Modeling Death (6 page)

"Then you shouldn't have made me speechless," he grumbled, before dragging Jacob down the hall and into the bedroom. Jacob's eyes were locked onto what was important, getting a chance at that ass. As soon as they entered the bedroom, both men stripped. Jacob didn't give the room more than a cursory glance before joining Guy on the bed. He didn't care what the place looked like as long as it had the proper supplies.

"Lube and condoms?"

"Top drawer." Guy pointed at the bedside table. Jacob lunged for it, ripping open the drawer and fumbling to tear a condom off the strip he found inside. Finally successful, he grabbed the lube and slammed the drawer closed.

"That's an expensive piece of furniture," Guy protested.

"Then next time leave them on top of the nightstand."

Guy laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Top or bottom?" Although Jacob desperately wanted to sink into Guy's tight ass, he wouldn't if Guy wasn't into bottoming. Jacob liked sex both ways, but he knew some men didn't bottom.

Guy's blue-eyed gaze burned with need. "I want you inside me, this time. Next time, I'll fuck you."

"It's a date." Despite how much he might try to deny it, Jacob felt a bond with Guy. The man might've been a stranger before last night, but after spending only a few hours together, Jacob felt a connection to Guy he'd never felt with another man.

Unable to resist the pull of Guy's attraction, Jacob leaned down and gave him a demanding kiss. Slipping his tongue inside Guy's mouth, he tasted rich wine, creamy sauce, and hot male. With their hard erections pressed between them, Jacob couldn't resist the urge to slide across Guy's warm skin.

A moan filled the air. In that moment, Jacob couldn't swear who it came from, and he didn't really care. He was willing to remain kissing and touching Guy for hours. Guy had other ideas. Grabbing Jacob's head between his large hands, Guy separated them.

Jacob gave a soft whimper as he opened his eyes to meet Guy's gaze.

"Inside me. Now!" Guy said in a commanding tone.

Jacob didn't rush to do as he was told. Instead, he leaned down for another kiss, purposely rubbing their bodies together. Guy gave a growl as their lips met.

Despite his protest, Guy's kiss had all the heat and need Jacob could want before he was ruthlessly separated again. This time Jacob let out a small growl of frustration.

"Inside me now."

"You're not much for foreplay, are you?"

Guy's smile lit up his harsh features. "For you, I'll do any kind of play, but if you don't want to miss the main event, you'll stop wiggling your sexy ass and concentrate on taking mine."

With a put-upon sigh, Jacob found the lube where he'd dropped it on the bed during their last kiss. "All right, but you owe me about a million kisses."

"Deal. Now fuck me."

Jacob burst into laughter. "You sweet talker, you."

After slicking up his fingers, he slid in one and then the other, slowly opening Guy's tight hole for his passage. "When's the last time you bottomed?" he asked. The man was damn tight.

"Never."

Jacob froze.

"What do you mean never?" Guy had to be at least in his thirties.

"I mean you're the first person to be inside me."

Jacob's hand shook as he withdrew his fingers. "Maybe we should talk about this." A man didn't randomly decide to give himself to a virtual stranger, not if he'd been saving his virginity for years.

Guy shook his head. "I don't want to talk. I want the most beautiful man I've ever met to fuck my lights out. Now get busy."

Jacob saw the determination in Guy's eyes and made the call. "All right; you should be on your hands and knees. It's easier that way."

Guy shook his head.
"
I want to see you. I don
'
t want some nameless, faceless stranger behind me, when I have someone inside me for the first time. I want to see
you
.
"

The look in Guy's eyes said more than they should for someone Jacob had known for less than twenty-four hours. "If you're sure…"

"I'm sure." Guy pressed his mouth into a stubborn line, but Jacob didn't miss the flash of nervousness in Guy's eyes.

"We're going to take this slow."

Guy started to shake his head.

"No!" Jacob cut Guy off before he could talk. "We are going to take this slow whether you want to or not. I don't want to hurt you, because you're too impatient. I want your first time to be amazing."

"It'll be amazing because it'll be you." Guy spoke so quietly Jacob thought he misheard him, but there was no mistaking the look in Guy's eyes. Now Jacob was the nervous one. Swallowing to regain moisture in his suddenly dry mouth, Jacob slicked his fingers again, making sure they were extra slick with lube.

With torturously slow movements, he slid his fingers back into Guy's tight hole, a finger at a time until each addition slipped in as easily as the last. Guy reflexively tightened.

"Shhh, none of that." Leaning down, Jacob licked at Guy's lips until they spread and welcomed him in. While using his fingers to loosen Guy up, Jacob plundered that amazing mouth. Moans filled the air as they gave themselves up to passion and became lost in the act. Jacob tried to multi-task, but it was difficult to remember to move his hand while his mouth explored his lover.

Guy broke away. "I don't want to come with your hand!" he protested.

"Soon," Jacob promised in a soothing voice. When he was certain Guy was about to come, he slipped out his fingers. "Ready?"

"How much more ready do I need to get before you fuck me?"

"Relax, baby," Jacob whispered into Guy's ear. "You have to relax."

Quickly slipping on a condom, Jacob lined himself up and slid in slowly, giving Guy's tight hole time to adjust before he pushed in farther. When Jacob was fully seated, he paused.

"Yes," Guy sighed. The pushy man tried to fuck himself on Jacob's cock. Jacob grabbed Guy's hips, holding him still. He wasn't going to ruin what might possibly be his only chance to fuck the sexy older man.

"I'm in charge," Jacob said, slowly easing into Guy.

Guy let out a groan. "Then stop fucking around and fucking fuck me."

"How are you doing?" he asked in Guy's ear. Breathing slowly, he stroked his hands up and down Guy's muscled back to help his partner relax further. Jacob wanted it to be good for Guy.

"Full. So full." Guy gasped. The man was beautiful in his need with his head thrown back and his body shifting restlessly beneath Jacob. "Move!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, fuck me, gorgeous. Fuck me like you mean it."

Despite Guy's demand for hard sex, Jacob didn't want the other man to have any regrets or an overly sore ass in the morning. He pulled out slowly, adjusted his position, and slid back inside Guy's hot, tight hole. When the man beneath him began moaning, Jacob knew he'd found the magic spot, smiling as he nailed Guy's prostate over and over.

Damn, he's tight!

Jacob cupped his hands around Guy's ass and lifted him higher so Jacob could get the perfect angle.

"Yes!!" Guy shouted. Before Jacob got the chance to touch, Guy let out a cry, his body tightened, and he brutally yanked Jacob into an orgasm along with him.

Jacob collapsed against his lover for a moment before summoning up the energy to pull out, careful to slide out slowly and keep a hand on the condom so he didn't lose the fluid trapped inside.

Stumbling to the bathroom on wobbly legs, Jacob threw away the condom and brought back a warm, wet washcloth to clean off his lover.

His steps slowed after returning the washcloth to the bathroom, and he hovered beside the bed unsure if Guy wanted him to stay or if he should just go get his clothes and make a run for it. He didn't have much luck with relationships. Most of them were based on his looks, and when it turned out he wasn't as perfect a person as his physical appearance implied, his boyfriends faded into the woodwork.

Sliding to one side, Guy beckoned Jacob closer.

"Spend the night with me."

Jacob bit his lip as he thought the decision over. "I need to be at a shoot by seven."

"I leave at six."

Relief filled him. "Perfect."

Without another word, he slid under the covers and let Guy spoon around him. Feeling relaxed and protected, Jacob fell asleep.

Chapter Three

Guy woke in slow increments, the soft humming in his brain a pleasant, soothing noise. Curiosity had him waking to find its source. First, he blinked from the bright morning light, then he became aware of the soft sheets, firm mattress, and the warm body beside him.

Warm body?

Blinking slowly, he looked at the tousled dark hair and the previous evening's events came rushing back, along with the ache in his ass. Now he knew why he'd heard the hum; he'd bonded with his mate. Their mating bond crackled with power. He'd heard of that happening before but had thought the bond a more conceptual idea than physical reality.

The scent of sex filled the air, and besides the usual smells of musk and cum, there was another smell he'd thought he'd never have.

Mated
.

Jacob's scent, appealing before, now smelled like home. As if the man belonged to Guy. In a room full of strangers, he knew from this day forward he'd always be able to pick out his lover. A warm glow of delight filled Guy. He'd finally found his other half after so many years of looking, when he'd just been about to give up. His happy rush vanished as panic gripped Guy's chest like an iron vise. What if Jacob didn't plan on keeping him? As far as Guy could tell, Jacob knew nothing about his true nature or anything about magic. Guy brushed his worries away. Jacob would learn soon that Guy wasn't going anywhere.

Snuggling his lover closer, Guy relished lying in bed with someone in his arms.

"Morning." Jacob's sleep roughened voice broke the silence.

"Morning, gorgeous," Guy responded, automatically tightening his grip.

"You're going to have to let me go so I can use to the bathroom," Jacob muttered.

"Sorry." It took more effort than it should have to release the other man.

The insistent ringing of his phone brought Guy out of his admiration of Jacob's ass as he walked to the bathroom.

Scrambling for his cell, he glanced at the screen.

Cash?

"What's wrong?" Guy asked into the phone, brushing aside the normal greetings.

Cash wasn't social enough for casual conversation. As far as Guy could tell, the only person Cash gave a crap about was his mate, and that man could wrap Cash around his finger so fast it was head-spinning to watch.

"Have you gotten any leads on that murder?"

"No. The suspect wasn't there. I've got some meetings with my crew this morning, and then I'm going to go out again tonight." Shit! How was he going to explain to Jacob he was going out to nightclubs, and more importantly, what if Jacob didn't care?

"There's been another murder. I've sent Niles to come help you search. We've got to catch whoever or whatever is killing people. We think the killer is targeting people with untapped power. Right now, he's fixating on models. The last three have been runway models. All men, and the last two were found together."

Guy could practically hear the blood in his veins crackle with the sudden icy chill whipping through his body. "Why didn't I hear of this connection before?"

"The first death appeared random, and the victim had only done a few photo shoots. It wasn't until we learned of the other two that we started putting it together. Think about it, models are easy victims if you have a good cover story. Hell, you can even have them come to you if you call a modeling agency with a possible job. The last two vanished after a shoot they were supposed to do together. Their manager contacted us because she used to be one of our agents. She said both models had strong untapped power."

"Who's the agent? I'll start with her."

"Mandy Gates at Models Now."

"Shit!"

"What's wrong?"

"That's Jacob's agent!"

There was silence on the line. "Who's Jacob?"

"My mate."

Guy held the phone away from his ear at Cash gave a loud shout of excitement.

"Congratulations!"

Guy couldn't hold back the feeling of smug satisfaction, though he was surprised at how excited Cash was for him. He didn't think Cash cared enough about him to share in his joy. Finding his mate had changed Cash in more ways than one.

"Oh shit!" Cash muttered. He must have realized what Guy meant.

"Yep, Jacob has a megaload of untapped power too."

"What's his strength?"

"Charm."

Guy held the phone away from his ear when the hysterical laughter got too much.

"Done yet?"

"Hell no. I'm going to be laughing about this for years. The hardass wizard is stuck with a charmed mate."

"Yeah, well, I'm surprised you were allowed to make a phone call. Are you done rubbing your mate's feet?"

"Yep, he let me off for good behavior." Cash's voice held nothing but good humor. "If I'm really nice, he'll reward me with a blowjob."

Guy laughed. "Too much information, Cash."

"Tell me about your mate. He's a model with the same agency?"

"Yeah. And forget it; I'm not using him as bait."

"Come on, Guy, you know it won't be easy getting someone else into that position."

"How about we use your William. He's pretty enough to be a model," Guy taunted.

"Too short," Cash pointed out.

"You wouldn't use him anyway," Guy said, daring him to disagree.

"Nope. What's your mate's name anyway?"

"Jacob Richmond."

There was a long silence.

"Seriously?"

"Why, you know him?"

"There's a fucking signed picture of him in my mate's office. They met at some charity event. We just had a fight about whether or not to invite him to our wedding. Does he really look like his pictures?"

"Nope, he's prettier," Guy taunted. "Wait, what wedding?"

"Will's parents are teaming up to get Will married off, and according to them, if I'm lucky, they'll let me be the one who marries him."