Mating Games (7 page)

“That’s it?” Sebastian asked. “That’s all you have to say?”

“You’ve never even had a blow job?”

“Nope.” Sebastian shook his head. The sudden grin that crossed Alastar’s lips scared the crap out of him.

“Want one?”

“You–you want to—here?” Sebastian sputtered.

Alastar stepped forward and reached for the buttons of Sebastian’s pants. He had them unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down before Sebastian could even catch his breath. Alastar dropped to his knees right there in the sand and reached for Sebastian’s hard cock.

“Oh, fuck!” Sebastian exclaimed when Alastar swallowed his entire length. He’d never felt anything like it in the world. Warm, wet heat surrounded him. A smooth tongue stroked across the head of his cock, then moved around to lick the underside of the mushroomed head.

“Ala–Alastar,” Sebastian groaned. He’d imagined what a blow job might feel like. The heaven he currently experienced didn’t even come near that. When Alastar swallowed him down to the root, Sebastian’s knees started to buckle. It took every ounce of control he had to lock them in place.

Still, he couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his hands in Alastar’s dark hair and humping his hips, shoving his cock farther into the man’s willing mouth. His balls felt heavy, full, but never more so than when Alastar cupped them in his hand and gently massaged them.

A moan of ecstasy slipped past Sebastian’s lips as a spurt of hungry desire spiraled through him. His legs shook from the amount of control he was using to keep from falling down. He never dreamed his mate could pleasure him to this level. Well, he dreamed about it.

He just never really thought it would happen.

Sebastian’s balls tightened up against his body when he felt Alastar’s slick finger move from past his balls to the tight virgin hole beyond. Alastar didn’t breach Sebastian, just rubbed over his puckered entrance.

Sebastian wasn’t sure if he was happy about that or not. He just knew it blew his mind and the rest of his body. He cried out as lights flashed before his eyes. His hands clenched desperately in Alastar’s hair as he thrust forward and erupted in Alastar’s mouth, filling him with his seed.

Alastar continued to lick him until Sebastian couldn’t take any more. He pulled away and collapsed to the ground next to his mate.

His eyes drifted closed, and he panted heavily, having just rocketed through the most intense orgasm of his life.

Hearing a strangled noise above him, Sebastian opened his eyes to see Alastar kneeling over him. His slacks were open, the man’s cock wrapped tightly in his hand as stroked himself fiercely. Alastar’s face was taut, his lips drawn into a firm line.

But his eyes, his big, beautiful, silver-gray eyes, blazed with passion. Sebastian was mesmerized. He moaned at the erotic picture Alastar made as he sought his own climax. He wanted to see more, to experience more. Sebastian bit his lip as he hesitated to do what he really wanted. He didn’t know what was allowed.

“Touch me,” Alastar whispered, his voice sounding strained.

Sebastian reached out slowly and stroked his fingers over the head of Alastar’s cock. He was surprised at how silky soft the hard cock felt. He shouldn’t be, he’d felt his own cock enough times, but he was.

Alastar’s eyes never left his as Sebastian explored, stroking his fingers down the man’s steely hard length, then farther to gently cup the man’s balls. Alastar just continued to stroke himself from root to tip, then back again.

“Squeeze them tighter, baby.”

Sebastian arched an eyebrow but did as his mate directed, applying more pressure to Alastar’s balls. The man groaned, his hips pumping forward quickly, then with more force as he thrust faster.

“God, baby,” Alastar groaned, “that feels so fucking good. I love feeling your hands on my body, touching me.”

Sebastian panted, Alastar’s words shattering the hard shell he had built so carefully around himself. The feelings flowing through him were more than sexual. They were life-altering. A slender, delicate thread began to develop between the two of them, one that Sebastian hoped would grow stronger.

A deep feeling of peace entered Sebastian as Alastar cried out and ropes of pearly white cream shot from his cock. He’d done that. He made this big, strong, powerful man cry out in pleasure.

For a long moment, Sebastian felt like he was floating in euphoria and then his breathing began to settle down to a more even beat. He moved toward Alastar, impelled involuntarily by his own passion and need to possess the man.

“Alastar,” he whispered as he watched the small pulse beat at the base of the man’s throat. His own pulse quickened when Alastar’s large hand took his face and held it gently. Alastar leaned down and claimed Sebastian’s lips.

It wasn’t Sebastian’s first kiss, but it might as well have been. It was his first kiss from one of his mates. The kiss was surprisingly gentle, but Sebastian’s calm of moments ago was still shattered. The intensity flaring between them rocked Sebastian to his toes.

Alastar finally lifted his head and stared down at him. Sebastian felt the need to look away but didn’t. He was a man, a Delta werewolf. He should never be afraid to look anyone in the eyes, let alone a vampire.

As soon as he thought those words, Sebastian’s heart ached. He knew he should be ashamed of himself. Alastar hadn’t been anything but absolutely wonderful to him. Sebastian needed to give the man a chance even if he felt hesitant.

“Are you okay, Sebastian?”

He nodded, then shook his head a moment later. “I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you fix your pants and we’ll talk, okay?” Alastar asked as he fixed his own pants.

Sebastian nodded and stood to his feet. He could feel his face heat up as he stuffed himself back into his pants and zipped up. He couldn’t believe he just let someone suck him off right there next to the river. Anyone could have seen them.

“If anyone saw us, Sebastian,” Alastar said as he pointed back behind him, “it was the little cutie in the backseat of the car.”

Sebastian’s eyes widened as he glanced past Alastar to see Dobry watching them through the backseat window. He looked frightened rather than aroused. Sebastian ran a hand through his hair and kicked at a small pile of sand.

“Well, shit!”

“Sebastian, he’s going to see us together at some point,” Alastar said. “Don’t you think he should get used to it sooner rather than later?”

“I don’t want him to be afraid anymore, Alastar.” Sebastian turned to look at Alastar when he felt the man’s hand on his arm. Alastar looked so needy, so hopeful. In that moment, Sebastian knew he’d give his mate anything.

“Then we need to show him what it means to be with someone you care about.” Alastar spoke softly. “He needs to know that intimacy between people, especially mates, is not wrong. It really can be a wonderful thing.”

Sebastian frowned, suddenly feeling jealous of anyone Alastar might have been with in the past. “How would you know? You’ve never been with a mate before.”

“No, I haven’t, but I’ve dreamed about it often enough.” Alastar cupped Sebastian’s cheek. “But nothing I ever dreamed of could ever compare to the reality of you and Dobry. And for that, I will be forever grateful to fate, destiny, and anyone else I need to thank.”

Sebastian melted right into Alastar’s arms. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. He couldn’t deny the truth any longer.

He wanted Alastar and Dobry and whatever they brought into his life.

Human or vampire, it didn’t matter to him. They were his mates.

Sebastian stroked his hand down the side of Alastar’s face, smiling when he felt the man leaned into his caress. “Come on, mate, let’s take Dobry home and show him what it’s like to be mated to a werewolf and a vampire.”

Alastar cocked an eyebrow at Sebastian but headed to the car a moment later. Sebastian took just a moment to collect himself, looking out over the riverfront. His life had just taken a turn he never thought it ever would, and he couldn’t really say he was saddened by it. Confused, yes, but saddened, no.

With a small chuckle at the twists of fate, Sebastian walked to the car. He climbed in the front passenger seat and buckled up before turning to look back at Dobry. The man still looked pale, his eyes so wide that they dominated his face.

“Hey, Dobry, how are you feeling?” Sebastian asked. “Are you excited about getting to the house? It’s not too much farther.”

Dobry’s stare turned mutinous as he turned to glare at Alastar. “I saw what he did to you,” he murmured. “How can you ride in the same car with him after that? You know he’ll just want to do it again.”

“Dobry, Alastar didn’t do anything to me that I didn’t want him to do,” Sebastian said quickly. “He wouldn’t. You said it yourself, Alastar isn’t like the vampire that killed my father. He isn’t like the men who held you, either.”

“Then why did he do that?” Dobry said as he gestured to the waterfront. “Why did he—”

Sebastian unhooked his seatbelt and climbed out of the car to move around and sit in the back beside Dobry. He held his arms out to the man and waited. Dobry took half a second before he threw himself into Sebastian’s arms.

Sebastian could no longer deny himself the feel of Dobry’s skin.

He was drawn to the man as much as he was to Alastar. He wrapped his arms around Dobry’s shaking body and gently stroked his hands down the man’s back.

“I swear to you, Dobry, Alastar wasn’t hurting me,” Sebastian whispered against Dobry’s head. He turned so that his eyes met Alastar’s worried ones over the seat. “He didn’t do anything to me that I didn’t want him to do, and if I’m really lucky, he’ll do it again.”

Sebastian hoped that Alastar understood his silent message. He wanted the man to understand that he wanted whatever they could have together, whatever they could build between them. He knew his silent message was received when Alastar smiled and tears prickled the corners of his silver-gray eyes.

Sebastian knew there was something special about Alastar from the very beginning. He was just surprised that it was his understanding nature. Alastar seemed to be taking this all in stride—

Sebastian’s dislike of vampires and Dobry’s fear of just about everything. Nothing seemed to faze him.

“I know that you were horribly abused by the men who had you, Dobry, but not everyone is like that. Neither is intimacy between people. Most times, it’s loving and caring and feels wonderful. It doesn’t have to be hurtful or filled with pain.”

“I don’t believe you,” Dobry whispered.

Sebastian’s heart ached. He looked up at Alastar again, hoping he might have a thought, but the tears silently falling down the man’s face just made it worse. But they did give Sebastian an idea. He gently gripped Dobry’s face and turned him toward Alastar.

“Does that look like a man who wants to hurt us?” he asked quietly.

Dobry’s breath caught in his throat. He sat up and leaned toward Alastar to wipe away one of his tears. Pulling his finger back, he stared down at it for several tense moments before looking back up at Alastar.

“You’re crying,” Dobry said. “Why are you crying?”

Alastar let out a half sniffle, half chuckle as he wiped his face on the back of his sleeve. “I don’t like seeing you in pain. It makes me hurt right here,” Alastar said as he thumped his chest right over his heart. “You’re my mate. Your pain is my pain.”

Sebastian could see Dobry frown at Alastar’s words. He knew where Dobry’s mind was going before it even got there. “Dobry, you’re Alastar’s mate as much as you’re my mate.”

“But, I thought—” Dobry started. He glanced at Sebastian, his confusion written all over his face.

Sebastian shook his head. “Does it make a lot of sense to you for fate to mate me to two separate men and not mate them together, too?

I’d be spending half my time with one of you and the other half with Alastar. Does that seem fair to you?”

“No, but,” Dobry looked down at his hands as he twisted them together, “I don’t know a lot about fair.”

“Alastar and I hope to change that, Dobry.”

Dobry’s eyebrows drew together. He bit his lip. Sebastian knew he wanted to say something but figured the man was afraid to. “Just say it, Dobry,” he said gently. “Neither Alastar nor I will ever get upset with you for saying what’s on your mind.”

“Do I have to–to—” Dobry gestured out the front window to where Alastar had given Sebastian a blow job.

Saddened, but understanding Dobry’s fear, Sebastian shook his head. “No, baby, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.

But I want you to understand something. The things that happen between Alastar and me make me feel good. I want them. Alastar wants them. You’re going to see us do things together.”

Dobry whimpered quietly.

“Dobry, I swear I will never hurt Sebastian,” Alastar said. “I can only hope with time that you will understand that what happens between Sebastian and me, when we touch each other or kiss or anything else, we’re only doing it to show each other how much we care about each other.”

Dobry grabbed for his blanket and scooted back to sit in the corner of the backseat. It reminded Sebastian too much of the way Dobry had crouched down in the cage Alpha Rodrick had him in.

“Dobry, please, won’t you come sit with me?” Sebastian asked as he held his arms out again. “I promise just to hold you like I did before. I won’t do anything more.”

Dobry eyed him warily for a moment, then moved over to sit next to him. Sebastian was too choked up over the amount of trust Dobry was showing to say anything. He glanced at Alastar and saw he was in much the same condition. Sebastian just shook his head as he cradled Dobry to his chest.

Alastar nodded and turned around to start the car. Sebastian waited for the car to start up and begin moving when he heard a sudden gasp from the front seat of the car. He glanced up sharply, his heart pounding when Alastar’s face paled.

“What?”

Alastar pointed to the image growing bigger in the rearview mirror. “I think they found us.”

Dobry glanced through the back window. He could see a car coming down the road. He didn’t recognize the car, but he could see that it was being driven like crazy, speeding down the road.