Bailey Bradford - Southwestern Shifters 07 - Revolution (14 page)

“Of course I’m going to give them a chance,”
Jameson scolded Luuk, trying not to outright scowl at him as they all headed towards the dining room.
“And I’m going to have Nathan and Gabe both teach me whatever it is they do that makes their mate snap in line.”
Jameson gave Luuk his best wide-eyed look then sauntered in front of him, adding enough swing to his hips to make Luuk draw a sharp breath.

“Dude, didn’t mean to scare you with the whole horny bit,” Gabe said, bounding to his side. “I tend to just blurt stuff out, not ’cause I have no filters, but because it’s fun.” He grinned so endearingly Jameson couldn’t help but laugh. Some of that jealous feeling began to fade, and as Gabe babbled at his side, Jameson realised he had a new friend, too.

It had been a long time since Luuk had been around so many people, and at first, relaxing was impossible. Slowly, his muscles gave up their tenseness, possibly in response to each cackling laugh or teasing joke, or perhaps the loving glances being exchanged between mates. By the time the meal was done, he felt the first bonds of trust tethering him and Jameson to the other three couples.

Marcus slid down in his chair a little and slouched as he rubbed his stomach. “Damn, I don’t think I can get up.” He flinched as soon as he finished the last word. “Shit.”
Gabe arched a brow. “They make medicine for that kind of problem. You’d probably have to take a lot of it—”
“He has no problems getting
up
,” Nathan interrupted, looking rather sultry as he turned towards Marcus. “Or keeping it up, or making me come so hard I pass out.”
Well. Marcus looked smug, and Luuk knew he wasn’t the only guy at the table with a semi or full-on erection.
Gabe opened his mouth, a devilish glint in his eyes, but Mika grabbed him at the nape and pulled him over for a rough kiss. Todd blushed and Adam watched Gabe and Mika unabashedly as he scooted closer to Todd. Jamie sighed and leaned closer to Luuk, the scent of Jamie’s arousal saturating Luuk as he drew a breath.
“I think that’s enough,” Marcus said, pushing his chair back. He stood and groaned slightly as he held a hand out to Nathan. “I’d like to discuss possible means of returning Luuk to his position, if everyone could get their hormones under control rather than going at each other like over-sexed teens.”
“Under-sexed teens,” Gabe snarked. “They’re worse ’cause they don’t get any and are desperately horny. And don’t even think that means I don’t get any, ’cause I do. Often. Jerk.”
“You’re just desperately horny regardless, and I love you for it,” Mika murmured so quietly Luuk almost didn’t hear him. But Gabe beamed at Mika, and Mika stood, keeping his hand on Gabe’s nape. “I’m sure y’all don’t need us for the planning. Not like I’ll be able to concentrate on anything else right now.” And with that, he bent and hefted Gabe over one shoulder. Gabe squealed and Mika landed a loud slap to his ass. Gabe’s delighted purr was just as loud.
Luuk dragged his gaze away from the pair and a part of him wished he could do the same with Jamie, but he knew the wait would only make their coming together more intense. “Shall we?” he asked, standing as well and gesturing towards the study.
“I was afraid we were going to be given another show,” Adam said behind them as they made their way to the room. “Although I didn’t see it, you did.”
Luuk knew he was talking to Todd, but Adam wasn’t being particularly quiet or using his mate-link with Todd, so he must not have cared who heard. Nathan, however, proved he was done with the sex talking.
“Guys, please,” Nathan groused, “can we get off that topic? I’m going to need every functioning brain cell I’ve got, and so will everyone else.”
“Part of being a shifter is the ramped up sex-drive,” Marcus said as he opened the door. “It’s definitely a bonus, but it can distract us sometimes when we need to deal with other things.”
Nathan nodded. “Yeah, I’ve known mates who have fucked even when one of them was seriously injured. Just had to be with each other.”
Luuk realised the explanation was more for Todd and Adam than anything else. He’d forgotten they were new shifters. It had to be a big shock, being turned. It had been a huge change for Jamie, of course, but Jamie had adapted quickly, probably more from necessity than not. No, that wasn’t fair—Jamie was incredibly strong even though he didn’t seem to realise it. He’d done what needed to be done and never once questioned it.
Inside the study, everyone took a seat, Jamie sitting on the arm of Luuk’s chair. Luuk looked at Marcus. “What is your suggestion?” He didn’t know Marcus really, but he’d bet the man had come up with something before he’d ever set foot on the plane.
Marcus’ wry smile was acknowledgement of Luuk’s perceptiveness. “Well, I’ve had a few talks with Nathan, Adam and Todd, and yes, Gabe and Mika. For all that Gabe might act like a”—Marcus snorted—“under-sexed teenager, he’s very smart and wickedly mean if he wants to be. He suggested some torture techniques that will give me nightmares…” He shuddered and so did Nathan, who mumbled, “Gabe and his damned spatulas…”
“I don’t think I want to know,” Jamie said.
Todd grinned shyly and looked at Adam. “Well, Gabe has an imagination that’s out of this world. He used to scare the tar out of me when I’d sleep over when we were kids, telling spooky stories.”
“Jameson could spin a good tale too.” Adam tipped his chin towards Luuk and Jamie. “Camping with him was an adventure. I don’t know if he ever told you about some of those trips.”
“Some.” But not many, because Jamie had been afraid to talk too much about Adam at first, worried Luuk would get the wrong idea. Then later, because it hurt Jamie to think back on those times.
“Yes, well, I don’t have a creative bone in my body.” Marcus glanced around. “There a map in here somewhere?”
“I can get the laptop.” Jamie hopped up and hurried from the room.
“We’ve encountered Luther’s men in Amsterdam, of course, as well as Germany, Poland, Lithuania… Well, in just about every country my guards have been to. However”— Marcus leant forward, elbows on his legs right above his knees—“his troops aren’t exactly loyal. Many are scared of dying, and that’s the only reason they serve him. We’ve brought more than a few of his men to our side.”
Jamie came back in and shut the door. He was walking and looking at the laptop screen, his expression so serious and focused, Luuk longed to muss him up. Jamie sucked in a sharp breath and turned hose big eyes on him, and the promise there caused a growl to rumble from Luuk’s lips. Jamie’s mouth curved in a smile that made Luuk’s cock so hard it ached, then Jamie turned to Marcus. “Was it your men who killed the shifters in the forest outside of Wroclaw?”
“It was,” Nathan answered, clearly not the type of mate to sit back and let the other lead, even if his ‘other’ was an Alpha Anax. “If they had just waited a couple days longer, they’d have been there when y’all came through. But things worked out.”
“So far,” Marcus amended. “They will continue to do so, if we work together. Can I see that map?”
Jamie handed the laptop over and Marcus stood, backing up so that when he turned the laptop around everyone else could see it. “We still have guards here, here and here,” he said, tapping at the screen. “But I’ve sent the majority to Haarlem, Leiden, Utrecht and a few of the other nearest towns. Plus, there are the guards with us. I really think the direct approach is the best method here. We go in and force a battle for the Alpha Anax position. Luther can’t refuse, and there will be enough of us to discourage any bullshit. I hope.”
Adam frowned at the laptop, then at Marcus. “Luther is in Amsterdam. You don’t think several hundred of us, in human or wolf form, marching down the streets will be noticeable?” Adam asked, voicing the very question on Luuk’s tongue. “I asked that before, I know, and you don’t seem to think it would be problematic.”
“I would have the other guards in the surrounding towns begin approaching now, in smaller groups, with us coming in last. We’ve rented buses that have tourist insignia on them, so I would hope no one would catch on. No humans, at least. I suppose we might not stay hidden from shifters.” Marcus twisted around and set the laptop down before facing them again and continuing. “However, Nathan suggested something else.”
Nathan stood and joined Marcus. “Yes, I think Marcus and I should request a meeting with Luther, a kind of ‘we’re visiting royalty’-type crap, even though we aren’t. Or more likely, stoke his ego with a request to meet with the big, bad asshole since we are on his territory.” Nathan rolled his eyes. “And you and Jameson would, of course, come with us.” Nathan studied him intently. Luuk studied him right back, knowing what Nathan must be seeing.
Despite the rest, Luuk had three years of struggling to survive showing on him. He was thin and not as impressive as he used to be.
“But I’m angry, and determined, and I won’t let my people down,” he said, his voice low and raw. “I may not look like much anymore, but there’s more power in this body of mine than ever.” Maybe not actual strength, but Luuk’s wolf was surging under the surface, ready to show Nathan and Marcus just how up to the challenge he was. Luuk barely kept the beast restrained.
“Okay.” Nathan nodded curtly, “I believe you. It’s not always bulk and brawn that gets the job done anyway.” He glanced at Marcus. “And another option is to ambush him, like—”
“No.” Luuk wouldn’t have that. “I won’t wait in some dark corner and come at him from behind. I want an honest fight, as it should be.”
“But it wasn’t, not in the first place,” Nathan pointed out. “He didn’t challenge you, he took the coward’s way—” He bit his lip for a second then said, “Probably I should shut up. I keep forgetting the guy is your brother.”
“I’d like to think about this for a while.” Luuk didn’t believe he would come up with any better ideas. Drawing Luther out was a must, but he didn’t want to be dishonest about it, although if push came to shove, he’d force a confrontation somehow or another, even if it was in the middle of a crowded street in Amsterdam.
“All right. Let’s talk it over at breakfast.” Marcus offered his hand to Luuk and Jamie both, and Nathan did the same. Adam and even Todd were even friendlier, both of them hugging Luuk as well as Jamie. They said their goodnights then Luuk took Jamie’s hand.
“Grab the laptop, would you, love?” Jamie stretched for it and Luuk used his other hand to trace the curve of Jamie’s spine all the way to his ass. “So sweet,” he murmured when Jamie gasped. With everyone else gone, Luuk didn’t see any reason to make either of them wait any longer.
Jamie looked over his shoulder, eyes dark with lust. “Luuk—here?”
Luuk let go of Jamie’s hand. “Yes. Here.”

Jamie left off messing with the laptop and Luuk caught his arm, spinning him back around. Jamie’s lips parted and Luuk’s wolf responded, howling with need. It wasn’t just his beast that needed Jamie, but Luuk himself. He needed to make Jamie come apart for him, feel him shiver and hear him cry out.

“Yes,” Jamie scraped out, trembling and pressing close. Luuk brought his hand up from Jamie’s butt to his nape. He held tight and guided Jamie’s head back.
Luuk slanted his mouth over Jamie’s and moaned as he tasted Jamie. He slid his other hand down and around, palming Jamie’s cock through his jeans, and Jamie whimpered. Luuk growled, aggression welling up, not to hurt, but to mark his mate, to claim him again.
Jamie’s hands were on his ass, kneading, pressing him closer so that Luuk had to tug his hand out from between them. He wrapped it around the back of Jamie’s thigh, then dragged his palm up until his fingers were rubbing Jamie’s balls. Jamie bit at his lips, his tongue, and Luuk growled again, plundering Jamie’s mouth as he spun them.
The couch was the closest surface and he stopped beside it to pull Jamie off him. Jamie struggled, not fighting him, but making him work to turn Jamie around. “You’re wanting something, Jamie?”
Jamie grunted and narrowed his eyes. “I don’t know what I want, other than that it’s you. I need…” He stopped and squeezed his cock. “More.”
“I’ll give you everything you need, love, always,” Luuk promised. He saw the image that flashed through Jamie’s mind, Mika’s big hand landing on Gabe’s ass. Luuk was going to make sure Jamie melted for him, but he’d leave Mika and Gabe to play with the spanking for now. Later, perhaps, when it was only he and Jamie…
Luuk pulled Jamie to him again and the kiss he gave Jamie wasn’t gentle by any means. Jamie clung to him hard enough to leave bruises, his nails biting into Luuk’s skin. Luuk pushed his hands under Jamie’s shirt at the same time Jamie reached under his. Jamie scored his back, fiery trails fuelled by the same want driving Luuk. Luuk tore at Jamie’s pants, uncaring of how they came off, as long as Jamie wasn’t hurt and he was nude.
He bit and sucked Jamie’s lips, the coppery tang of blood hitting his tongue. It made Luuk fierce, his need pulsing. Jamie went wild for him, ripping Luuk’s shirt and battling him at his waistband. By the time they were naked, Luuk knew they both had some wounds, and every one of them would be throbbing as they fucked.
He left off sucking Jamie’s mouth to bite at his neck, leaving a trail of purple marks down the length of it while Jamie rutted against him. Jamie’s cock was hard and scalding Luuk’s thigh. He wedged it between Jamie’s legs, giving Jamie something more to hump.
“Fuck,” Jamie rasped, drawing the word out over several thrusts. Luuk didn’t warn him; Jamie’s climax was near. The scent of his pre-cum grew stronger and his hips stuttered. Luuk bit, marking Jamie in the elemental way his wolf needed,
he
needed. Jamie keened and jolted, and cum spurted onto Luuk’s thigh and hip.
His own cock was hard, wet-tipped with proof of his desire, but Luuk wasn’t going to come until he had Jamie’s tight ass wrapped around his shaft. He suckled the bite until Jamie stopped undulating against him, then Luuk carefully extracted his teeth from the wound and lapped at the blood seeping from it.
Jamie’s dick wasn’t exactly hard, but it wasn’t far from it. Luuk spun him around and pushed, and in seconds he had Jamie down, one leg hiked up on the couch, the other on the floor. Jamie began panting, moaning softly as he rolled his head against the couch cushion. “Please, please…”
Luuk spread Jamie’s cheeks and licked over his opening. Jamie’s musky scent and flavour fired his need higher. He pushed his ass hard, making his hole gape as Luuk tongued it.
“Fuck me,” Jamie started with, then said it repeatedly as Luuk pressed his tongue into his ass. Luuk sucked the furled skin and dug his thumbs into the fleshy globes he was holding apart.
Jamie shrieked and clawed at the couch, the floor, Luuk didn’t know what all. He kept eating Jamie’s ass until Jamie sobbed, then he surged up and held his cock. Jamie’s need was driving into him, stronger even than his own. Luuk put his tip to Jamie’s hole. He rubbed over that spit-slick skin, Jamie’s warmth and the clenching of his ring almost making Luuk spurt all over his ass.
“Now,” Luuk gritted out. He kept one hand on Jamie’s ass and thrust hard, sinking into his welcoming heat.
“Luuk!” Jamie shouted, arching beautifully for him. “Fuck me!”
Luuk was going to do just that. He let go of his cock and grabbed Jamie’s shoulder, then shoved the rest of the way in. Jamie’s muscles contracted around him, pulling on his cock. Luuk bit his cheek, needing the pain to distract him before he brought this lovemaking to an early end. He bottomed out, his balls slapping against Jamie’s, only to pull out fully and drive in again.
Jamie cursed and whined as Luuk kept at it, completely withdrawing and sinking all the way back in. He loved the way Jamie’s inner walls massaged his cock, the way Jamie’s back was sheened with sweat, the way he quivered, his flanks shaking almost constantly.
Luuk pounded into Jamie faster, not pulling out more than halfway. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back as he tightened his hold on his mate. Jamie kept making sounds, amazing, wordless sounds, as if every drive in shoved them out of him. Luuk’s brain was melting, his body on fire, his wolf ravenous for his mate.
But Luuk wanted more, he always wanted more of Jamie. He thrust in and ground against Jamie’s ass, opening his eyes to watch the way Jamie’s butt bounced for him.
“C’mere,” Luuk grunted, locking his arms around Jamie. He rocked back onto his heels then sat, bringing Jamie down on him. “Ride me.”
Jamie mewled and reached back with one hand, fisting Luuk’s hair. His other was on his cock, stripping it as he started fucking himself onto Luuk’s dick.
“Yeah, love, just like that,” Luuk got out just before his balls began tingling, drawing up to his body. Luuk wasn’t ready, not yet. He pushed back the rising climax, wanting to feel Jamie as long as possible.
Jamie rose up and slammed back down, his movements jarring in a way that only made Luuk hornier. He pulled Jamie down on again and again, then snarled as need clouded his mind, took over his body. Holding back wasn’t in the forecast anymore.
Luuk tipped them both forward, keeping an arm around Jamie so he didn’t faceplant the floor. He had to pull out, which made them both whimper, but he needed to see Jamie, to look in his eyes. Luuk rolled Jamie to his back, Jamie as eager as he was. Jamie’s cock was swollen, the tip fat and deep red from Jamie’s fist. Luuk bent and licked the tip and Jamie yelled, eyes going wide.
“S-stop or I’ll come,” Jamie got out.
Luuk grinned and rose up on his knees. He pushed Jamie’s legs apart then brought Jamie’s heels onto his shoulders. He lined up his cock and leant forward, down, letting Jamie’s body suck him right in.
Jamie moaned and his eyelids fluttered, but he didn’t close them or look away from Luuk. Luuk got a hold of Jamie’s dick, prying Jamie’s hand off it so he could take over. He wanted all of Jamie’s pleasure to come from him, the primal need too strong to ignore. Luuk pulled until Jamie’s hips were up. The silky heat of Jamie’s inner walls was too much. Luuk didn’t even get to a steady thrust—he fucked Jamie without restraint, keeping his fist pumping Jamie’s shaft.
Luuk didn’t know which of them were making what sounds, and he didn’t care. There were shouts, curses, keens and howls, other sounds he couldn’t describe. Jamie’s flesh was throbbing in his hand, and Luuk wanted everything from his mate.
He leant forward slightly and his cock rubbed over Jamie’s gland. Jamie screeched, there was no other word for that sound, and his eyes grew wide before snapping shut as cum shot from his slit.
His ass clamped tight around Luuk’s cock, and Luuk bellowed as well, his vision going bright then grey as he shoved in so deep he felt like he’d never be separated from Jamie. The first jet of cum fired up from his nuts and it was almost painful, perfect, making Luuk’s head spin. He jerked and thrust again, then a third time, before holding still and just letting Jamie milk the spunk right from him.
It took him several minutes to get to where he wasn’t lightheaded and could breathe without shuddering. Luuk opened his eyes and saw that Jamie was all but asleep. Jamie’s eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling in gentle waves, his lips parted. Luuk hated to do it, but there was no other choice. He carefully pulled out, dragging a grumbled curse or two from Jamie.
Jamie didn’t open his eyes, though, and Luuk smiled tenderly as his mate. He touched the bite mark on his shoulder, the high arch of Jamie’s cheekbone, the soft skin beneath his earlobe. Once Luuk thought he could stand, he did so. A glance told him their clothes were pretty much useless. He shrugged and squatted, and in short order had Jamie in his arms. It was time for him to get his mate to bed.