his arms, Easton almost passed out.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.” Easton didn’t open his eyes. He was enjoying floating on his cloud of bliss.

“That is the most dazed smile I’ve ever seen.” Jared kissed Easton’s nose and then rolled to the side, taking Easton with him.

“I think I’m so spent I can only grin.”

“Me, too.” Jared nuzzled him close. “I would get up and blow out the candle, but I don’t want to be separated from you just yet.”

“Good.” Easton clung a little more fiercely to Jared’s shoulders. “I don’t want you to move away, either. I like holding you and feeling you growing smaller inside my body.”

“Did I hurt you at all?”

“No. I mean, the bite stung, but then it was nothing but pleasure when you latched on and pulled.” Easton shivered at the memory, which unfortunately dislodged his mate’s prick.

Together they groaned.

“We can go again,” Jared offered as he pulled up the covers.

“Yes, we can.” Easton yawned.

“But maybe after a nap.”

“I think that would be best.”