Glenn, Stormy and Hagen, Lynn - Pax's Blues [Lady Blue Crew 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) (9 page)

Colt claimed Pax’s lips, partly to shut the man up but partly because Pax was saying all the right words except three—the three that Colt really wanted to hear. Colt kissed Pax until he felt the man settle then slowly raised his head.

Drawing on every bit of courage he had gained over the years, Colt voiced the one question he wasn’t sure he wanted an answer to. Pax’s reply could send him to heaven or drop him into the pits of hell.

“Do you love me, Pax?”

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Pax sputtered as Colt’s words penetrated his brain. How could the hawk not know how he felt about him? Wasn’t it obvious to Colt how Pax felt about him? He’d lowered his defenses and let the man in, gave his mate a part of him that no one had ever possessed.

Pain and sorrow were apparent in Colt’s sapphire-blue eyes as he rolled to the side of the bed. Pax couldn’t understand why his mate was suddenly so sad. Hadn’t he just told Colt how wonderful he was? Didn’t Colt believe him?

“You’re hurt. You can’t get up.” Pax reached out to grab Colt’s arm, but his mate shook off his hold. Pax lay on the med-bed wondering what he had said so wrong that Colt would aggravate his injury.

“You should go to your quarters, Pax,” Colt said as he sat on the side of the bed. Pax got to his hands and knees and crawled across the bed, trying to gain his mate’s attention.

“Colt?”

“Go, Pax,” Colt said in a deadpan tone.

Pax wasn’t sure what was going on. He didn’t understand how Colt was joyous one moment and then standoffish the next, but Pax hadn’t opened his heart, let his defenses down, and given himself fully to this hawk shifter to be turned away and quickly dismissed.

Pax climbed down and walked around the bed, standing directly in front of his mate. “If you don’t tell me what’s wrong then I can’t fix it. I may not be the smartest man on this ship, or even the best looking, but I think I should at least know why you don’t want me anymore!” Pax stabbed his index finger into the palm of his hand as he glared at his mate.

He was too angry right now to care that he was speaking harshly to Colt. Pax had feelings, too, and he’d be damned if his mate could show him the galaxy and then take it back. Pax’s heart couldn’t take that.

Colt’s head snapped up and then cocked to the side as he gaped at Pax. Okay, maybe that was a little too harsh. Pax gulped as he stood his ground. He was scared as hell, but he wasn’t going to back down.

“What makes you think I don’t want you? And what the hell do you mean not the smartest or best looking?”

“But—”

Colt held his hand up, stopping Pax from speaking another word. “You are the smartest, brightest, sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on. I’m hurt because I was waiting for you to…never mind.”

Pax was standing there hanging onto every word Colt was speaking to him when he finally understood something someone was saying. “You think I don’t love you?” he whispered to his mate. “Is that what you think?”

Colt just shrugged his good shoulder as he stared across the room. Pax threw his body at Colt’s, hanging onto him for dear life. “I love you with everything in me, Colt,” Pax cried. He jumped back when he felt Colt wince. “I’m sorry.” His hand hovered over Colt’s injury.

Colt chuckled as he clasped Pax’s hands in his. “Hearing you say that was worth it.”

Pax blushed as he smiled up at his mate. “I love you,” he repeated for good measure. There was no way he’d ever let Colt go a day without him knowing how much happiness he’d brought to Pax. “Do you really think I’m smart and sexy?”

Colt gave Pax a sexy little growl. “Come here, and I’ll show you.”

Pax grinned and started to move closer when his eyes fell on the white gauze wrapped around Colt’s shoulder. Oh, he wanted to be loved on by Colt, but maybe now wasn’t the best time.

“Uh, maybe we should—”

“I’ll tell you what we should do,” Colt said as he hauled Pax closer then lay back against the pillows. “We should find a new and interesting way for me to claim you again.”

Pax had a few ideas. As much as he didn’t want to remember anything about his life before Colt, he had learned a few things beyond blowjobs. Maybe now was the time to teach his mate just what he knew.

“Lay back all the way,” Pax said as he scooted to the side of the bed. Getting Colt’s shirt off wouldn’t be a problem as the doctor had already cut it away. Pax unbuttoned Colt’s pants then moved to the bottom of the bed to pull them off.

Colt’s eyes widened when Pax dropped them on the floor and started stripping his own clothes off. His usual sapphire-blue eyes were darkening, turning a deep midnight color as they filled with lust.

“Damn, baby,” Colt groaned. “You are so fucking beautiful.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

Pax felt incredibly nervous as he stripped his clothes off and dropped them onto the floor. He’d never purposely stripped for someone or tried to be sexy, but he wanted this for Colt. He wanted to show the man how much he meant to him.

Once he was naked, Pax searched the cupboards until he found a small tube of gel. It wasn’t lube, but it would work for his purposes. He carried the gel back to the bed and arched an eyebrow at Colt.

“Do you want to watch or—”

“Watch!” Colt shouted and then flushed fiercely.

Pax giggled and climbed up onto the bed. He lifted his leg and straddled Colt, facing in the opposite direction. Pax’s heart thundered in his chest as he squirted a bit of gel out on his fingers. Pax dropped the tube on the bed beside him then reached back with his hand and spread the gel between his cheeks.

“Fuck, little bird, that’s…that’s—”

Pax shuddered as Colt grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He was totally on display, and he knew it. Colt was leaning so close that Pax could feel the man’s breath blow out across his heated skin.

Colt groaned loud and clear when Pax’s fingers moved over his hole. “Push it in, baby, fuck that beautiful ass.”

Pax could feel his breathing speed up as he pressed his finger into his tight hole. He was starting to get into things, Colt’s arousal wrapping around him and filling every cell in his body until Pax thought he might explode just from the sound of the man’s voice.

Pax pressed in another finger and then another, hoping he was giving Colt a good show. By the sounds of Colt’s rapid breathing and the tight grip the man had on his ass cheeks, Colt was enjoying every bit of it.

Pax nearly jumped out of his skin when Colt leaned forward and gently bit his rounded ass. In all of his years, all the things he had done, no one had ever bit his ass. And damned if he didn’t want it to happen again.

“Colt,” Pax groaned. He couldn’t even see his mate, and he was so aroused he thought he might pass out.

“I need, little bird,” Colt panted. “How do you want to do this?”

That was Pax’s cue. He pulled away from Colt and turned around, pushing the man back down onto the pillows. He wagged his finger at Colt, chastising him for exerting himself. “Stay there or I leave. You let me do all the work.”

Colt grinned. “Yes, sir.”

Pax snorted and moved his ass up into the air. He reached down between their bodies and grabbed Colt’s cock in his hands. With his eyes glued to Colt’s, Pax slowly lowered himself onto the man’s big, fat cock, one glorious inch at a time.

“Damn, how did I ever not know about this position?” Colt groaned.

Pax blinked astonishment. “You’ve never done it in this position before?”

“No!” Colt’s eyes closed for a moment. His hands tightened around Pax’s hips as he bottomed out inside of Pax. “Never really thought about it before.” Colt panted. “I guess I always needed to be on top, to be in charge.”

“Well, that was stupid.” Pax snickered.

Colt’s deep sapphire-blue eyes snapped open. “Stupid?”

Pax grinned. “Yeah, stupid. You missed a lot.”

To prove his point, Pax lifted his hips then let them drop, impaling himself on Colt’s cock. A broken grunt fell from Colt’s mouth, a sound Pax enjoyed so much he did it again, and then again and again. Pretty soon, he worked up a good rhythm.

By the time Colt got in on the act and started thrusting up into him, Pax was panting heavily. His cock was so hard that it ached as it bobbed around. Pax planted one hand on Colt’s chest for leverage. He grabbed Colt’s good hand with the other one and brought it to his cock.

“Touch me.”

Pax’s eyes rolled back into his head when Colt began to stroke his hand up and down his cock, slow at first then with increasing speed. Had anything ever felt so good in his life? Well, besides being claimed by Colt?

Pax was close. He could feel his balls starting to draw up close to his body. He needed Colt to come with him. Pax moved his hands and grabbed on to Colt’s nipples, gently twisting them as he moved up and down on the man’s cock.

Colt shouted and stiffened, driving his cock so deep inside of Pax’s ass that he was almost tossed off the man’s body. Hot liquid spurted into Pax’s ass, driving him over the edge and mingling his cries of completion with Colt’s.

Breathless, Pax collapsed down on top of Colt, making sure he landed on the uninjured side. He planted a couple of soft kisses on Colt’s chest then snuggled his head under the man’s chin. There wasn’t another place in the world he wanted to be other than where he was at right now.

“That was fucking fantastic, little bird,” Colt murmured against the top of Pax’s head.

Pax smiled at the praise and then patted Colt’s chest. “Rest.”

“Can you reach the blanket without moving from where you’re at?”

Pax lifted his head and looked around for the blanket Colt was talking about. He followed the direction of Colt’s fingers until he spotted a green blanket folded at the bottom of the bed. Pax grabbed it, shook it out, then spread it over the both of them.

Holding the blanket to him so it wouldn’t slip, Pax curled back into Colt’s body. He placed a quick kiss on Colt’s lips then tucked his head back into its spot under Colt’s chin. Pax patted Colt’s chest again then closed his eyes.

“Now, rest or I won’t show you a few other positions I know about.”

“You drive a hard bargain, little bird.” Colt chuckled.

Pax smiled when he heard Colt yawn. “It’s not a bargain. It’s a promise.”

Chapter 6

Imlay opened the sick bay doors and started to walk in when he spotted the two naked men cuddled beneath a blanket on the medical bed. He shook his head as he stepped back, allowing the doors to close as he walked away.

“Nasty habit,” he grumbled.

Why men chose to show their affection in a physical manner was beyond him. Imlay never understood what was so special about sex that men seemed to lose their minds with lust. That’s exactly why he never bothered with it. It was a carnal act that made no sense.

Imlay walked into the quarters the commander had assigned him. He guessed it would have to do. There was no literature here to feed his knowledge, nothing but mind-numbing ship manuals. It was as if the crew had used this room for storage before assigning it to him.

With a handkerchief from his own pocket, Imlay began the nasty detail of wiping the cupboards and dresser off. He coughed a little, waving his hand in front of his face as dust clouds rose in the air.

“They’re all animals,” he complained as his pristine white handkerchief turned an ugly shade of black. Imlay pinched it between his fingers and walked it to the trash receptacle before allowing his fingers to part company with the disgusting filth.