Just a Taste of Me [Wolf Creek Pack 2] (8 page)

“No, and that’s what is so confusing for me. You’re very much a man, but I’ve always been taught that men are supposed to be hard, powerful, without emotion. You’re not,” Reece explained. “You’re soft and cuddly.”

“You make me sound like a puppy.”

“No,” Reece chuckled. “But you do have to admit, you don’t fit into the stereotypical ideal of what a man is.”

“Well, duh!” Keeley explained. “I was raised in a commune. Everyone wore the same thing, ate the same thing, behaved the same way. Once I got out, I wanted to experience everything, especially colors. I love colors.”

“Colors? Commune? What in the hell are you talking about?” Reece nearly shouted as he stared at Keeley.

Keeley rolled his eyes. “When I was a small child, a man came and took me from my parents. He was with a bunch of government people that told my parents I would be better off with them because I can—well, I know things.”

“Know things?” Reece asked in confusion. “What sort of things?”

“Sometimes I just know things, like when the phone rings, I know who’s calling. When someone knocks on the door, I know who it is. That bar where I met you? I just knew I was supposed to stop as soon as I saw the sign.” Keeley waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. “I had no idea why I was supposed to stop. I just figured I needed to go to the bathroom.”

“Okay, so you know things. What does this have to do with this commune thing?”

“That’s where I grew up. There were a lot of other people there just like me. Some could read minds, some could tell if someone was telling a lie, some knew things like I do. Basically, we all had some sort of psychic ability. And we were all kept prisoner by a man we called—”

“The Teacher! You’re talking about the Teacher, aren’t you?” Reece said ominously.

“Yeah, how’d you know?” Keeley asked as he looked up at Reece in confusion.

“My pack enforcers, Chase and Donovan? I sent them down to the Wolf Creek Pack to help protect a man named Nate. That’s your friend, isn’t it?” Reece asked in wonder.

Keeley nodded his head. “Yeah, he’s the one I was telling you about. You’re the alpha that sent Chase and Donovan down to help? They saved us, you know? The Teacher had us held in a warehouse while he went looking for Nate. Chase and his friends came in and freed us.”

Reece nodded, holding Keeley closer to him as he realized how close he had come to never having his little mate in his life. One simple decision had changed the entire course of his life, of so many lives.

Suddenly, Reece started laughing, making Keeley glance up. “I just figured out why you’re here, baby,” Reece explained at the confused look on Keeley’s face. “As the alpha of my pack, I made the decision for Chase and Donovan to go help, against the wishes of several people in my pack. They felt that we shouldn’t get involved, but I disagreed and sent them anyway.”

“Why?”

“We’re werewolves, baby, no matter what pack we belong to. Oh, I understand the territory thing, but this had nothing to do with that. If we’re going to survive as a species, we have to help each other.”

“So, what does this have to do with me being here?”

“I made a decision against the wishes of several members of my pack, a decision that gained me nothing but the knowledge that I was helping someone else. You’re my reward,” Reece explained.

“I’m you’re reward? But what about the way I dress? The nail polish and stuff?” Keeley asked cautiously.

“That’s the most perfect part. I think the way you look is hotter than hell. And now that we’re mated, the rest of my pack is just going to have to deal with it. You’re going to scandalize them to their very toes.”

“And that’s a good thing?” Keeley asked, doubtful.

“Oh, hell yes. I’ve been trying since I took over the alpha position to bring this pack into the new century, but a certain select few have done everything they could to undermine me and keep our pack with the old ways. I think their alpha being mated to a man that looks as sexy as you do will change a lot of minds.”

“And how do you figure that?” Keeley asked, not looking convinced.

“It’s real simple, baby,” Reece said as he kissed Keeley on the forehead. “I want you to be as outrageous as you can possibly be. If you want to wear nail polish and eye liner, wear it. If you want to parade around the house in nothing but my shirt, do it. I want you to do whatever makes you comfortable and who cares what anyone else thinks?”

“Seriously?” Keeley asked in surprise.

“Seriously. And don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t be whoever you want to be. If anyone bothers you over it,” Reece pointed to the stack of cookie sheets he had bought for Keeley, “hit them with one of those.”

Keeley looked over at the stack of cookie sheets in shock, seeing them for the first time. He started laughing at the sheer number. “I can’t believe you actually went out and bought me a bunch of cookie sheets after I hit you with one.”

“You did say that was the only way you would forgive me,” Reece reminded Keeley.

“Well, yeah, but I didn’t mean it. I would have forgiven you anyway. I just wanted you to squirm a little,” he replied.

“I’d rather watch you squirm, preferably on my lap,” Reece said, his voice becoming low and seductive.

Keeley looked up at Reece to see if he was serious. The wide grin on Reece’s lips told Keeley that he was. “Give me ten minutes, then meet me upstairs.” Keeley giggled, jumping up from Reece’s lap and racing out of the room.

Reece sat there for a moment, stunned by Keeley’s eager invitation. Considering what he had looked like when he had come downstairs, it was all Reece could do to give him those ten minutes without running after him.

He looked up at the clock, watching the second hand slowly tick by. He knew, logically, that it wasn’t moving any slower than normal, but it sure felt like it. Time seemed to drag by. Getting to his feet, Reece began clearing the table, anything to keep himself busy for the next few minutes.

“Reece? I’m ready.”

Reece dropped the dishes onto the counter and went running upstairs the second he heard Keeley yell out for him. He stopped at the bedroom door and took a deep breath before opening it, and promptly lost all the air in his lungs at the sight that met his eyes.

Keeley was lying in the middle of the bed dressed in nothing but a red feather boa wrapped around his neck. It trailed down his chest to lie between his legs. All that was left was Keeley’s seductive smile. He was leaning back against the pillows, his legs bent at the knees and slightly parted as he slowly stroked the hard cock in his hand.

“Sweet mercy,” Reece whispered, “you’re trying to kill me.”

Keeley giggled, holding up his hand and crooking his finger, calling Reece over to the bed. “Going to join me, Quilliam?”

Reece pulled his shirt over his head so fast he barely registered it passing over his head. He dropped it on the floor, then shucked his jeans just as quickly. He couldn’t care less that he was leaving a mess on the floor. His entire attention was centered on the gorgeous body waiting for him on the bed.

Starting at the bottom of the bed, he slowly began climbing his way up the mattress until he was lying between Keeley’s legs, his cock right in front of his face. Reece stared at it, licking his lips.

“You going to suck my cock, Quilliam?” Keeley crooned, dropping his hand and spreading his legs as far as they would go.

Reece cast a worried look up at him. “I’ve never done this before, Keeley. I don’t know if I’d be very good at it.”

“I’m not worried, Quilliam. I have no doubt you’ll figure it out,” Keeley said gently. “You learned how to get me ready easily enough.”

“Yeah, but—”

Keeley sat up to cup Reece’s face in his hands. “Honey, if you don’t want to do this, we won’t. I would never ask you to do something you’re uncomfortable with. We can just move on to something else.”

“I want to do it.” Reece looked back down at the cock in front of him. He licked his lips, then glanced back up at Keeley. “I’m just afraid I won’t be very good at it. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“You could never disappoint me. Being with you is enough for me. I don’t need this,” Keeley replied gently.

Reece’s eyes dropped back down to the cock butting him on the chin. “You’ll tell me if I do something you don’t like?”

“Of course, but are you sure you want to do this?”

Reece nodded. “I’m sure,” he replied, then looked up at Keeley. “I want to try everything with you.”

Keeley grinned, then laid back against the pillows. “Then, I’m all yours, big guy.”

Reece laughed. “You’re so easy.”

“You have no idea,” Keeley tittered, moaning a moment later when Reece leaned forward and licked the top of his cock. Reece leaned over and licked up the droplets of liquid that had quickly appeared at the top of Keeley’s cock. He had thought it would be bitter, but it was actually not bad, a little tangy, but also sweet tasting.

He heard Keeley groan as he ran his tongue down the length of his engorged cock. Remembering what he liked, he moved on down and licked at Keeley’s hairless balls, wondering briefly why Keeley was hairless. He’d have to remember to ask him about that.

Right now, however, he wanted to know what the red rubber thing was that Keeley had in his ass. He considered himself to be pretty sexually experienced but he had never seen anything like the rubber object in Keeley’s ass.

He reached down and pulled at it with his fingers, nearly jumping when Keeley trembled. “Keeley? What is this?” he asked as he pulled on it again, watching as it popped right back in.

“Butt plug. It stretches me out so that you don’t have to,” Keeley said breathlessly.

Reece looked up at him in surprise. “I thought you liked me getting you ready?”

“I do, but sometimes you just need to get to the really good stuff. The plug keeps me stretched out so you can fuck me whenever you want to,” Keeley hissed.

“Does it hurt?”

“No.”

“Does it feel good?”

“When you play with it, it does.”

“Like this?” Reece asked as he gently pulled on it, letting it pop back into place again.

“Hell, yes!” Keeley groaned again, clenching his hands in the sheet next to him.

“So, if I was to do this, it would feel really good?” Reece asked as he took Keeley’s cock into his mouth and sucked on it while playing with the plug with his fingers.

“Quilliam!” Keeley cried out, his head thrashing back and forth on the pillow.

Reece grinned around the cock in his mouth. Guess that answered that question. Keeley was practically coming unglued. Reece put more effort into his work, licking at Keeley’s cock with his tongue as he sucked him. He pulled and pushed at the butt plug, twisting it back and forth, Keeley’s cries and whimpers spurring him on.

He had no idea if he was doing any of it correctly, but Keeley didn’t seem to be complaining. In fact, he seemed to be in heaven, which was just where Reece wanted him.

“Quilliam,” Keeley cried out as he grabbed for Reece’s hair, “you have to stop. I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”

“So come already,” Reece said as he lifted his head to look into Keeley’s frantic eyes. He barely got his mouth around Keeley’s cock again before he was erupting, filling Reece’s mouth. As he swallowed, he heard Keeley crying out. It was such a turn on that it was all Reece could do to get the plug out of Keeley. He had just enough time to thrust into Keeley before he was coming. The feeling of Keeley’s body tightening around him was so great that Reece continued to pump into him until the knot took hold and locked him inside of Keeley. Collapsing down over Keeley’s body, Reece buried his face in Keeley’s neck, resting his body on his arms. His body continued to spasm as the air in his lungs rushed in and out rapidly. Finally, when he felt he could breathe normally again, Reece lifted his head to look down at his mate.

Keeley’s eyes were closed, his chest moving just as quickly as Reece’s. But he had a very satisfied smile on his beautiful lips.

“Was that okay?” Reece asked.

He watched with amusement as Keeley’s eyes opened then widened. “Are you serious? That was fantastic, although I think
you’re
trying to kill me.”

Reece grinned as he lowered his head to give Keeley a quick kiss. “Maybe next time we can try it the other way around, hmm?”

“You’d wear a butt plug?” Keeley asked in astonishment.

“Why not? You did.”

“Well, yeah, but—”

“No buts, baby. This is an equal opportunity relationship. If you can do it, I can do it. Besides,” Reece said as he grinned, “why should you have all the fun?”

Keeley raised an eyebrow. “Who says you wearing a butt plug won’t be fun for me, too?”

Reece ran his knuckles down the side Keeley’s face. “I was going to ask you something earlier, but I was a little busy sucking you off.”

“So ask now.”

“Why don’t you have any hair down there?” He nodded towards Keeley’s bare groin.

“I shave.”

“Why?” Reece asked, confused. He thought only women shaved their crotches.

“It feels better, more intimate. Besides, the stimulation is better.” Keeley cocked his head to one side. “Why? Does it bother you?”

“No, I like it. I guess it’s another one of those
I’m not used to it
things. I think we both need to be prepared for that to happen a lot. But I don’t want you to think I don’t like something just because I ask about it. I’m just curious.”

“Okay. Anything else you want to know?”

“Yeah, can you wear a butt plug with those tight-ass jeans of yours?”

Chapter 6

Keeley dialed Nate’s phone number and hit speakerphone. He leaned down over the kitchen counter and painted another layer of pink nail polish on his fingernail as he waited for Nate to pick up.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Joe, this is Keeley. Is Nate around?”

“Hey, Keeley, how’s it going?”

“Pretty good, actually. That’s what I wanted to talk to Nate about. Have I got a surprise for him. He’s never going to believe it. Is he there?”

“Yeah, he’s right here. Hold on.”