With Abandon: With or Without, Book 3 (16 page)

He loved it here, loved being with Aubrey. He should be happy. Why did Logan have to call and ruin his day? Matt had passed his English exam. He was getting closer to his mate. Everything was going well except now he felt guilty. He should be home to take care of his brothers. Distance was supposed to rid him of that responsibility, but it hadn’t. It only meant that he was too far away to do anything about it.

According to Logan, last night their mom had thrown a hissy fit at dinner when their dad had told her she needed to stay home. She’d thrown her fork across the table at him and barely missed Scott with it. Then she’d told Dad to go to hell and that she wanted a divorce.

Lying on his stomach, Matt folded his hands together and rested his chin on them. He pressed his forehead against the glass and closed his eyes. Mom bringing up divorce was nothing new, but the violence was escalating. More and more it was her initiating the fights instead of both of them. How could two people live like that? They were both miserable.

A honk made Matt open his eyes. He gazed down at the traffic without really seeing it, then turned his head to the side and rested it on the pillow. He stared into the distance at the clouds. They were so white and puffy. It was a pretty day, or it would be if his stomach didn’t hurt. His parents were going to give him gray hair. How ironic.
He nearly laughed at that.

Maybe in a few years, when Aubrey told everyone they were mates, Matt could bring his brothers to live with them. There was plenty of room at Reynolds Hall. Martha and Joanna would spoil them rotten. He, Aubrey and Howard could teach them to be wolves. Dad would never willingly give them up though. He may suck as a husband, but he was a hell of a father. Unfortunately, their mom was neither a good wife nor a good mother.

Matt sighed, trying not to let his frustration get to him. It wouldn’t be fair to stick Aubrey with a bunch of kids anyway.

As if the thought conjured him, the front door clicked open.

Matt rolled to his side to see his mate. He looked untouchable and stuffy in that sleek dark suit, but Matt knew better. Boy, did Matt know better. This weekend had been every fantasy Matt had ever had rolled into one. Making love surpassed his imagination. He didn’t know if it was because they were mates or because Aubrey was very sensual, but it had been sublime.

Strolling into the living room with his laptop case and a grocery bag, Aubrey looked around. He caught sight of Matt and grinned as he dropped his laptop bag next to Matt’s backpack. “Hi.”

“Hi. Is that dinner?”

“This?” Aubrey lifted the plastic bag and started across the living room. “Nope. Tonight is pizza night. This is for you.” He held the bag out to Matt and jiggled it until Matt sat up. “And from the looks of you, you need it.” After Matt took the bag, Aubrey sat down. “What happened?”

The bag held lots and lots of chocolate. There were M&M’s, Hershey’s Kisses, Snickers, Reese’s and several other brands. The sack bulged with bags of the fun-sized candies.

“You rock.” Matt smiled and pulled out the Snickers. His foul mood lightened. It wasn’t that he had chocolate—chocolate was balm for the soul—but because Aubrey had thought of him. This was the second time he’d come home with something especially for Matt.

“I was going to send Carson to the gourmet chocolate shop down the street from the office, but Boskie came in and fucked that up. So I went by the grocery store on the way home. Thought you deserved something for acing your English exam.” Aubrey cupped Matt’s cheek, leaned forward and kissed his nose. He lingered, rubbing Matt’s cheekbone with his thumb. “What’s wrong, sugar?”

“What did Boskie want?”

“Forget that. I’ll tell you about it later. What happened between this afternoon and now that has you in a funk?”

“Why do you think something’s wrong?”

Letting his hand drop, Aubrey arched a brow, daring Matt to deny it. “Because I know you.”

He sure seemed to. It was neat but a little vexing because he couldn’t read Aubrey as easily. Shrugging, Matt unwrapped the candy and popped it into his mouth. He took his time chewing. He didn’t want to bother Aubrey with his problems. He’d just come off as whining.

Aubrey took a piece of candy from the bag, still watching Matt. The way his neck muscles moved as he chewed drew Matt’s gaze. Aubrey had a sexy neck. This morning seemed like so long ago. It was amazing he could even walk with the amount of sex they’d had in the past three days, but the newness and excitement didn’t seem anywhere near wearing off. Oh boy, the memory of this weekend had him hard in seconds flat.

He had to get his mate naked again. Chocolate and family could wait. Matt scooted forward. Unbuttoning Aubrey’s crisp dress shirt revealed hard muscle and soft, curly blond hair. He hadn’t spent near enough time exploring his mate’s body. They kept getting too caught up, and without meaning to Matt lost himself in the pleasure.

The tie.
He had to get the tie off first. He grabbed it and tugged. He wanted skin.

“Hold on a minute, sugar. You’re choking me.” Chuckling, Aubrey stilled Matt’s hands. He undid his own tie and drew it off.

Matt chuckled too and nudged Aubrey backward, making him lie down. He continued on the shirt until it hung open. Aubrey’s chest was wide and strong. There was just a bit of hair, all blond and not real visible, but nice feeling. Matt ran his hands down the rippled planes, marveling at the way they trembled under his touch. He drew circles on Aubrey’s chest. When he brushed against one hard nipple, Aubrey made a small sound. Oh, he liked that. Matt pinched the same nipple, and Aubrey writhed a little.

Stretching his arms over his head, Aubrey smiled at him.

It encouraged Matt. He bent and licked one nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

“Ungh.” Aubrey rested his hand on the back of Matt’s neck.

Pleased with the reaction, Matt sat up. His sight blurred, but he squeezed his eyes shut, willing them not to shift. He didn’t want to miss this. He usually didn’t care much about seeing in color, but he wanted to see his mate as he was. The pale stomach and trail of blond hair made a sharp contrast where they disappeared into the dark waistband. “I like touching you.”

The proof of Aubrey’s desire tenting his slacks had Matt’s eyes blurring again. He traced his fingers down that column of hair until he reached the fabric. Skipping over the belt buckle, he gripped the big cock taunting him.

Aubrey groaned and bucked into the touch. “Good, because I like you touching me too.” Aubrey began unbuckling his belt.

Oh yeah, Matt wanted to see him. He squeezed Aubrey’s prick. His stomach muscles contracted. Matt unbuttoned and unzipped the pants just as Aubrey got the belt undone. Before he could reach in and wrap his fingers around the hot piece of flesh, Aubrey lifted up and shoved his pants and boxers down to his thighs. His erection came free, bobbing against his abdomen for a few moments. As Matt watched, it flexed, and a clear drop seeped out of the slit. What would it taste like? Matt licked his lips.

“Damn, sugar.”

Beckoned by the drop and the unknown, Matt dipped forward and swiped his tongue across the head. The tangy taste was different but not bad. What would a lot of it be like? He had no idea what to do, but he wanted to try.

Aubrey’s cock flexed. He moaned. The sound was rusty and sultry.

Again, Matt had to close his eyes to keep them human. His heart hammered at the thought of taking Aubrey into his mouth. He wanted to. He was kinda nervous though. What if he messed it up?
Can you mess that up?

Aubrey sat up. “Come on.” Grabbing his pants, he hitched them up a little and stood. He helped Matt up and led them to the living room. Letting his pants drop, he toed off one shoe. He pulled his leg free of the pants and boxers before sitting on the couch. Spreading his legs, he gave Matt a great view of hairy muscular thighs, taut balls and long, hard cock. Aubrey held out his hand.

A frisson of anticipation and nerves had Matt’s pulse racing. He’d loved when Aubrey used his mouth on him this weekend. He wanted to experience it from the other side of things. Taking the offered hand, he let Aubrey tug him down until he was sitting on his knees in between Aubrey’s outstretched legs.

The back of Aubrey’s knuckles brushed his cheek. “I couldn’t see as well lying down.”

Matt groaned and rested his head against Aubrey’s thigh. Aubrey loved to watch. That had become apparent this weekend. Everything he did to Matt, he wanted to see. And oh the pleasure in his eyes when he watched… The pinch of Matt’s jeans on his cock grew unbearable, and he had to reach down and adjust himself. Aubrey’s balls were begging for his attention. Matt stuck his tongue out, licking, testing the feel on his tongue. He grabbed Aubrey’s cock and held it up straight as he continued.

Aubrey’s thigh muscles jumped.

Raising his head, Matt caught Aubrey’s rapt gaze and closed his mouth over the tip of his mate’s cock. It was wide and stretched his mouth, but soft. No, not soft, smooth and hot too. He closed his eyes and learned by doing. Without going too far down at first, he explored. The head caressed his tongue as it came out of his mouth. The ridge slid past his lips. He was so horny. With his free hand he mashed his palm against his cock, rubbing a little.

Aubrey’s fingers tickled his cheek. “That feels wonderful, sugar. Can you go down farther?”

Could he?
Matt opened his eyes and glanced up.

The intense pleasure in Aubrey’s gaze was almost his undoing. He wanted nothing more than to please his mate. He’d put that look in those blue eyes. It was humbling. Matt went down farther, taking as much of Aubrey’s dick into his mouth as he could. Only when it became too much, like he was going to gag, did he stop. Slowly at first, he continued up and down, letting the hard flesh slide over his tongue.

The whole time Aubrey watched him. He never stopped caressing Matt’s face. “Use your hand.”

Matt did. His palm moved easily in the spit that had escaped his mouth. He set up a quick rhythm. That sexy stare felt utterly naughty and sensual. Being watched made it more real somehow, more intense. Matt was close to coming. He closed his eyes and pressed his hand harder against himself. Aubrey’s arousal fed his, and he gripped his own cock, squeezing. He wanted his pants out of the way, but he didn’t want to stop to remove them.

After a few minutes, Aubrey laid his hand on the back of Matt’s head and lifted his hips. The tip of his cock hit the back of Matt’s throat, making him choke.

Matt tried to recover and close his lips around Aubrey, but it was too late. Hot spunk flooded his mouth, and the sound of Aubrey’s hoarse groan fell on his ears. He managed to take the shaft and close his lips some, but the salty liquid surprised him and most of it ran right down his chin. The shock of it didn’t hamper his own excitement though. He kept rubbing himself through his jeans. Matt tensed at the incredible friction on his prick. Intense pleasure swamped him, and he joined Aubrey in climax.

His eyes finally shifted, and his gums tingled. He jerked away from Aubrey, letting the still-hard prick spring free. The come dribbled down his chin onto his neck. As semen filled his jeans, his fangs dropped.

“You okay?”

Holy cow.
Slumping against Aubrey’s leg, Matt used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. He probably looked hilarious. Yep, there was a big stain on the crotch of his pants. He grinned.
Stupid fangs.
That was supposed to happen before not after. He couldn’t help but giggle. Leave it to him to get it backward and flub up the ending. He’d been doing pretty danged good too, or at least he thought he had. He really liked doing that. It was…intimate, forbidden kinda, and a huge turn-on.

“Matt?”

“Huh?” Matt rolled his head on Aubrey’s knee until their gazes locked. Aubrey’s blue irises shrank until they were fully human.

Aubrey smiled and there were no fangs. “You okay?”

Matt nodded.

“Sorry, I got carried away. You just looked so damned sexy.” He used the tail of his shirt to clean up the mess on his prick. He dabbed at Matt’s chin with it. Finally, he leaned forward and kissed Matt’s lips.

Grinning, Matt pointed to his teeth. “I made a mess.”

“I’m not complaining at all. That was awesome.” Aubrey pressed his lips together to keep from laughing and nodded. “The teeth and eyes are hot. A little ill-timed but hot. Definitely hot.”

Chuckling again at the picture he must have made, Matt closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Aubrey’s knee. He concentrated on making his eyes and teeth go back to normal. He’d have to try that again without the shifting.

After a few moments, Aubrey lifted Matt’s chin with his finger. He looked as relaxed as Matt. “Now are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

His family had slipped his mind. Matt sighed and presto, just like that, his eyes and teeth returned to normal. He didn’t want to think about his family right now, but the problem wasn’t going to go away for good. Maybe it’d help to talk about it.

Talk about screwing up an afterglow though.

Matt considered going to change his squishy pants, but instead he gave in. He wanted to tell Aubrey. “My mom threatened to divorce my dad again and almost hit my brother with a fork trying to throw it at my dad.”

Aubrey’s eyes widened, and he brushed Matt’s hair off his forehead. “Again?”