Hagen, Lynn - Remi's Pup [Brac Pack 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (4 page)

“Who is this new Alpha?” Maverick asked cautiously.

“His name is Zeus. He wishes a meeting with you, sir.”

Maverick stepped away to consult with his Beta, Kota, and his Commander, Hawk. Since Timber wolves had superior hearing, Remi heard it all.

“Do you think this is a setup?” Maverick asked the two. “I don’t trust Jackson’s sneaky ass. With the last stunt he pulled trying to take our mates, he can’t be trusted.”

“We could set up a meeting in a public place with his Beta and Commander present as well. Of course, we would have Sentries placed in strategic locations to assure that the peace remained.” Commander Hawk replied.

Maverick turned back to the three wolves. “Very well. Have your new Alpha and his two top men meet me at The Café tomorrow at noon.”

The three wolves bowed, looking around to see if it was okay for them to leave. Tank stepped aside to allow them their escape.

“Get our mates home,” Maverick ordered Storm.

“Yes, Alpha.”

* * * *

The four guys were chatting away in the truck on the way home, retelling their harrowing experience at the hands of the three rogue wolves. The warrior Storm chuckled as he listened to them embellish the tale.

“I thought my mate, Maverick, was going to take their heads off.” Cecil puffed his chest in pride.

“No way. Hawk looked like he was going to turn into a wolf and eat them.” Johnny giggled.

“Nah, Dakota would have scrambled all their brains together.” Blair laughed.

Drew smiled at the ridiculousness of Johnny, Blair, and Cecil. The three were comical together. He just sat there and listened to them, not knowing Remi well enough to say what he would have done. What was his mate like? Was he fierce or coolheaded? Was he playful or serious? Drew had a yearning now to find out. He wanted to know everything he could about the handsome man.

“Remi would have kicked their butts, too, Drew.” Johnny squeezed Drew’s knee, laughing the whole time. Drew felt warmness toward Johnny for including his mate in the tale of butt kicking. He wanted to be accepted by them, wanted them to like him.

He decided at that moment that his mate deserved someone he could be proud to call his. He would fight this addiction with everything in him. Drew became excited to see Remi at home. Home. He even liked the idea of calling that chaotic place home.

Storm pulled into the gravel drive and waited for the other two vehicles to join them. “I’m not letting you guys out until I have full coverage just in case the scene back at the center was a diversion for an ambush at home.”

When the others arrived, Storm hit the unlock button, signaling to the four passengers that it was okay to get out.

Drew immediately went to Remi, entwining his fingers in his mate’s. Remi smiled warmly at him as he led him toward the house.

“Sorry you didn’t get to spend more time out today.” Remi snaked his arm around Drew’s waist, kissing him on top of his head.

“It’s okay. I had fun. Thanks. Cecil, Blair, and Johnny sure know how to make a tale grow though.” He laughed.

Remi stopped and looked down at him. “Your smile is beautiful. I’d like to see it more.”

Drew blushed as he climbed the steps with Remi at his side.

They entered the den in full swing. Some of the Sentries had taken off for patrol as the others grabbed beers and started playing video games and shooting pool. Drew stood there fascinated at the camaraderie everyone was showing.

“Hey, Remi. Were you shaking in your space boots when the little pups showed up?” Jasper teased.

“Fuck you, queeny. Go bake some cookies or something.” Remi flipped him off.

“I’ll bake you some, all right. Not saying they won’t be laced with arsenic.” Jasper slapped a hand over his mouth as he looked over at Cecil. “Fuck, Cecil. I’m sorry, little guy.”

“Knew you were an ass, Jazz.” Remi pulled Drew over to the bar, sitting him down and getting him a soda.

“Are you two always like that?” Drew asked as he accepted the orange soda from his mate.

“It’s a love-hate relationship. We love to hate each other.” Remi smiled and tapped his finger on the tip of Drew’s nose.

“You guys really hate each other?” How did you trust someone to have your back on patrol if you hated them? Drew couldn’t figure that out. He sipped his soda as he watched Remi’s muscles bulge and flex when he twisted the top off of a beer. Damn, was he hot.

“Nah, it’s just fun harassing each other.”

“Oh.” Why was Drew feeling jealous? Did he think the two slept together? Maybe he wanted that same carefree relationship he had with Jasper.

“What’s wrong, pup?” Drew knew Remi could read him. He pressed his lips together before he could blurt out his insecurities. Remi didn’t seem the type to answer to anyone, let alone a half-were. Instead, he went with something safe. “Nothing.”

“Lying will get you spanked.” Remi winked at him.

Drew looked around the room. He knew wolves had exceptional hearing, and even though the noise level was astounding, they would still hear. He didn’t want anyone privy to his and his mate’s intimate details. If they ever got that far. Drew was beginning to think Remi looked at him more like a kid brother than someone he wanted to fuck into the mattress.

He mouthed
really
to his mate.

Remi smiled and tugged on his ear, taking a swallow of his beer.

Yeah, kid brother.

Drew began to wonder why Remi hadn’t claimed him and bound him to his mate? It was something that was done right away when a wolf found his mate. It couldn’t be because of his age. Hell, he was nineteen. Although the shifters lived to be one thousand years old, they never claimed a mate under the age of eighteen.

They agreed with that human law. Wolves matured at the same rate as a young humans did until they hit the age of thirty, and then everything slowed down to a crawl. The aging process pretty much went dormant until they reached eight hundred and fifty, then they looked like an aged human at sixty-five and stayed that way until their death.

Drew began to question himself. Did his mate not find him attractive? Did he not want an addict? Maybe he was a disappointment to Remi? Maybe Remi didn’t want the hassle of enduring the struggle Drew went through every day? He became agitated. He wanted to be alone.

Drew slid off of the stool and left the den, walking up to his room. What if Remi never claimed him? Would he have to spend the rest of his life by the gorgeous man’s side without knowing the intimacy they should have shared? If Remi bound Drew to him, he would live as long as his mate did. If he didn’t, Drew would only have a half life being a half-wolf. He would only live five hundred long, lonely and torturous years.

He squealed as he was spun in the air, grabbing for something to anchor him. Remi laughed, “And where is my mate heading off to?”

Drew clung to him as Remi carried him down the hall and into their room. He held on tight as Remi tried to set him down. Drew didn’t want to let go, wanted to stay in his arms forever.

“Drew, what’s wrong, love?” He knew Remi could feel him trembling.

“Why won’t you mate me? Am I too ugly? Is it because I’m addicted to drugs? Why?” Drew buried his face in his mate’s chest, inhaling that musky, manly smell only his mate held for him. No other would ever smell this good.

“Is that what you think? I won’t mate you because you don’t appeal to me or because you’re fighting an addiction?” Remi asked gently as he ran his hands through Drew’s hair.

“I haven’t claimed you yet, pup, because I wanted to make sure you were ready. You are already fighting one battle. I…I just wanted to make sure this is what you wanted with a clear head. No pressure.”

“I want you as my mate, Remington.”

Chapter Four

Drew rushed the ritual words out before Remi could stop him. He had one hour to claim Drew, or he would go through agonizing pain, wishing for death, if Remi didn’t make love to him and bite him.

Remi’s eyes hooded, laying Drew on his back as he pushed his shirt up, kissing his abdomen. Remi skated his hands up Drew’s sides, lifting his shirt up and off in the process.

He attached his mouth to a brown disc as he sucked Drew’s nipple, rolling it in his teeth and bringing it to a peak. It pebbled under his ministration. He lapped at it a few more times. The taste was addictive.

Remi lifted his head, admiring all the milky white skin underneath him. He let out a small growl as he pulled Drew free of his clothes, watching his mate’s cock smack his lower belly. Damn, that was sexy. Pre-come leaked onto Drew’s stomach, glistening and taunting him. Begging to be sampled.

Who was he to pass up such an inviting invitation? Remi licked his lips as he bent over, cleaning the spilled mess. His mate threw his arms over his head, whining and moaning.

Next he went further below, inhaling Drew’s scent at his groin, where his scent was strongest, as he licked the wrinkly sac. Drew moaned again, spreading his legs apart.

Remi licked a path from sac to puckered hole as Drew’s hips bucked, a shudder raking through his body. He slid his arms under Drew as he nipped and sucked his perineum and balls.

“You are so beautiful,” Remi said in a voice laced with desire. He felt dizzy with lust.

Remi crawled up Drew’s body as he drew him down for a kiss. The kiss became heated, all consuming. He couldn’t get enough of his pup.

Drew broke away. “Gotta breathe.”

Remi grinned at the look of innocence his mate displayed. He watched as a blush crept across Drew’s face.

Charming.

Drew wrapped his legs around Remi’s waist, grinding his cock into his Remi’s denim. “Too many clothes.”

Remi pulled free of Drew’s legs to quickly kick his boots off, discarding his shirt, jeans, and socks, and then he climbed back on the bed.

Remi’s hand circled Drew’s cock, licking the glistening liquid seeping out once again. His pup tasted like the food of the gods.

Drew whimpered.

Remi smiled as his tongue swirled around the bulbous head, teasing the sensitive area that held the bundle of nerves. He began to bob his head as he took Drew’s full length, swallowing the shaft down his throat, Drew’s cock jerking and throbbing in his mouth.

“More. Harder.” Drew cried out as his hips thrust.

Remi took him to the root. He felt Drew’s hot seed pulse down his throat as his mate cried out his name. Pulling back, he licked the cock clean.

Drew was panting, grabbing at Remi’s shoulders.

“Slow down, pup. I’m not going anywhere.” Remi assured him in a rough whisper. He glanced up to see Drew’s little canines had dropped. Remi’s cock jerked at the sight. It was the hottest thing he had ever witnessed. Remi ran his tongue over both small points, delving in to claim the sweet taste.

“Please, Remi. Do something, I can’t stand it,” Drew pleaded hoarsely.

Remi kissed his neck as he speared two lubed fingers into Drew.

Drew stiffened, squeezing his ass cheeks together.

Remi stilled. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” His brow quirked up as he waited on his mate’s reply.

Drew panted out, “Yeah, a couple of times.”

“I told you lying will get you spanked, pup.” There was no way Drew was a virgin. He’d had had a boyfriend, right?