Valentino's Cowboy [Brac Village 10] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (16 page)

Abe was pulsing, erupting, begging for breath as the pleasure seemed never ending, until he collapsed against the chair.

Valentino growled into Abe’s shoulder as his hot seed filled Abe’s ass. Abe was exhausted, his body limp as Valentino slowed, gently rocking inside of him.

“Fuck,” Valentino groaned. “That was amazing.”

“I just want to go to sleep.” Abe yawned, his back stiff and sore. He hissed when Valentino pulled his softening cock from Abe’s body. The next thing he knew, Valentino swung Abe up into his arms and carried him to the bedroom. As soon as his mate set him on his feet, Abe kicked his boots off, unfastened the belt, and then climbed into bed.

It didn’t take long before he passed out.

* * * *

Valentino’s eyes snapped open when he heard a noise. He glanced at the clock to see that it was three in the morning. Lying still, Valentino heard the sound again.

Checking to make sure his mate was asleep, Valentino slipped from the bed. He didn’t bother dressing—because if it was an intruder, they were about to meet a very pissed-off cougar.

Easing the bedroom door open, Valentino checked the hallway. He didn’t see anyone. That didn’t mean someone wasn’t in his house. Valentino knew he heard something.

Closing the door quietly behind him, he crept down the hallway. Valentino stopped when he heard a floorboard creek. Someone was definitely in his home. He was getting really tired of people breaking in.

This time Valentino was going to make sure the bastard didn’t leave here alive. Abe’s safety came first, and if the Vampire Hunter was after his fey, Valentino was going to take the bastard out.

He shifted, scenting the air and caught the scent of human. Valentino suppressed the yowl threatening to rumble from his chest. He padded closer, catching a shadow just inside the kitchen.

Valentino crouched low, waiting for the intruder to come out so he could pounce. He wanted the man’s death to be quick and quiet. There was no need to alarm his mate. Valentino didn’t want Abe to witness the brutality he was about to unleash.

When the stranger appeared, Valentino took the man down, locking his teeth on the man’s skull, and bit down. He heard the skull crack and he knew the man was dead. He eased back, shifting into his human form.

This wasn’t the same guy who had broken in before, but Valentino knew he was a Hunter. He had that fucking stench about him. Before Abe accidently came out of the room, Valentino pulled the man from the floor and took him outside. He carried the Hunter to the woods and deposited him there.

Walking back into the house, Valentino grabbed his phone and called Maverick. He was going to need someone to come and get the dead body from the backyard.

“This better be important,” Maverick grumbled.

“I just killed a Hunter.” Valentino checked the hallway to make sure Abe hadn’t snuck up on him.

“Another one broke into your house?”

“Yeah, only this time I got to him before he even knew what hit him.” Valentino snagged a pair of lounging pants that were strewn over the back of the couch and slid them on.

“I’ll send someone over there.” The alpha hung up.

Valentino wasn’t sure how many more men would come after Abe, but he damn sure was going to protect his mate if he had to kill every last one of them. He tossed his phone aside and walked back down the hallway, cracking the bedroom door open to see his mate fast asleep.

He stood there for a moment, his chest tight as all the love he felt for Abe swept over him. As his eyes settled on Abe’s peaceful and innocent face, he knew he would kill a whole army of Hunters to keep his little cowboy safe.

* * * *

Kenyon slammed the phone down, frustrated as hell that Debrosky hadn’t checked in. That only meant one thing. The man was dead.

He contemplated going after the elf himself, but something was stopping him. A warning in his gut that said capturing Abraham Brego would not be so easy. He had sent two men in and both had failed.

Kenyon didn’t want to tip his hand, not yet. He was pretty sure that Maverick Brac already knew about him, but the man had nothing on Kenyon and he wanted to keep it that way. Besides, Kenyon had other things in the works, bigger things. And he wasn’t going to ruin what he had accomplished so far by going after the fey.

Abraham was safe…for now. But Kenyon planned on exposing them all, just as soon as he was done with his business dealings.

He may be a lot of things, but foolish wasn’t one of them. Money always came first.

* * * *

“Is this the place?” Valentino asked as he pulled into an already packed parking lot. “It sure is busy.”

“I know, right!” Abe bounced next to Valentino with barely contained excitement. “I love coming to The Manacle.”

Valentino had never been to a place like this before. It was a large red brick building with no windows. The front of the building had an entrance, and he could see a bouncer at the door, with a line a mile long of people waiting to get in.

“Standing in line is half the fun!” Abe grabbed Valentino’s hand, pulling him toward the back.

“Yo!”

Both Valentino and Abe turned.

“Hi, Harley!” Abe shouted as he waved at the bouncer.

The vampire at the door chuckled. “Get your ass over here. You know you don’t need to stand in line.”

“But standing in line is part of the experience,” Abe argued.

“You are one strange man,” Harley said. He moved down the line, close to the front, and made the people move back. “Stand here.”

“I like him already,” Valentino said. He was still smiling like a loon at the way his mate was dressed. Abe was wearing skintight leather pants, a fishnet shirt, showing off his nipples, and the cowboy boots Valentino had bought him.

As he gazed at the people in line, Valentino was starting to feel underdressed. There was one woman there that looked like one of those Rainbow Brite dolls. She was dressed in various shades of purple, her hair up in two thick ponytails. There was a guy standing there with spikes sticking out of every spare piece of skin on his ears and face.

Maybe he should have worn boots instead of his dress shoes. Valentino draped his arm over Abe’s shoulder, standing in line at a vampire club as his cougar yowled in approval.

“Do you know how much I love you?” Valentino asked, catching Abe by surprise. The man's brows lifted high on his forehead and then his mate leaned up to plant a soft kiss on his cheek, making Valentino blush from the knowing looks he was getting in line.

“As much as I love you,” Abe replied before settling back down on his feet.

Valentino’s cowboy was definitely a handful, and he loved the man like nobody's business, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

THE END

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