Dealing with the Past (11 page)

"And then I turned around and hit you." Aiden covered his mouth, sucking in a breath. He had been angry, yes, but he couldn't imagine what he had put Jackson through with that one act.

Jackson rolled to his side and wrapped his other arm around Aiden, pulling him close against his warm chest. "We spend our entire lives looking for our other half. In that instant, I thought I had lost mine without even knowing why. When I finally understood what I'd done, I was devastated. I don't think I'll ever be able to convey how sorry I am for everything I did to you."

Aiden's head was spinning at everything Jackson had just said. "Why?" he asked.

"Why what?" Jackson sounded confused.

"You touched me in high school. Why didn't you know then who I was to you?"

"Oh, God, I wish I had." Jackson sounded like he was holding back a sob. "But I didn't come into my powers until I reached maturity and for a necromancer, that's eighteen. The only exception to the rule that I know of is Jayden." Aiden listened as Jackson took a steadying breath. "I wish with all my heart that our past had never happened but I know that can never change. Just please don't let it get in the way of us having a future." Jackson's arms held him close and he felt a tear drop down on his cheek from above him.

After a moment, Aiden leaned back and placed a light kiss to Jackson's soft lips. "Let's not have any more talk of the past. What's done is done; I think it's time we both forgive and move forward with our lives." Aiden could barely make it out in the dark room but the hope shining in Jackson's eyes let Aiden know he had made the right decision. He felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Aiden felt light and happy and carefree for the first time in god knew how long.

Aiden leaned up again and pressed his lips once more to Jackson's. This time, however, the kiss progressed from light and tender to hot and carnal in less than a minute. Jackson's tongue traced his lower lip, asking for entry, and Aiden had no problem in allowing him inside. He parted his lips and soon their tongues were tangling in a dance as old as time.

Jackson leaned over him and pressed him back into the mattress beneath him. Aiden had always fantasised about a larger man holding him down and having his wicked way with him and Jackson was flipping all his switches. His cock, which had been half hard with the kisses, now hardened to the point he felt like he had a steel rod in his underwear.

He could feel all of Jackson's rippling muscles pressed against his skin and knew that six-pack abs had eventuated. Jackson broke the kiss, breathing heavily as he stared down at Aiden. His own breathing was just as laboured; he reached up and cupped Jackson's cheek, trying to tug the large man back down for more. Aiden wanted to taste again more than anything.

"Please." He could hear the note of whining in his voice but didn't care. He wanted this. Jackson seemed to stare at him for a moment until he saw something then leant down to kiss him again.

Aiden moaned as their lips came together again. One of Jackson's hands roamed down his body, caressing everywhere it touched. He broke the kiss and sucked in a gasp as Jackson's fingers tweaked his nipple.

"Like that, do you, Addy?" Jackson said as he started trailing biting kisses across his jaw and down his neck. Aiden moaned and arched his neck, giving Jackson more room for what he wanted. His cock throbbed and pulsed from behind its confines, Aiden could feel the wet patch on the front of his shorts getting larger by the minute.

Jackson bit his nipple and Aiden arched his back wanting more. Instead, the man sat back on his haunches and stared down at him.

"Let's get these off, shall we?" he said as he reached down and hooked his fingers in the waistband of Aiden's underwear. Aiden lifted his hips and watched as Jackson worked his jocks off. Jackson stood for a minute and stripped his own underwear off before crawling back on the bed again. The man was as close to perfect as Aiden could imagine. He wondered quickly what the hell Jackson could see in someone like him, with his pale white skin and soft, slightly overweight body, but decided to push it away for another time.

In the dark room, Aiden could make out the small brown nipples lightly surrounded with a smattering of hair, Jackson's rippling stomach muscles, and farther down Aiden's eyes nearly bulged as he took in his first look at Jackson's cock.

Aiden swallowed audibly at the thought of having something as large and fat as Jackson's dick inside of him. Aiden watched as a pearl of pre-cum gathered at its tip before trailing down its length. His mouth watered at the idea of his tongue following behind to gather the precious liquid and savour the taste.

He jumped a little when Jackson's hands made contact with his thighs and started to work their way up his body. All his attention had been focused on Jackson's cock and he had forgotten all else.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm not going to be responsible for what I do to you." Jackson's voice had a low husky quality to it and Aiden shivered as is passed over his body.

"Okay," he squeaked. Jackson chuckled.

Aiden watched in utter fascination as Jackson's hand travelled down his own body to wrap around the base of his hard shaft. "See what you do to me?" he asked. "God, I don't think I've ever been this hard in my life." Aiden smiled tentatively up at Jackson, he didn't understand how Jackson thought he was so arousing but he wasn't about to argue. "Would you like a taste?" Jackson asked, his voice a guttural growl.

Aiden nodded and yelped when his legs were grabbed and he was pulled down the bed a little. Jackson climbed over the top of him and settled with his knees on either side of Aiden's shoulders. Aiden ran his hands up the hard thighs in front of him, his fingers tangling gently in the curly leg hairs.

Jackson placed one hand on the headboard in front of him, the other still wrapped firmly around the base of his dick as he leant forward, guiding his shaft to Aiden's mouth. "Open up Addy," he whispered.

Aiden opened willingly; his tongue flicked out to taste the pre-cum gathering at the tip. He moaned as the flavours burst over tastebuds. His lips wrapped around the head and Aiden sucked lightly. He swirled his tongue around, making sure to flick the sensitive underside before taking Jackson farther into his mouth. Aiden felt so powerful at the noises he managed to pull from the big strong male above him.

"Jesus, you feel like heaven, Addy," Jackson murmured before he slowly started thrusting in and out of Aiden's mouth. Aiden could feel the man's thigh muscles bunch and release under his hands. The sheer power of the man above him had Aiden close to climax without even a hand being applied to his cock. He had never felt anything so thrilling and arousing in his life.

All of a sudden Jackson stopped and pulled back. "Fuck, you're too good at that. Much longer and you'll have me spewing down your throat." Aiden moaned at the idea of Jackson coming in his mouth and leant as far forward as he could with the other man still sitting on his chest—wanting to take Jackson's cock back into his mouth and bring him to orgasm.

Jackson laughed and moved back. "As much as the idea turns me on, the first time I come with you, I plan to be buried balls deep inside your sweet delectable ass." Aiden groaned at the words, his ass pulsing at the thought of something so large spreading him wide. Jackson leaned down and sucked all thought from his brain with a soul-searing kiss.

"Lube?" Jackson whispered against his lips. Aiden, not wanting to break the kiss, simply pointed in the direction of his bedside table.

Aiden whimpered at the loss when Jackson pulled back, moved to the side of the bed, and opened the draw in his bedside table. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" Jackson asked with a grin as he turned to show Aiden the vibrator he had found. Aiden blushed furiously. "We'll have to explore this a little later," Jackson said as he put it back in the draw and came out with the lube this time.

"I've gotta say, Addy, you're just full of surprises," Jackson murmured as he positioned himself back between Aiden's spread legs. "You would look hot as hell fucking yourself with your toy just for me. Would you do that one day?" Jackson asked as he clicked the cap of the lube open and drizzled some of the liquid on his fingers, rubbing it around and making sure they were completely coated.

"Maybe," Aiden answered and gasped at the cold as Jackson's digits circled his puckered opening.

"Hmmm," Jackson said seconds before he leant forward and sucked Aiden's cock into his mouth.

"Fuck." Aiden's back bowed at the unexpected sensations currently assaulting his cock. He barely felt it when Jackson pressed into his body with one finger, gently pumping in and out. His mouth and tongue did things to his cock that caused the synapses in his brain to misfire.

Aiden groaned when a second finger pressed inside and Jackson started to stretch him in earnest, his digits scissoring inside him. Jackson crooked one of his fingers and Aiden nearly screamed at the pleasure that assaulted his body as Jackson flicked back and forth over his prostate.

"I'm gonna come." Aiden cried out in frustration when Jackson pulled off his cock and clamped his hand around the base, cutting off Aiden's impending climax. "Asshole," he panted.

Jackson laughed at him. "Just one more finger, Addy, and then I swear you can come all you like as soon as I'm buried balls deep."

"Shut up and get on with it then."

"Yes, sir." Aiden could hear the laughter in the other man's voice. And as much as it pained him to have his orgasm cut off at the pass he could honestly say he'd never had so much fun during sex before.

"You're so beautiful, riding my fingers like you're going to die if you don't get them in your ass," Jackson uttered as he added a third to the others already in his ass. The small bite of pain only heightened the arousal currently coursing through Aiden's body. He could feel his hips moving more rapidly with every thrust and wanted more.

"Jackson, please, enough, I'm ready," Aiden pleaded. He felt bereft and empty in a way he never had before when Jackson removed his fingers. He heard the lube cap open again and watched in fascination as Jackson dribbled the viscous liquid over his length before rubbing it in.

"What about protection?"

Jackson stilled his movements before looking Aiden in the eyes. "I can't catch or transmit any diseases; the magic in my body won't allow it. However, if you would like me to glove up until I can get tested, I will."

Aiden thought about what Jackson said. It really came down to one simple fact. Did he trust Jackson enough that he was telling the truth? "I trust you," he whispered.

The pure joy shining in the other man's eyes was worth the risk, he decided.

"Thank you." Jackson leant forwards and picked up one of Aiden's thighs, wrapping it around his waist. Aiden could feel the head of Jackson's cock against his opening. Jackson's lips took his in a blazing kiss as he slowly pressed inside Aiden's body.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Jackson muttered as he broke the kiss and stilled his movements. "God damn, you feel fucking perfect, all hot and tight, strangling my cock." Aiden's own cock twitch at the other man's words. They lay there, neither of them moving, as Jackson sucked in several deep breaths. Then slowly, he continued to press forward.

"So full," Aiden gasped as he felt Jackson's balls come to rest against his ass. Jackson straightened up and stared down at him, his hand planted on the bed just above Aiden's shoulder. Aiden couldn't work out all the emotions that were flickering over the other man's face but reached up and cupped Jackson's cheek. Jackson turned his head to the side and kissed his palm at the same time he pulled his hips back and gently thrust forward again.

Aiden groaned at the sensations running through his body. Jackson kissed him again as he seemed to find his rhythm. Harder and deeper the thrusts became until Jackson was pounding into him. Aiden could barely catch his breath; sex had never felt like this before, he'd had no idea it could be so powerful, so explosive.

He was on the verge of coming once again when all of a sudden Jackson stopped and pulled free. Aiden was about to ask him what the hell he was doing when Jackson flipped him over onto his stomach and grabbed his hips, pulling them up. Jackson thrust back into him hard and Aiden screamed as his cock exploded onto the sheet beneath him.

Jackson's hands kneaded his skin as they worked their way up his back. He pressed Aiden's shoulders into the mattress beneath him as Jackson took his ass with abandon. Jackson cried out behind him as he gave one last forceful thrust, burying himself so far inside Aiden's body he wasn't sure he wouldn't be able to taste him. Aiden groaned as he felt the thick cock pulse inside his sensitive channel. The feeling of the warm flood of liquid coating his walls hardly registered in his post orgasmic haze, and his body collapsed to the bed, all his energy having been drained from him.

Aiden could feel Jackson still inside him and the man cuddled down against his back then rolled them gently to the side. He moaned when Jackson softened and slipped from his body with a rush of liquid. Jackson kissed his hair before the man got out of bed and left the room for a minute, returning with a wet cloth.

He lay still and sated as Jackson wiped him clean. Aiden shivered as the cool room air came in contact with his wet skin. Jackson got rid of the cloth and crawled back into bed, pulling Aiden back against his chest. Aiden snuggled down and the blankets once again covered him while Jackson held him close.

"Sleep, Addy, we'll talk more in the morning." Jackson nuzzled the back of his head and Aiden drifted off to sleep, his body feeling well used and utterly sated. "I love you, mate." Aiden wasn't sure if he'd heard the barely whispered words or if it was his imagination as his world went dark and he let sleep pull him down.

Chapter 11

Jackson was walking on cloud nine the next morning. He and Aiden had made love again when they awoke for the day. When they had finally dragged themselves out of bed they sat and ate breakfast together and Jackson fully explained what it meant to be a necromancer's mate.