Under Sean’s Protection by Lisa Oliver

Chapter Twenty-One

My mate understands me. Kyle gave himself over to the power of Sean’s kisses. After his dream had finally woken him, he’d wanted to cling to his mate and never let go. But the bigger man was sleeping, and he looked so relaxed and peaceful, Kyle didn’t have the heart to wake him just because he’d had a silly dream and confusion over the role his father would play in his new life.

There was nothing relaxed or sleepy about Sean now. His mate had pressed him back into the mattress, looming over him, his eyes flashing wolf, the smell of his arousal rising between their naked bodies, making Kyle’s mouth water. Sean’s face was softer than the other assassins – slightly rounder, with his facial hair accentuating the cut of his jaw. Kyle loved how those bristles felt against his skin and he moaned around Sean’s tongue that had found its way into his mouth.

Hands were flying everywhere. It was as though Sean was mapping out his body for a blind man. Up his neck, through his hair, down his neck again and then further down – his arms, his pits, his chest, his torso, his hips and as far down his thigh as Sean could reach. Kyle knew the feeling – he was smaller built, but Sean had shoulders that could take on the world, and biceps as big as basketballs.

When Sean took his lips away, Kyle wanted to cry out at the loss, but his sexy mate was putting his mouth to good use, trailing the path his hands had taken. Kyle’s hands dropped away from Sean’s shoulders, and he threw his head back against the pillows, his body arching and twisting, seeking more of Sean’s wicked tongue and scorching lips.

A brush of facial hair against Kyle’s lower abs had him moaning. My cock’s right there. He reached blindly for the lube he was sure Sean had put on the bedside table, but it was already gone. Kyle’s leg was placed, with kisses, on Sean’s shoulder and then Kyle’s cock was sucked in and swallowed against as a thick finger brushed lube against his hole.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Kyle thrust his hips up, tightening around the finger now piercing his insides; then down to capture more of the sensations Sean was pulling from his channel. Into the mouth, onto the finger – then two fingers and then three. Kyle’s balls were so tight he was sure they’d split, and yet Sean showed no signs of stopping. It was torture, delicious torture and Kyle didn’t want it to stop. His heart was beating wildly; moans and groans fell from his mouth. Kyle had never felt so wanton or so alive in his life.

And then it was gone, but before Kyle had the time or brain power to complain, Sean had moved up his body, his cock pressing hard on a hole just begging to be filled. Kyle panted – Sean’s cock was wider than his three fingers combined, but he willed his body to relax and welcome the intrusion. He wanted Sean to fill him – he needed it – and as Sean slid home Kyle groaned long and loud at the sensation.

“So beautiful,” Sean brushed away the hair clinging to Kyle’s forehead. “Beautiful, sexy, strong and mine.”

“Yes. Mooooooove.”

Kyle expected hard and fast. They still hadn’t reconnected physically since the abduction, and wolf shifters were creatures of habit with their hard pounding and growls of “mine.” But Sean surprised him with his control. Kyle was wanted – he could see that in the hard shine of Sean’s eyes, but the man moved with the grace of a dancer, using his cock to drive Kyle insane with pleasure.

There was a moment, just a mere second of a thought, where Kyle’s treacherous mind wondered if Sean had made love to Janelle the same way, but Kyle slapped that thought away. As if he’d read Sean’s mind, his mate leaned over, changing the angle his cock was in, brushing Kyle’s chin with his lips.

“Only you,” Sean whispered, “love you, only you,” and Kyle knew that was true. He could feel it in his soul, in every thrust into his body and as he felt that ache in his belly, signaling his balls couldn’t take any more, Kyle threw his head to one side, exposing his neck.

Sean didn’t hesitate. Solid fangs pierced Kyle’s neck, going deeper than before. Kyle cried out – the pain too fleeting to notice, the pleasure rolling through his body like a tidal wave. He felt Sean roar around his skin as his hips shuddered to a stop. It was a perfect moment, and with Sean’s ear so close to his lips, Kyle found the courage to whisper, “I love you too.”

Kyle knew there was still so much he needed to learn. The council wasn’t going to be happy with their friends’ ruse and Kyle needed to learn what dangers his mate was facing. Then there was his new construction company – he hadn’t even found new offices for the place yet, and there was Michael to consider, his mom and dad…

“Whatever it is, we face it together.” Sean said softly as he licked his lips.

“Right now, all I want to focus on is us.” Kyle ran his hands over Sean’s bald head. “Think you can go again?”

Sean snorted, then chuckled, and seconds later, Kyle found himself on Sean’s lap, the cock inside of him still hard. “As long as you like, babe. As long as you like.”