Jared Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (3 page)

“My valet is now gently rubbing over Easton’s prostate while discharging a light electrical charge.”

“Does it hurt?” Jared realized the answer to his question was obvious when he looked at Easton’s face. He was in heaven. Now he really wanted to feel what it was like. If he did nothing else before he died, he wanted to be milked.

“It feels so good. So very, very good.” Easton’s head went back as his ass went up. What might have looked awkward on another looked stunning when Easton did it. He was arching his body so that he would receive the greatest burst of pleasure. To Jared, it looked like a greedy kind of lust, one that he would enjoy exploring.

“Tighten your fist a bit, Jared, and slide it gently up and down his cock.”

Jared did as McBride instructed while watching Easton.

“Oh, my mate, I’ve never felt anything like this. I’m—I—oh!” At Easton’s cry, he climaxed, releasing a powerful jet of cream.

Jared held on to Easton’s cock, feeling the pulses in the palm of his hand. When he’d touched himself, he didn’t really focus on what it felt like to orgasm because he was too locked into the inner experience. This, feeling a climax from the outside, was just as intense. He felt an answering flicker in his own body and knew without looking that he’d released a bit of pre-cum against his pants.

Easton reached out and wrapped his arm around Jared’s shoulders to balance himself when McBride let go and stepped back. Jared thought he was upset, but then he realized McBride wanted them to experience the moment together. McBride would be there to instruct and guide them as they learned the ways of a man and his mate, but he wouldn’t interfere.

“I am done now.” The valet stepped back. “I will wash up at the big house if I am not needed further.”

“You may go.” McBride turned to Jared. “Are you satisfied?”

“No.”

“No?” Easton’s head came up so fast he probably made himself dizzy.

“You’re satisfied, but I’m still hard.” Jared grinned and Easton matched him. “But let’s go inside where we’ll have some privacy.”

Easton and McBride looked around until they both riveted on Caleb, who was watching them from the porch of his home. He had taken one of the dining room chairs out and tipped it back while sitting in it so it leaned against his house. Jared had no idea how long he’d been there, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“Who is that?” Easton asked.

“My brother, Caleb.” Jared noticed the way Caleb’s dangerous green eyes tracked their progress across the porch. It was clear he’d just witnessed the entire procedure when Caleb reached down and cupped one massive hand to the swelling in his shorts.

“He won’t come over, will he?” Easton’s voice rose a bit at the end. Jared didn’t have to be a mind reader to know that Easton was afraid of Caleb. Everyone with half a brain was afraid of him. He was the only man on the farm who was as big and broad as McBride.

“He won’t come over,” McBride assured Easton.

Jared was certain that one look into McBride’s cold glare would remind Caleb to stay put no matter how aroused he was.

“Right. Caleb won’t bother you because he wants a mate of his own so he…” Jared trailed off because now that everyone was leaving Woven Spire, there might not be any more thralls. He’d just been thinking about that earlier. Since Caleb was no dummy, he’d probably come to the same conclusion.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find someone for all of you.” McBride nodded and urged Jared and Easton to go inside. “I keep my promises.”

Rather than enter with them, McBride stayed on the porch for a moment, and from what Jared could see, he seemed to be looking at Caleb. McBride didn’t speak, but he didn’t need to. It was clear he was silently warning Caleb to keep his word.

“He’s still angry about Ollie.”

That comment caused McBride to jerk his attention to Jared.

“He doesn’t think Ollie should throw away his life on being a cook.”

Relief visibly eased the tension out of McBride’s shoulders. “Well, it’s not his choice to make.” McBride took one last look at Caleb then stepped into Jared’s house, closing the door behind him. “Why don’t you two spend the day together getting to know one another?”

“Okay.” Jared was so hard his balls ached with a need for release, but he didn’t want to delay McBride any more than he already had. Given what was going on, he undoubtedly needed to go and attend to other issues.

“I promise to return tonight and guide you through your first time.”

Jared breathed a sigh of relief. He had a fair idea of what to do, especially after watching his brothers with the mechanical man before Caleb fucked the thing to death, but he wanted to know the right way to do things. The last thing he wanted to do was somehow end up hurting Easton.

Easton watched McBride walk across the road as he headed back to the big house. There was a tightness in his shoulders that had only gotten worse as the days passed. When McBride had initially bought him, Easton was so excited to finally be on his first adventure that he could hardly sit still. He couldn’t wait to meet his mate and put into practice all the things he’d studied in the thrall house. Sadly, his first slammer had coldly rejected him with hardly a glance. Easton now understood why, but at the time it had been devastating.

When he’d come to Jared’s house, he was dismayed to find himself being rejected again. Easton started to wonder if there was something wrong with him that he wasn’t aware of, but then Jared had suddenly changed his mind. Easton wasn’t certain, but he was fairly sure the switch had happened when Jared had touched Easton’s cock. Jared must have liked what he saw and felt. That was good, as Easton was anxious to try sex. He was a little nervous to be left alone with Jared, but they would have to get used to one another sometime.

“Did you enjoy watching?” The only other person who had ever watched Easton being milked was McBride, but he had only done so to ensure the valet didn’t damage him in anyway. Easton didn’t think that was why Jared wanted to watch.

“I did.” Jared glanced down at the bulge in his trousers. “I
really
enjoyed watching.”

Easton laughed and then sobered. “Are you in distress?”

“Naw. I’ve been hard lots of times.” Jared met his gaze and then looked away. “What does it feel like?”

“To climax?”

“No, I mean, well, I’ve done that. In my sleep and in the shower, but never with anyone touching me.”

Easton moved a little closer. “Do you want me to show you?”

Jared licked his lips then looked around, almost like he was expecting someone to interrupt them. “Maybe we should wait for McBride.”

“I know a lot of sexual theory.” Easton considered what had happened when he’d taken his cooking theory and tried to put it into practice. He’d made a dreadful meal that was completely inedible. Luckily, McBride hadn’t gotten angry with him. In fact, he’d chuckled and then had his cookbot put something together so they didn’t have to go to bed hungry. That seemed to be McBride’s way of handling difficulties. Unlike the thrall master, McBride didn’t get angry and yell or stomp about. He took things as they came and then moved on. Easton found he liked that attitude far more.

“You know a lot of theory like what?” Jared moved a little closer to Easton.

“I know that if we work together we can make you very happy.” Easton grinned as he closed the distance between them. This near, he was able to see that there were flecks of gold in Jared’s brown eyes, and he had a scent like something rich and earthy. Easton didn’t know what it was, exactly. All he knew was that his mate smelled good.

“I’d like to be happy.” Jared licked his lips again and looked around.

“Are you afraid of someone interrupting us?”

“No. Yes. I don’t know what I’m worried about.” Jared shook his head. His golden-brown hair was a bit longer in the front, causing the strands to fringe over his forehead. “I feel like we’re sneaking around when I know we aren’t.”

“I think it’s because you’ve never had anyone in your home before.”

“Is that it?” Jared nodded. “I guess that makes sense.”

“We could shower together.” Easton remembered that some men were very worried about the natural scents of their body turning off their mate. Bathing together was a way to put that fear to rest while becoming comfortable with each other physically. Since Easton had spent his entire life naked, he had no body modesty at all.

“I don’t know if it’s big enough.” Jared turned and walked away.

Easton followed, his gaze on the way Jared’s buttocks moved in his loose trousers. He was fully dressed, but it was clear from the way the fabric molded over his form that he was quite muscular. Given that he spent his days in the fields under the blazing sun, it made sense that he stayed covered up. Although, his brother had worn nothing but a pair of shorts. Easton felt a funny little shiver deep in his belly. Caleb was handsome in a darkly sinister way, but Easton was much happier with Jared.

Jared wasn’t as big or as wide, but he was more interesting in that he kept himself somewhat hidden. And not just with his clothing. His house was almost like a new place that was used to show what the builder could do. Easton couldn’t remember what such a thing was called, but he’d toured one when the thrall master taught them how to read a slammer from his dwelling. They’d visited a farm somewhat similar to this one, but that place had grown a different fibrous plant that was mixed into edible products. Easton and the other thralls had gone through each slammer’s home and then listed what they knew about him by looking at their personal objects.

At first, everyone had done poorly, but that was often the way when something was new. After several such times, Easton and the other thralls became more adept. But performing that trick on Jared would be impossible since he didn’t have anything of himself out on display. To learn about his mate, Easton was going to have to talk to him, which didn’t bother him at all. He’d excelled in conversation classes.

As Easton followed Jared into the bathroom, he eyed the closed door to his bedroom. Would that be the room that would tell him about his mate? Easton wanted to go in and explore, but he also didn’t want to appear rude and overstep his bounds. Jared would take him in there when he was ready. So Easton joined Jared in examining the shower.

Jared pulled back the curtain that kept the water from splashing all over the floor. The space did look small, but not that small.

“I think if we’re careful, we’ll fit just fine.” Easton felt the small rug under his bare feet. It was very soft and in the same tone of blue as the rest of the room. All of the rooms of Jared’s house were done in shades of blue. It gave the home an overall sense of harmony that Easton found very soothing. “Do you want me to help you undress?”

Jared nodded but didn’t quite meet Easton’s gaze.

It was then that Easton noticed the clothing that Jared was wearing was also in shades of blue. The shirt was a very light sky blue while the trousers were dark, almost black. “You really do like the color blue.”

“Like your eyes.” This time, Jared looked up, and their gazes locked.

Easton didn’t know what to say. He’d always thought his eyes were boring since most thralls had fair skin and blue eyes, but suddenly, he was thrilled that he had blue eyes.

“Your eyes are very pretty, especially since your lashes are so long and dark.”

“Thank you.” Easton blushed a bit and his hands shook as he started in on the buttons of Jared’s shirt. As he undid the row of tiny fasteners, more of Jared’s chest was revealed. Golden-brown body hair dusted over the top part of his chest then narrowed into a trail that went down to his belly button. Easton traced the path with his fingertips, marveling at how strong Jared’s body was.

“That tickles.”

“Sorry.” Easton pressed harder and then gauged Jared’s reaction. “Better?”

“It is.” Jared licked his lips but didn’t look around like he had before. There was no reason when there was no window in the bathroom. Easton realized his lip licking was an indication of his arousal.

“Do you feel safer in here since it’s totally private?”

Jared reached past Easton’s shoulder and closed the door. “I do now.”

Easton drew in a trembling breath that brought more of Jared’s scent to his nose. This close, his essence was stronger, and despite the fact he’d recently been milked, he felt himself becoming aroused. He took that as a very good sign that he and his mate were chemically compatible. In his biology class, he’d learned about pheromones—imperceptible chemical messengers—that could make or break two men’s attraction to one another.

“You smell good.” Jared’s voice was husky.

“I do?” Easton was surprised. “I was just thinking that you—”

Jared put his fingers under Easton’s chin, lifted his face, and kissed him.

All his years of sexual theory went right out of his head. Easton couldn’t even remember step one when he became lost in the feel of his mate’s mouth over his. Jared’s lips were slightly chapped, probably from him constantly licking them, but they were hot and strong. Easton went a little limp in his arms, signaling his submission to his more powerful mate.

Jared let out a little growl and slid his hands possessively down Easton’s back until he cupped his buttocks. As soon as he had a grip there, he pulled him close, pressing their bodies together. By rocking his hips, Jared ground their cocks together. If not for his pants, Easton would be able to feel Jared directly. Right now, he wanted that more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life.