Cade Creek 12 - Heart of a Mountain (8 page)

“You sleep heavy.”

Jonah blinked. “I do?”

Since when? He had always had a hair trigger when waking. The slightest little sound or disturbance in the air and he was instantly awake. He couldn’t even remember the last time he slept straight through the night, or even for more than a few hours at a time. If it wasn’t nightmares waking him, it was the overwhelming feeling of being watched or hunted.

His therapist said he had an overactive paranoia complex brought on by the things he had witnessed during his time in the military. The bloodshed and disregard for simple human decency had destroyed something inside of him.

It was something he was afraid he would never get back. But in that moment, as he held Aldrin in his arms and watched the man’s blue eyes sparkle as he smiled, Jonah wondered if he had found just a piece of what he had lost.

Aldrin’s breath caught when he saw something heated flash in Jonah’s pale gray eyes right before the man looked away.

“I should go finish making us something to eat,” the man said.

Aldrin unclasped his hands from under his chin and curled his fingers into Jonah’s shirt. He really didn’t want to go anywhere. Even as bruised and abused as he was, Aldrin couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so safe. Not even when the sheriff had been in his hospital room had he felt this safe, maybe even not before he got attacked.

He didn’t want to move in case the sensation went away.

“Stay,” Aldrin whispered as his eyes dropped to Jonah’s lips. “Please.”

There was a slight rounding of Jonah’s eyes. “Do you know what you are asking, Aldrin?”

Aldrin really had no fucking idea, but he was going to bluff until his face turned blue. “I know I want to stay right here with you.” Aldrin swallowed the tight knot in his throat. “In this bed.”

To prove his point, Aldrin leaned down and pressed his lips to Jonah’s. While he wasn’t totally inexperienced, his history of sexual encounters could be counted in single digits. He wanted to come off as worldly, but the frown on Jonah’s face said he had merely made a fool of himself.

With a muffled sob, Aldrin pushed away from Jonah. When Jonah grabbed him and held him in place, Aldrin struggled to get away. In an instant, he found himself rolled beneath Jonah’s body. The large man pinned him to the mattress, stretching his arms over his head.

“Enough!”

Aldrin stilled. His heart beat erratically, but it wasn’t from fear. It was…it was something else, something Aldrin couldn’t quite define.

“God, you’re sexy,” he whispered as he stared up at Jonah.

Jonah grinned. “Yeah?”

Aldrin inhaled sharply as he was hit with a wave of desire so hot that he felt singed right down to the core. His cock stiffened. His body ached to feel Jonah inside of him. He needed it more than he had ever needed anything on earth. He needed that connection with Jonah.

“Jonah,” Aldrin whispered, trying to keep the pleading out of his voice but knowing he failed when Jonah’s eyes snapped to his and began to fill with lust. “I need you.”

Jonah didn’t even hesitate. He pushed back and practically tore Aldrin’s boxers from his body. He quickly got rid of his own clothes then grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom from the nightstand drawer.

Aldrin eyed the handsome man before him, licking his lips in anticipation. “Oh yeah,” he whispered right before he leaned up and nipped at one of Jonah’s brown hued nipples.

The low, needy groan he heard from above him made Aldrin feel giddy. He loved knowing he had made Jonah feel good. It was almost as good as an orgasm…almost.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good at that,” Jonah groaned. “Your mouth is like magic.”

Aldrin grinned before kissing a path across Jonah’s hairy chest to the other nipple. Jonah’s body was massive and muscular, something that Aldrin found very arousing. The soft flesh over a hard steel body, the sweet taste of Jonah’s skin, all of it combined to drive Aldrin crazy. His cock was so hard he thought he might burst.

“Look at me.” The growl was demanding, possessive, and so fucking sexy that Aldrin had to obey it. It sent shivers of delight down his spine.

Aldrin looked into Jonah’s wild, feral eyes. There could never be any doubt that Jonah wanted him, not when the man was staring down at him like he wanted to eat him alive. His eyes were blazing, his upper lip curled back. Sweat glistened on his forehead.

Jonah looked sexy as hell.

Aldrin grinned and held his arms open. The level of heat arcing between them could have started a forest fire. Aldrin wrapped his arms around Jonah as the man settled over his body. He loved the feeling of being weighed down by the bigger man. It let him know he was being loved on.

Aldrin groaned when he felt a finger rim around his asshole. A slight pressure applied, and then Jonah’s finger pushed into him. He panted, wanting to feel more but needing a minute to adjust, then cried out a moment later when Jonah added a second finger.

He felt so full, so wonderful.

And so fucking achy.

“I’m going to make you mine now, Aldrin,” Jonah said as his two lubed fingers pushed in and out of Aldrin’s ass.

“Yesss,” Aldrin hissed, the sudden intrusion burning, aching. His hips bucked, driving Jonah’s fingers deeper inside his clenching grasp. The burn slowly dwindled away as Jonah thrust in and out, to be replaced by a deep ache.

“You like that, baby?”

Aldrin panted. “It…it would be better if it were you.”

“Soon, Aldrin,” Jonah said. His voice sounded low and deep, needy. “I just have to stretch you out a bit more before you can take me. I’m not a small man.”

No matter how much he wanted to feel Jonah plunge into him right that second, he knew Jonah was right. The man was hung like a horse. Aldrin could be seriously injured if Jonah didn’t prepare him properly first.

But once he did…

“More, Jonah,” Aldrin begged. His fingers clawed at the sheet. He gripped his thighs just above his knees and pulled them up to his chest, spreading his legs as far apart as he could. He knew he looked wanton. He didn’t care.

A third finger pushed into Aldrin. It was quickly joined by a fourth. Aldrin’s mind slid into a haze of lust. When Jonah’s fingers began gently tugging at his nipples, Jonah’s lips devouring him, Aldrin started shuddering. His orgasm wasn’t far off.

“Jonah, if you don’t get that beautiful cock in my ass in the next two seconds I’m going off without you.”

Jonah chuckled. Aldrin’s eyes narrowed. It was an evil sound. He groaned in protest when Jonah pulled his fingers away until he felt a small slap to his hip. Aldrin raised an eyebrow at Jonah.

“Roll over, baby,” Jonah commanded.

Aldrin couldn’t roll over fast enough.

He pushed himself up onto his hands and knees and presented himself to his soon-to-be lover. He wiggled his ass, anticipating the feel of Jonah’s hand coming down on his rounded cheeks. The wait was half the fun. The other half made Aldrin moan as Jonah smacked his ass.

“I love how much you enjoy this, Aldrin.”

Aldrin giggled. “And I enjoy how much you love it.”

“Works out well for us then, huh?”

“It would work better if you put that big cock in my ass while you spank me.”

“I don’t know, Aldrin,” Jonah said as he smacked Aldrin’s ass again. “Do you deserve my cock? Have you been a good boy?”

“God, yes!” Aldrin groaned as he pushed back into the next spanking. He’d been good. He’d been really good.

Aldrin heard the sound of a package tearing. A moment later, he felt the blunt head of Jonah’s condom covered cock push at his entrance. Jonah seemed to want to tease him, pushing in just a little but never fully breaching him. Aldrin groaned. He clutched the sheet in his hand and gritted his teeth.

“Jonah!” he wailed. “Please.”

The large mushroomed head pushed in. Jonah moved so slowly, Aldrin thought he might die of old age before he was fully impaled on the man’s cock. Deciding to take matters into his own hands, so to speak, Aldrin braced himself then pushed back with all of his strength.

As he felt their bodies come together for the first time, Aldrin could barely breathe from the sheer bliss that flooded through his veins. Aldrin could feel Jonah’s hips pressed against his, Jonah’s hands gripping him with unnatural strength.

“Fuck, Aldrin, you feel so good.” Jonah groaned as he began thrusting into Aldrin with deep, powerful strokes. He leaned over Aldrin until his body blanketed the smaller man. “Hold on, baby. This is going to be hard and fast.”

“Oh god,” Aldrin whispered. He gripped the knotty pine headboard in front of him, his knuckles nearly white. The feeling of Jonah thrusting into him with all the force behind his muscular body nearly undid Aldrin.

Jonah’s hands tightened on Aldrin, his grip bruising Aldrin’s tender flesh. He pounded into him, pushing him up the bed, making Aldrin whimper with every thrust. Aldrin’s back arched, desperate for more contact with his lover’s muscled body. He writhed on the bed, his head thrashing from side to side.

“You like that, baby?” Jonah asked. “You like my cock in your ass?”

“Yeah,” Aldrin panted. He worked on squeezing the inner muscles that gripped Jonah’s cock, smirking when he heard the man groan, the rhythm of his thrusts becoming erratic. “Harder, Jonah.”

“My ass,” Jonah growled. “My pace.”

Aldrin yelped as Jonah’s thick hand came down on his ass several times. It made his cock even harder. He thought he might explode any minute. Aldrin could feel his orgasm building up faster and faster with each thrust of Jonah’s huge cock. His balls were drawing up close to his body, aching.

“Jonah!” Aldrin lifted his ass higher as he shouted out his pleasure, riding Jonah’s cock hard and fast. He let his eyes drop closed, all the better to savor every detail. Jonah was huge inside of him. His strong heady scent filled Aldrin’s lungs as his skin moved against Aldrin’s body.

He reached his hand under his body and grabbed his own cock tightly in his hand. The friction of his cock sliding through his hand with every powerful thrust of Jonah’s body into his quickly had Aldrin on the edge of a magnificent orgasm. He could feel it coming, feel his balls tighten up getting ready to explode.

“Jonah!” Aldrin wailed.

“I’m right there with you, baby,” Jonah replied. “Come for me, Aldrin, come all over my cock.”

Aldrin cried out, Jonah’s simple words enough to send him over the edge. His body shuddered as his orgasm grabbed him, white pearly seed shooting all over the sheet beneath him.

With a roar so loud that it shook the windows, Jonah thrust forward and erupted, spurts of the man’s release filling the condom inside of Aldrin before Jonah collapsed down over the top of him. His big body jerked once more then went still.

Jonah rolled them to their sides, cuddling Aldrin in his arms. Aldrin felt each caress of the man’s hands as the loving gestures they were meant to be. He wiggled back against the bigger body behind him, content to just lie in Jonah’s arms for now.

“Don’t you think we should get moving and clean up a bit?” Jonah asked after a moment, wiggling his hips a little, reminding Aldrin that his cock was still buried deep inside of him.

“Nope.” Aldrin chuckled. Jonah was perfect for him. He was strong and fierce, but gentle and loving. He was everything Aldrin could have ever dreamed of and more. “I’m pretty happy right where I am.”

And he had no intention of leaving.

Jonah gently shook Aldrin until the man’s eyelashes began to flutter. “Come on, baby. Open your eyes. I have something I want to show you.” Jonah couldn’t help the thread of excitement in his voice. He had never had anyone to share things with before, at least not in more years than he cared to count.

“What time is it?” Aldrin asked as he glanced toward the windows.

“Just before dawn,” Jonah replied as he stood. “Come with me. I have something special to show you.”

Aldrin’s eyebrows rose as his eyes shot back to Jonah. “Now?”

Jonah was slowly getting used to smiling again. It seemed to be easier each time. “Yes, now.” He delighted in the small squeak he heard when he yanked back the covers. “We have to go now. I have hot chocolate and fresh breakfast burritos waiting.”

“Food?” Aldrin rolled to the side of the bed and then sat up.

Jonah handed him his clothes and then stood back and watched as Aldrin pulled them on. The man’s movements were jerky at first but smoothed out the longer he was awake.

When Aldrin pulled on his socks, Jonah dropped to one knee and helped him put on his shoes. He would prefer that Aldrin have mountain boots, but tennis shoes would have to do for now. Jonah could order him better shoes later.

He wanted Aldrin to have everything he needed…or even wanted. The desire to provide for Aldrin and protect him had cemented itself last night as he held the man in his arms and claimed him as his own.

The means to care for Aldrin sat waiting in a bank account Jonah hadn’t touched since it had been established over ten years ago. He had never touched the money left to him when his family died, not wanting to live through the bad memories associated with it.