Hagen, Lynn - Nicholas's Wolf [Brac Pack 14] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (7 page)

“Are you sure?”

“I wouldn’t play with your life like that.” Tank looked at him in the rearview mirror.

“Lube?” Nicholas asked.

Jason heard Tank rummaging around up front then a bottle was tossed into the back seat. “George gets kinky in the truck.” The big wolf blushed then trained his eyes on the road, trying his best to give them privacy.

Nicholas lifted once again, but this time it was for Jason. He pushed his pants down past his knees, allowing Nicholas his first real look at the cock he had palmed. Would he turn away in disgust at his scars? Nicholas grabbed the lube, pulled Jason’s hand up, and slicked his fingers. Nicholas pulled forward, lying against Jason’s chest as he waited for Jason to reach behind him.

Jason gave a low growl and pulled one cheek to the side as he slid two fingers in. Nicholas’s head fell back, and as his lips parted, a small panting noise escaped them. Jason kissed a path down Nicholas’s chest, circling his tongue around one of Nicholas’s nipples as his fingers stretched him. He breathed Nicholas’s scent in, his senses going wild at the scent of this beautiful man in his lap.

“More,” Nicholas cried out.

Jason slid a third then a fourth finger into him, Nicholas impaling himself as he rode them. “My mate.” Nicholas spoke the words to the night.

Jason drove his fingers deeper at the words. Words he never thought to ever hear in his lifetime. Nicholas leaned forward, tracing a finger down the scar on Jason’s face. Jason turned his face, pulling away, his jaw clenched, lips thinned.

Nicholas whispered in his ear, “They don’t bother me.”

Jason growled low. “Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not. They give you character. Makes you mysterious, dangerous, and that turns me on.” Nicholas licked the scar from temple to jaw. Jason drove his fingers even deeper.

“Fuck me,” Nicholas pled.

Jason’s hand pulled free, grabbing the base of his cock as Nicholas slicked Jason’s cock before tossing the bottle aside and lining himself up. Jason groaned as Nicholas slowly lowered himself, his hands cupping his mate’s ass as he stretched Nicholas’s body.

Wild primal feelings coursed through him at the sensation of being buried balls deep inside his mate.
His mate.
Jason closed his eyes momentarily at the word.

“So good.” Nicholas buried his face in Jason’s neck. There were small shock waves radiating throughout his body. Never had sex been this consuming. Jason pulled Nicholas up by his bottom, and then Nicholas slowly sank back down. His hands clutched Jason’s hair and pulled him forward as he tilted his head and took possession of his mouth. Jason felt like he was on fire.

Jason grabbed his hips, thrusting up as Nicholas slammed down. His balls were drawn tight to his body, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long, not with his mate in his arms.

“So close,” Nicholas whispered across Jason’s lips.

“Claim him,” Tank voiced himself.

“What is that?” Nicholas asked Jason as he devoured his tongue. Jason thrust harder. Skin slapping skin sounded throughout the truck.

“Claim him,” Tank repeated.

Jason growled, biting Nicholas’s lower lip as he thrust harder.

“If he claims you, you’re bonded for life. He’s your mate, yours alone. Your souls are one,” Tank informed Nicholas.

“Claim me,” Nicholas begged as Jason fucked him. Jason cupped his face, stared into those beautiful hazel eyes, silently pleading with Nicholas.

“I can’t do that to you. You deserve better.” Jason felt as though his world were shattering around him. As much as it hurt to say those words, it was the truth. The man in his arms was too good for him.

“Shut the hell up and claim him,” Tank argued from the front seat.

“What do I need to do?” Nicholas asked as he drove down onto Jason’s shaft. Electricity shot through him, and Jason pulled his mate tight to his body, hugging him close as he thrust deeper. Nicholas ran his hands through his hair. “Please,” his mate begged.

Jason shook his head as he took Nicholas, his eyes locked onto Nicholas’s, and then he swallowed.

“D–Do you accept me as your mate, Nicholas?” Jason asked in a terrified voice.

“Yes,” Nicholas breathed.

“Say his name, doc,” Tank shot back at him.

“Yes, Jason.”

Jason growled, pushing Nicholas forward, cramping himself into the backseat as he got to his knees and drove into Nicholas, his mate. Nicholas pulled his hair as he wrapped his legs around Jason’s waist. “Harder,” Nicholas cried as his head hit the center console up front. The truck swerved, Tank getting it back under control as he fought to keep his eyes on the road and not what was happening in the truck.

Jason pulled at Nicholas, exposing his neck as he sank his canines into his mate’s flesh. He thrust harder as Nicholas cried out, bathing him as Jason sucked at his skin.

“Fuck, man.” Tank growled as he let the window down for fresh air.

Jason wrapped his arms under Nicholas’s shoulders and pulled him down onto his shaft as he cried out, his cock pulsing inside his mate. It was done. Nicholas was his. Jason thrust a few more times before he buried his face into Nicholas’s neck.

Jason knew that the Timber wolves felt a physical connection when they bonded, felt it happening. Grey wolves were different. It just happened, nothing fancy. They only needed to have sex, as with all paranormals.

Tank parked the truck in the gravel drive, on the opposite end the others had pulled into, as he shouted for someone to watch his truck, racing through the front door.

Nicholas was panting, his hand running under Jason’s shirt, feeling the sweat-soaked skin. Jason reached back to pull his hands free.

“Don’t,” Nicholas begged. Jason hid his face in Nicholas’s neck as he allowed Nicholas to explore his shame. They were mates now, and eventually the doctor would see him, eventually.

“Oh shit.” Maverick slammed the truck door closed, effectively sealing them inside.

“Kiss me.” Nicholas pulled Jason’s head up, locking his lips onto his.

“I’m sorry.” Jason ran the tips of his fingers down Nicholas soft, smooth face. “I’m sorry I tied you to me.”

“I’m not.” Nicholas grabbed Jason’s ass, stopping him from sliding out. “Not yet.”

Jason nodded, pushing his half-hard shaft deeper into his mate. “I’m broken,” Jason confessed with his lips kissing Nicholas’s.

“That’s why your mate is a doctor. I’ll heal you here.” Nicholas placed a hand over Jason’s heart.

Jason thrust, those words wrapping around his heart as he took his mate again.

“Sometime tonight.” One of the warriors banged on the door thirty minutes later.

“I think we need to get inside.” Nicholas kissed Jason before pushing the large man back.

“Okay.” He released his mate, pulling his jeans up then helping Nicholas dress. Jason climbed out first, placing his hands on his mate’s waist as he helped him down. He blocked everyone’s view as Nicholas pulled his shirt over his head.

“I think it’s a bit late for modesty.” Nicholas chuckled.

“Mine.” Jason growled.

Nicholas reached up and kissed him softly. “Yours.”

“Ready?” Maverick asked as he snickered.

“I have Melonee’s vial of blood. They were after that.” Nicholas reached into the backseat and grabbed his lab coat, rummaging in the pockets and extracting the glass tube.

Maverick’s face darkened. “Why would they be after her blood?”

Jason pulled Nicholas close, softly growling. His mate ran his hand over Jason’s back, soothing him.

“I’m not sure, but everything in me screamed to get it and run. It may be nothing, an overactive imagination, but I retrieved it and ran. There was a man waiting for me when I came from the lab. He chased me to the elevator, so it has to be significant, right?” Nicholas handed the vial to Maverick.

“I’ll give this to the wolf physician, let him examine it.” Maverick clutched the small container in his hand as he led them into the Den, warriors surrounding them as they walked into the foyer.

Nicholas slid his hand into Jason’s, following everyone inside. “How is she?”

Maverick shuddered. “Still red.”

Nicholas laughed. “It’s a common childhood disease. She’ll be fine.”

Jason pulled on Nicholas’s hand, stopping him. “You have a musical laugh.” He blushed when he realized everyone heard him.

“Thank you.” His mate reached up and pulled on his shoulders, bringing him in for a kiss.
Nicholas really likes to kiss
, Jason thought.

Nicholas leaned back, looking past him to see heads sticking out of the den.

“He ours?” Keata asked.

“No, he’s Jason’s.” Cody picked his mate up, holding him in his arms.

“Oh, goody.” Keata beamed.

“That’s the tiger you saw,” Jason whispered into his temple.

“Really? Somehow that face doesn’t fit the tiger. The man seems…naïve. Nothing like a ferocious tiger,” Nicholas whispered back.

For the first time in his life, Jason felt like laughing. His mate was adorable. A smile threatened to tug at his lips as he held Nicholas in his arms. His mate was making him feel things he had never before experienced. He was amazed at the joy that ran through him just from hearing Nicholas speak.

“Hello. I’ll need your identification card to log you into our computer and give you a fob.” Nero, with his blue latex gloves on his hands, was holding his hand out waiting for Nicholas to hand it over.

“I, uh, left it at the hospital in my locker.” Nicholas looked over at Maverick.

Maverick smiled then laughed. “Nicholas, this is Nero. Our resident security monitor, electronics expert, and accountant.”

“Oh, okay. I really need to get a CAT scan done,” he mumbled.

Jason once again felt a smile trying to break free as he ran his hand over his mate’s back and then led him upstairs.

Chapter Five

Jason cleared his throat as he stood in the middle of his room. “This, I guess this is where you’ll sleep.”

“Your room?” Nicholas looked around. It wasn’t the same room they had first been in on their first night meeting. Nicholas looked around and noticed there was nothing to indicate that it was his mate’s room. No personal photos, not even personal items that people normally tossed about lay anywhere. It was as if he was afraid to make this his home, afraid to commit to it.

Jason gave Nicholas one of his slight nods. He studied his mate. Jason was just so ruggedly handsome. He reminded Nicholas of those cowboys he had seen out west when he bought one of those vacation packages to experience the whole outdoor thing. The men there were manly, smelled of leather and sandalwood, and had driven Nicholas nuts. Jason was like that. He had a stubborn jaw that seemed to clench all the time, a strong, straight nose, and even that deep-as-whiskey voice that Nicholas could listen to all day.

It sent shivers down his spine every time Jason opened his mouth. Chestnut eyebrows furrowed at him. “You’re staring at me again.”

Nicholas curled his lips in, fighting the smile at how innocent this man truly was. Oh, he fucked like a god, but he was innocent to the outside world, it seemed.

He didn’t think his mate would welcome a smile right now, though. The man bathed in self-recrimination. He hung on every word Nicholas spoke, taking them apart to examine for any sign of rejection. Nicholas would have to be careful and choose his words carefully until Jason got to know him better. Until he found out the wicked sense of humor Nicholas had.