Curtis's Dads 23
Brac Pack 23
Curtis’s Dads
Curtis’s need to rid himself of his virgin status drives him to his mate with anticipation, and his love of mountainous men lands him the largest man he’s ever seen. Chauncey will be the perfect mate if Curtis can get his dads to stop interfering long enough to let Chauncey claim him.
Chauncey is fascinated with his mate. But it seems every time he opens his mouth, his extra-large foot goes straight in it. He gives Curtis anything he wants, even when Curtis decides he wants his own apartment instead of moving in with the bear.
Curtis thinks life is great with his new mate until his past comes back to haunt him. Can Curtis get past a betrayal from long ago, and can he keep Chauncey from getting blood on his hands when he hunts the one who betrayed him?
Note:
Each book in Lynn Hagen's Brac Pack collection focuses on a different romantic couple. To enjoy the overall story arc and crossover characters, we recommend reading the series in sequential order.
Genre:
Alternative (M/M or F/F), Paranormal, Shape-shifter
Length:
35,919 words
CURTIS’S DADS
Brac Pack 23
Lynn Hagen
EVERLASTING CLASSIC
MANLOVE
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Copyright © 2011 by Lynn Hagen
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Chauncey placed his hands on his hips as he stood in the middle of Santiago’s Cycles, his eyes feasting on the Harley Davidson Night Rod Special that was sitting on the showroom floor. He’d never seen a motorcycle that was blacked-out before. Hell, even the engine was black. The damn thing was
sweet
.
He walked around the entire bike as his eyes drank it in. It was beautiful, utterly amazing. It even had a double-barrel exhaust.
Chauncey could die a happy man right now.
“She is a beaut,” Law Santiago said as he rested his arm on Chauncey’s shoulder. “She’s on sale, too. We just got it in. As you can see, it’s a Harley Night Rod Special. It has a fat rear tire, low-rise handlebars, tenth-anniversary badge, and a streamlined front end.” The sight of the hog was giving Chauncey a raging hard-on. He knew how to ride, but he’d never owned a brand-spanking-new motorcycle before. The color alone was driving him nuts. He knew he should have kept walking by the shop.
“And we have financing,” Law said. “The payments would be so low, you’d hardly miss it out of your account.” Chauncey snorted. “Dude, I’d know if a penny was missing.”
Law’s brow rose as the side of his mouth twisted into a smile.
“That tight?”
Chauncey chuckled. “I can squeeze a dollar until the eagle shits.”
“
Dayam
.” Law laughed as he crossed the showcase floor over to the area where every accessory imaginable was sold. “I’ll tell you what. If you get the hog, I’ll throw in a double-stitched leather jacket for half off.”
Okay, Chauncey’s cock was officially about to explode. Law was making it damn near impossible to say no. He circled around the bike once more before looking over at the wolf. “I don’t think even you carry my size.”
Law pulled the largest jacket from the rack and then walked over to Chauncey, handing it to him. “That’s a three X. If you need bigger, it can be ordered.”
Chauncey took the offered leather, slipping it on and over his shoulders. Hell if it didn’t feel good wrapped around his body. He ran his hands over the butter-smooth leather as he grinned at Law. “You drive a hard bargain, my man.”
Law shrugged as he threw a leg over the bike and sat down.
Chauncey was about to have an orgasm overload. “Pack has to look out for each other. Tell me what you can give as a down payment, and I’ll work out a reasonable payment plan for you.” Chauncey eyed the black and red motorcycle once more before nodding. “Let’s talk turkey, wolf.”
Law laughed as he rose from the bike. “Let’s talk turkey, bear.” Chauncey gave the bike one more longing look before following Law to the back office. Tryck came into the office, leaning against the doorframe, wiping his hands on a rag. “My brother treating you right?”
“Any better and I’d mate him.” Chauncey laughed.
“No thanks, bear. I already have a mate.” Law smiled at him and then pulled a folder from a drawer in the filing cabinet. “I think Josh would kick both our asses if you even tried.”
“I’d pay to see that.” Tryck laughed as he walked away.
After haggling over price and payments, Chauncey was the proud new owner of a Harley Night Rod. Okay, it was official. Chauncey was going to mate the damn bike. He nearly drooled when Law handed over the keys. “I’ll send off for your paperwork. But you can drive the beaut home today.”
Chauncey practically ran back to the showroom and sat on the bike, feeling the wind through his hair already. “Nothing more I’d love, but I drove into town. I’ll have my twin, Chance, ride in with me later to pick it up.”
“We’re open until seven,” Law said as he walked with Chauncey to the front door. “And if you miss us, we open tomorrow at nine.” There was no fucking way Chauncey was missing coming back for his bike. He’d have to be knocked out cold, and maybe in a coma, not to haul ass back here. “Gotcha,” he said as he pulled the door open, taking one last look at the bike.
Fuck, he was hard again.
He chuckled as he walked to his truck, his cock finally easing up.
Just as his hand reached for the door handle, someone shouted his name. Chauncey’s dick got hard all over again as he saw Curtis standing in the doorway of the resource center. He grinned from ear to ear as he looked at his hot little mate. Could he mate the bike
and
Curtis?
He glanced around quickly, wondering where Curtis’s dads were.
They had given him hell about wanting to claim Curtis, stating that their son wasn’t ready for a shifter’s life. Chauncey wanted to argue the point, but that wouldn’t win over Curtis’s dads. He decided to take it slowly and see if he couldn’t sway them. If he couldn’t, Chauncey was going to snatch his mate and head for the hills.
“Hey, sexy,” Chauncey said in the deepest voice he could muster up.
Curtis blushed as he waved for Chauncey to come over. He walked around his truck. Strutting was more like it. He was peacocking, and he knew it. Chauncey knew Curtis loved a big, mountainous man, and Chauncey was playing every bit the part. This would be the first time he’d been alone with his mate. He could feel his palms sweating as he entered the center. Just because he was over six foot five didn’t mean he didn’t feel nervous, especially around someone so damn hot.
Shock took over as Curtis threw himself into Chauncey’s arms as soon as he walked into the building. The shock didn’t last long as he pulled his mate off of his feet, getting his first taste as he kissed him like a dying man.
“Holy shit. I’m, uh, gonna take a break,” Taylor, the resource-center founder said as he ran out of the front door. Chauncey only half heard the guy as Curtis wrapped his legs around Chauncey’s large waist.
He pushed his tongue against Curtis’s lips, wanting in. Curtis opened, tilting his head as he tried to suck Chauncey’s tongue down his throat. God, his mate tasted and felt so fucking good.
He hated to break the kiss, but Chauncey’s lungs were starting to burn. If he didn’t need them to breathe, he’d ignore them. He stared into his mate’s grassy-green eyes as he smiled. “Now that’s a hello.” Curtis blushed again as he nodded. “That it is.” Chauncey ran his knuckles over Curtis’s face, feeling the smooth skin beneath his rough knuckles. He ran his fingertips over Curtis’s throat as he dipped his head, taking another kiss. He groaned into Curtis’s mouth when his mate began to grind his cock into Chauncey’s stomach.
“Mind telling me why you’re practically having sex with my son in the middle of the resource center?” Chauncey sighed as he pulled away, looking over his shoulder to see one of Curtis’s dads leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his tattooed chest, glaring at Chauncey.
Fuck.
This wasn’t what he had wanted one of the dads to see. Curtis was practically fucking his stomach.
“Dad!” Curtis said indignantly as he unwrapped his legs.
Chauncey set Curtis on his feet. The urge to growl and bare his teeth at Mark was close to the surface.
He was surprised beyond words when Mark turned and walked out.
“Uh, not that I’m complaining or anything, but why’d he just leave?”
Curtis smiled up at him as he pushed closer. Chauncey lifted his arm and allowed his mate to get as close as he wanted. If Curtis got too close, Chauncey was liable to take him to the back and fuck him into one of the cots. Hell if his cock wasn’t hard as a brick. “Because I told my dads that if they didn’t let me be with you, I would leave and never come back.”
Chauncey’s heart stilled at his mate’s words. If Curtis left, then he would have left Chauncey as well. He wasn’t sure if he should be angry or not. The thought of never seeing Curtis again made his damn chest hurt.
“They agreed to back off. Although my dad, Caden, was grumpy about my mate being a bear.” Curtis laughed as he took Chauncey’s hand in his. “I wouldn’t have left. I would have come to you.” Chauncey felt ten times better as he gave Curtis’s hand a light squeeze. “If you ever have any problems, you come to me first, understood?”
Curtis nodded as he blushed again. “Understood.” Chauncey leaned closer, inhaling his mate’s scent as his cock grew impossibly harder. He wanted to claim Curtis, to officially make him his. His bear was whimpering and grunting to get at Curtis.