Nutter Nero [Brac Pack 12] (9 page)

There were voices outside his bedroom door. Moving closer, he could tell one of them was Ricky’s. Nero jumped when the window above the window seat flew open. He raced to the bedroom door and flung it wide, not caring that he only had his underwear on.

He screamed as he was grabbed around the waist.

This couldn’t be happening.

Someone besides his Gunny was touching him. Nero’s skin crawled at the uninvited encounter.

“Calm down, buddy. It’s just Blair.”
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Nero held on as Blair ran down the hall with him in his arms. He looked back the way they came to see Ricky shifting. Nero wasn’t sure what was going on, and he wasn’t waiting around to find out either. His fingers dug into Blair as he smashed his eyes closed. Not good. Not good at all.

“I’m sorry, Nero. I know you don’t like to be touched, but I have no choice, buddy.” Blair held him more firmly as he ran with Nero down the winding staircase.

Nero looked up in time to see Gunny charging down the hallway.

He squirmed around in Blair’s arms. “Gunny,” he yelled. Blair finally released him, enabling him to run to his wolf. Nero wrapped his arms around the fury neck.

“I’m scared. What’s going on?”

Gunny nudged him back. “But I don’t want to go with Blair. I want to stay with you.” Nero cried.

His wolf whined and nudged him again. Nero hugged him once more before letting him go. Blair grabbed his hand and pulled him away from his wolf. Nero watched behind him as Gunny ran upstairs, running farther and farther away from him.

“Come on, Nero. We have to get to Maverick's office.” He pulled Nero into Ricky’s office and slammed the door.

“Gunny! I want Gunny.” Nero wrapped his arms around his waist.

He knew he had to be brave, but being separated from his mate at a time like this was frightening to him.

“He’ll be back for you.” Blair tried to soothe his worries, but it wasn’t working. Nero could feel himself getting worked up just like he did when they were all shoved into the library.

He couldn’t process this.

His brain was scrambling, and there was nothing Nero could do about it. Gunny. He had to be brave for Gunny. That’s what he kept telling his brain.

“I need, I need…” Nero wasn’t sure what he needed. Things were happening too fast. He wanted Gunny.

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Just then the door flew open, and Nero ran behind the desk with Blair following him. He was ready to crawl under there when he saw his mate, in human form, standing in the doorway. “Gunny!” Nero raced across the room and jumped into his arms. His mate was fully clothed and a sight for his worried eyes. Things must be safe if his mate had time to dress. Nero inhaled Gunny’s strong, masculine scent, happy his wolf wasn’t harmed.

* * * *

Gunnar pulled his nutter tightly to him. When he saw that damn vamp scaling the house right outside his bedroom window, he thought he’d lose his mind. All he could think about was getting to his mate.

“Are you okay, nutter? Did he hurt you?”

“No, I woke up and heard him. I did. I ran.” Nero was clawing Gunnar’s back, hanging onto him for dear life. He ran his hands over his mate’s hair and back as he looked over to Blair.

“Thank you.”

“Where’s Dakota?” Blair asked apprehensively. Gunnar could see the worry in his eyes.

“He’s fine. The warriors are securing the house.” Gunnar carried his mate from the Alpha’s office as Blair followed behind them.

“He’s in the den if you…” Gunnar didn’t even get to finish before Blair took off in that direction.

“Come on, nutter. Let’s get you back to bed.” Gunnar heaved his precious bundle closer in his arms as he carried his mate upstairs.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t braver. I tried to be, but my brain wouldn’t let me.” His mate tangled his blue-gloved hands in Gunnar’s shirt.

“That’s what I’m here for, baby.”

Gunnar straightened the covers out, placing his mate in their bed,

“Here you go.” Shedding his clothes, Gunnar climbed in. He pulled his mate over his chest and covered them both, just holding close what fate deemed as his very own.

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* * * *

Gunny tossed Nero against the wall. The palms of Nero’s gloved hands slammed the wall on either side of his head. The wolf kicked his short legs apart, making him assume the position.

“You’ll tell me where you hid the jewels.” Gunny patted Nero down.

“Never, copper. You won’t take me alive.” Nero squirmed around, his cock becoming hard as a brick as Gunny’s hands wandered over his body.

“I think I found them.” Gunny squeezed Nero’s cock through the denim. Nero had to bite back a moan.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I want my lawyer.” Nero squealed when Gunny cuffed him with the handcuffs he had borrowed from Lewis. “Police brutality,” Nero cried out as he fought against the hold Gunny had on him.

“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m not taking you to the station.” Gunny hauled him to the bed, gently lifting him up and placing him on his shoulders and knees.

“I don’t have them, I swear, Officer.” Nero tried to crawl to the other side of the bed, scooting his upper body along as his knees tried to quickly move him along. Gunny grabbed his ankles and pulled him back.

“I don’t think so. You want me to add attempted escape to your charges?” He pulled Nero’s shoes off, and then unsnapped his jeans, fishing inside his pants until he pulled Nero’s cock free. “Found the jewels.”

“They’re my family jewels. I swear they’re mine.” Nero fidgeted until he could look over his shoulder. “I’ll suck you off if you let me go, copper.”

“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. You’ll still suck me off though.” Gunny hooked his hands under Nero’s arms, pulling him to the edge
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of the bed. Freeing his own erection, he tapped Nero’s lips with his shaft, demanding entrance. “If you do a good enough job, I may drop the charges.”

“Promise?”

“Nope. Now suck.” Gunny’s cock was weeping rivers of pre-cum.

This would be Nero’s first attempt at this.

His wolf was just so large it almost intimidated him into changing his mind. Gunny grabbed the base, Nero opened, and Gunny slid the head in.

Nero was afraid he wouldn’t do this right. It would help if his hands weren’t cuffed behind his back. It made him off balance, but Gunny was holding him up with his free hand. He tried to remember everything Gunny had done to him and repeat the process.

“Relax. You can’t mess this up, nutter,” Gunny softly reassured him.

Nero relaxed a degree. If Gunny said he would do well, then he would. He sucked the spongy head like a favored treat, his cheeks caving in, his tongue swirling around, darting into the little hole at the top.

Gunny hissed. “Shit, baby. That’s it.” Nero leaned forward a little more, taking an inch more into his mouth. Nero soon realized that his tongue moving around made his Gunny moan. He flattened his tongue, rubbing it up and down Gunny’s cock. He heard hissing and groaning as he played with the large vein underneath. Pulling back some, he rubbed the head, sucking more pre-cum out.

“Gonna make me come.” Gunny pulled back then turned Nero around. His wolf lubed his hole, preparing him for the invasion.

“Gonna uncuff me, copper?”

“Not on your life. The image is just too damn erotic.” Nero could feel his cheeks being pulled apart. He heard a low growl coming from Gunny as he was entered. “Fuck, Nero. Just…fuck.”
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Nero’s fingers clenched then unclenched as Gunny pulled out then pushed back in. He spread his knees further apart, wanting deeper penetration. “Slam that tab into my slot.” Gunny’s hand caressed the skin of his back, moving down to his hips and then his thighs, sending shivers of electricity through Nero.

He could feel his skin stretching, Gunny’s cock skimming over nerves that made Nero’s fingers curl and his eyes close.

His eyes flew open as his vision blurred, his body coiling for the orgasm that was about to carry him away.

“Gunny, Gunny, Gunny,” Nero cried out as his seed spilled onto the bed. Crap, his cock wasn’t even touched and it went off. Yeah, he was real interested in sex now, real interested. Gunny made the whole experience as exciting and pleasurable as one human being could only imagine it should be.

His mate slammed his pelvis into Nero’s ass a few more times before he called out his name and started kissing his scars. Nero would never tire of that.

Pulling free, Gunny grabbed the key and released the cuffs.

“You’re free to go. Don’t let me catch you around here again.” Nero laughed, falling face first onto the bed.

* * * *

Gunnar walked his mate into the diner. They took a seat at the counter. “Hey, Frank.”

“How’s it going, Gunnar?” The human owner smiled at the two.

“I see I finally get to meet Nero. That’s his name, correct?” Frank was the only human who knew they were were-creatures.

Mark’s son came to visit, but no one had told the teenager their secret.

They felt he was too young to know.

“Yeah, it’s Nero.” Gunnar watched as Nero eyed the seat and then looked up at him, hesitation in his eyes. “Do you have anything to sanitize the seat down with?” Gunnar asked Frank.

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“I heard about him.” Frank chuckled as he reached under the counter and produced a bottle of disinfectant. “Is this good enough?”

“Yes, very good. Thank you, very good.” Nero grabbed the bottle and sprayed the seat down, wiped it clean with a paper towel Frank handed him, and then repeated the process one more time before doing the same to the counter in front of him.

Gunnar and Frank watched his nutter until Nero smiled and handed the bottle and used towels to Frank. “Thank you.” He took a seat and smiled up at Gunnar.

“Are you square now, everything good?” Gunnar ran a knuckle down Nero’s cheek.

“Yes, Gunny. I’m good.” Nero blushed as he turned around and picked up the menu with his gloved hands.

“So what are you men into today?” Frank asked as he poured a cup of coffee for Gunnar, handing him a few small cups of creamer.

Gunnar picked up his spoon, adding a small amount of sugar and two cups of cream to his coffee before stirring it together. He set the spoon down, taking a sip.

“Do you want some coffee?” Frank asked Nero. His mate nodded but then held a hand up when Frank offered the cream.

“We’re just hanging out, enjoying time together outside of the Den.”

Frank set the carafe down as he leaned his hip into the counter. “I hear Murphy’s having a book sale. It might be worth checking out.”

“Thanks. Maybe we will.” Gunnar stretched his right leg over, entwining it with Nero’s as he winked at his mate.

Nero smiled at the menu, his face flushing nicely. “I’ll have a sandwich. Ham.” Nero turned his cup until it sat with the handle facing away from him. “Wait! Ketchup please.” Frank chuckled as he yelled the order to George. “What about you, Gunnar?”

I’ll have a meatloaf sandwich, ketchup please.” He smiled at Nero.

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They ate their lunch and then headed outside. He really wasn’t in the mood for books. Gunnar took a look around their small town.

There weren’t too many businesses. There were plenty of people on the street, but the town could use an expansion.

Gunnar walked his mate across the street to the park, walking Nero up the steps of the gazebo. A nice afternoon spent in the park would be refreshing.

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Chapter Seven

“Hey, Birdie.” Nero looked up from his laptop, watching the large man enter his office.

“Did you find someone to install the cameras?” Birdie leaned a hip against the desk, staring down at him with a kind smile on his face.

Nero smiled up at him. “I’ve narrowed it down to three companies. I’m just waiting for their bids. Just waiting. That’s all, yeah. Just waiting.”

“Sounds professional. Let me know which one you decide on, and I’ll make sure they check out before we allow them near the house.” Nero knew Birdie was trying to be nice, felt bad that he had scared him when Birdie first approached him about security. Nero liked how easy they were around each other now. “Do you want to see their credentials?”

The wolf came around the desk, pulling up the spare chair from the corner. He scanned all three websites. “They sound competent and professional.”

“That’s what I thought, too. I was thinking, with cameras around, we can see who’s at the front door or in the backyard without going out there. We should put motion sensors on the windows too.”

“I never thought of that. See how much extra the winning contractor will charge to install the sensors. Lord knows we have, like, a thousand windows in this place. They are our vulnerable spots, as that vampire proved last night.”

“Okay.”

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“Where are those expense forms? Johnny needs new jeans, seems he had a little growth spurt in his early twenties, go figure. I’ll never understand humans and their constant growing well past their prepubescent age. It’s only a half inch, but his jeans are at his ankles now.”

Nero pointed to a tray sitting on his credenza right inside his office. “Make sure you give me the receipt, too.”

“I’ll remember.”

Nero smiled. The warriors were getting the hang of using the forms. Even though they could use their credit cards, it was still nice to know they cleared it with him first.

He only asked they filled out expense forms if they were going to spend over three hundred dollars and to make sure he got all receipts no matter what it was for.

Some really strange requests ended up in his in box. Like Kota ordering cock cages and some very sexual and expensive toys.

Nero didn’t want to know.

He approved new saddles for George and Tank’s horses, the vet bill, and stuff to feed the animals with. Now, those expenses made sense.