Hagen, Lynn - Stormy Eyes [Brac Pack 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (9 page)

“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I would say those were clients coming and going. Please tell me he’s not renting those men out.” Tank growled as he ran his hand over his close cropped hair. He didn’t want to wait. Those men could be going through horrific shit right now. His stomach tightened at the thought.

“We’ll get them out, Tank. Calm down.” Murdock squeezed his shoulder. Tank nodded and walked back over to the window.

* * * *

Storm watched as Kyoshi tiptoed back into their room. “Not happening, dragonfly.”

His mate turned with a big smile plastered on his face. “Hi, Storm. How’s it going?”

“Nope, not even close.” Storm stood from the chair he had been sitting in, crossing the room and standing over Kyoshi’s five-two frame.

Kyoshi smiled up at him nervously.

“Fighting? My mate was in the den fighting? Can you fill me in on the reason why?” Storm glared down at Kyoshi.

Kyoshi pointed up at him. “Your eyes are doing that funny swirly thing. They’re a deep, beautiful amber.”

Stormed glared at his mate. “Don’t even try to change the subject or flatter me. Explain.”

“Uh, yeah, about that.” Kyoshi shoved his hands in his back pockets, twisting his lips and looking as though he were trying hard to think of a good excuse.

“No broken English. Spill it,” Storm warned.

Kyoshi blew out a breath. “Fine. Cecil shamed me in your eyes, and I was angered.”

Storm had no clue what his mate was talking about. Shamed? “No one can ever shame you in my eyes, dragonfly. You’re perfect. A little quirky, but perfect.”

Tears slid down from Kyoshi’s midnight black eyes. “I felt ashamed. I don’t want you to see me in any other light than the brightest.”

Storm pulled Kyoshi into his arms, kissing each runaway tear. “Don’t cry, mate. It tears at my heart to see you sad.” He dropped to his knees and nipped Kyoshi on his chin, licking the sting away. Kyoshi moaned and leaned into him.

“Make love to me, wolf,” Kyoshi whispered.

“Always.” Storm removed Kyoshi’s clothes and leaned back, drinking in the beautiful sight before him. “Mine.” He growled low as he sucked in a nipple.

“Yours.” Kyoshi pushed his chest against Storm’s lips.

Storm cupped Kyoshi’s small rounded globes as he sucked in the brown discs and laved them until they peaked. He kissed a path down to Kyoshi’s belly button then chuckled at the memory of the night before.

“What’s so funny?” Kyoshi panted out.

“Not a damn thing, baby.” Storm kissed the head of Kyoshi’s cock and had to swallow quickly as Kyoshi shouted his release.

“Damn, you make me the happiest wolf on the planet.” Storm admitted against Kyoshi’s cock head. He licked the remaining come and took his mate to bed. He laid him on his stomach as he butterfly kissed him from neck to ankle, his tongue lightly licking the crease of his ass.

“Storm.” Kyoshi moaned as he wiggled his bottom.

Storm licked Kyoshi’s balls then separated his globes, rimming his puckered hole. His thumb slid in as he went back to sucking the wrinkled sac. He pumped his thumb, staving off his need to take him quickly.

“Please. I need,” Kyoshi whined.

“And you shall have,” Stormed promised in a low, husky note.

He pulled his thumb out to be replaced by two fingers as he rolled Kyoshi onto his back. “Play with yourself,” he requested as he watched with hooded eyes.

Kyoshi blushed and fumbled with his cock for a moment before jerking it awkwardly. Storm reached over and grabbed the lube, squirting a small amount to aid Kyoshi. He speared a third finger in as his mate shyly began a steady rhythm, his hips hitching as he ran his thumb over the head, moaning.

“That’s it, dragonfly. Enjoy yourself.” Storm watched in utter fascination. He couldn’t have pulled his eyes away if the house caught fire. Kyoshi mewled as his hips snapped, and he cried out Storm’s name, seed falling to his lower abdomen.

Storm leaned forward and ran his fingers through the white-hot mess, painting his name on Kyoshi’s belly. He raised his finger and licked the cream from it.

“That’s hot, wolf.” Kyoshi watched with parted lips, licking them as if he were the one tasting the fluid.

Storm ran his finger across Kyoshi once more then dipped the finger past Kyoshi’s lips, his body shuddered as Kyoshi closed his lips around the digit, sucking on his own seed. His cock throbbed behind the denim.

Climbing from the bed, he nearly fell over ditching his clothes and jumping back on.

Kyoshi giggled. “Impatient?”

“You’re damn skippy,” Storm replied as he flipped Kyoshi onto his knees. He dipped for a quick lap at the rosette before drizzling lube down his crack. He tossed the bottle aside and ran his fingers up and down, dipping his finger in to tease Kyoshi.

“Fucker.” Kyoshi moaned.

Stormed laughed deeply as he tickled the hole, reaching for that sweet spot.

“Storm!” His puckered hole clamped down on Storm’s finger as his back bowed. Storm watched him ride it out as he rubbed his dry hand across Kyoshi’s back. When the pressure eased, his pulled out and lined his cock up, pulling Kyoshi’s hips back and impaling his mate onto his throbbing cock.

“You’re so damn tight.” Storm groaned as he pushed Kyoshi forward then pulled him back again. “Fuck me.” Storm removed his hands and watched his cock disappear once more as Kyoshi rocked back and forth, taking his pleasure.

Storm’s balls drew up tight, and he knew he was close. He reached under his mate and grabbed his shaft, pumping it to the thrusts Kyoshi had set.

“Oh, Storm, Storm. So close,” Kyoshi chanted as he impaled himself over and over again.

“Come for me, dragonfly.” Storm squeezed Kyoshi’s cock, and his hand was bathed in warmth as Kyoshi cried out. Storm grabbed Kyoshi’s hips and took over, slamming deep and hard. He grunted as he felt the first spurt shoot from his cock then roared as the wave intensified and exploded, pistoning faster as his body rocketed then floated back.

Storm fell to his side. His skin held a sheen of sweat, and his heart beat out of control. Kyoshi collapsed to the mattress, gasping for breath.

“I fought for that,” Kyoshi mumbled as he fell asleep.

“I know, dragonfly,” Storm whispered.

Chapter Seven

Tank signaled Murdock, and Murdock nodded then shifted. He crouched and crawled around back until he sidled up to the back door. Evan scaled the balconies until he dropped down onto the roof. Gunnar shifted as he crawled down through the basement window. Ludo took the east side of the house, slipping through a first floor window, and Cody stayed across the street as a lookout. He was in his wolf form, so a quick bark would signal trouble.

Lights flashed, screams tore through the quiet night, gunfire burst and then there was silence.

* * * *

Cecil walked into the kitchen as Kyoshi was grabbing a bottle of juice from the fridge, and they stood in silence. Cecil ran his fingers across the table top as he peered at Kyoshi from the corner of his eyes.

Kyoshi shifted is weight from foot to foot.

Neither said a word.

Cecil cleared his throat. “So, was it really that bad?” He stared down at the table, twisting his lips to the side as he traced a circular pattern with his finger.

“Yeah. Afterward.” Kyoshi stared at the juice cap.

“You, uh, wanna play video games?” Cecil tapped his fingernail.

“Sure.” Kyoshi smiled.

* * * *

Hawk ran down the stairs as the warriors burst through the front door, Tank being carried by three of the Sentries.

“What happened?” Maverick demanded as he hurried to help carry Tank to the closest bedroom.

“He was hit when all hell broke loose. He has a bullet lodged in his spine. We’re afraid to remove it. We had no choice but to kill the smugglers, and I can’t say I’m sorry about it either.” Cody panted as they made it to the bedroom and laid Tank on his stomach. He was unconscious and pale. “He won’t shift. He thinks it will kill him if he tries.”

“Call the wolf physician. Tell him to get his ass here as fast as he can.” Maverick shouted as Cody pulled out his cell phone.

“What the hell do you mean he’s not available?” Cody shouted into his phone. He slammed his fist into the wall as he threw his phone across the room.

“Go to the nearest hospital and find a doctor that can be bought. Find him quickly, Cody.” Maverick turned back to Tank, his eyes determined and his jaw set. Tank had been under his command for a century and a half. He wasn’t going to lose him.

“Did you succeed?” Maverick asked no one in particular.

“Yes, they’re out in the SUV, too frightened to come in,” Murdock stated.

“Go get Kyoshi. Have his mate bring him outside. I want them in the house and safe.”

Murdock nodded as he left his pack mate.

* * * *

Kyoshi smiled as Storm washed his back. He always used his bare hands so he could explore more than clean. Kyoshi batted at the suds floating around the tub as his mate groaned. Kyoshi looked over his shoulder to see his wolf laid back with his eyes half closed, touching his cock and smiling.

“Again?” Kyoshi asked with feigned shock.

“You know it.” Storm leaned forward and grabbed Kyoshi as a knock sounded on the bathroom door.

“Shh, maybe they’ll go away,” Storm whispered.

The knock sounded louder.

“Dammit,” Storm mumbled. “Who the hell is it?” he snapped.

“Murdock. Sorry, Storm, Kyoshi is needed downstairs. Alpha’s orders,” he called through the door.

“Be down in five,” Storm yelled back.

Storm pulled him from the tub and dried him off, cursing the whole time. “One of these days I’m going to get to spend quality time with you alone, uninterrupted.”

Kyoshi and Storm came down the stairs to chaos. His mate pulled him closer as he looked around for Keata. He had a bad feeling about this. Something was definitely wrong.

“I need you to take your mate outside. We found the three men that were brought over with him and Keata, but they are too frightened to leave the SUV.” Maverick told Storm as Kyoshi ran out the door.

Storm chased after him as Kyoshi spotted Keata hanging into the front window, talking a thousand words a minute, Loco standing right by his side.

Kyoshi opened the back door and let out a cry. There were three males naked and sitting in the back seat.

“Loco, can you get something for them to put on please?” Storm asked.

“Just waiting for someone to come out so I could do just that.” Loco winked as he strolled back into the house.

Kyoshi spoke in a low hushed tone, trying to reassure and comfort. He noticed from his peripheral the other mates had gathered at the front door and were watching with curiosity.

Loco gently pushed past the mates and came out with three sets of jogging pants and T-shirts. The warriors turned their backs as Kyoshi handed them the clothing then turned his back as well. Keata continued to chat it up, apparently oblivious to any modesty the three may have had.